By Any Means Necessary
I’ve been resisting the newagey stuff she does because it just feels wrong for me. Very… “not me.” I’m no witch or something like that, and as soon as things start going over into burning bits of plants and waving things around, I feel silly and I’m out.
Until today, that is. I had a long talk with her, and she and my brother’s girl talked about it, and I realized a few things.
One, what she does isn’t that different from what you’d see in a Catholic church or any other faith. The church uses incense and holy relics, like maybe a snip of hair or piece of bone from a saint. The church uses candles and sacred wine and wafers. The church uses chants and music and special oils. The only difference between what she does, as a witch and a priestess, and what a Catholic priest does, is that she uses those things in her home, and uses a wider variety of them, and doesn’t dedicate everything to Jesus or a saint.
Two, I’ve had such bad experiences with the crystals and rainbows newagey woo woo types that I started rejecting anything that seemed to fall into that category without realizing it. Stuff that I’ve used to great effect, such as certain oils, stones and metals, seem to be on the tools list. Things I don’t normally use that seem especially “witchy” to me, like putting quartz crystals in a certain pattern or burning certain herbs, or tying feathers into bunches, are on the “reject as too newagey and very much not me” list.
Three, and this is a personal issue, I was questioned a long time ago by someone whose thoughts matter to me very deeply as to whether I was really me or not, and that little piece of sand has been inside my shell for years. I didn’t even really realize it until today, but that’s part of why I reject things that she does that aren’t things I’ve discovered on my own. I figured out that those particular oils, stones, and metals are really damn effective for me personally, so those are safely a part of my tool kit. Stuff that’s hers… I didn’t want it to appear that she and I were merging too much, or that there could be any excuse for someone to say that I was just her “higher self” or she was making shit up. In short, I’d created a wall there. My stuff, her stuff, and blending was not an option. And, because of that, I rejected her stuff. Yes, it’s stupid, but I only just today realized that’s part of why I’d felt so uncomfortable with that “witchy” stuff all this time.
So, after an important phone call earlier today, and another conversation with my brother that told me yes, I am trusted, I’ve decided to let that piece of sand go now that I know where part of this problem has been coming from. Because I need to do my work with any tools necessary and change this stuff by any means necessary.
Some may say that altering things and changing “fate” for someone is immoral and that I have no right to do what I do. That it violates free will by tying people together or separating them or pushing them to do things like respond to an email or view someone more positively or offer them a job. As an instrument of God, my job is to ensure the best outcome for the people I guide and protect. And think about it a minute: Everyone has advantages. Some people are more attractive, some have more money, some are smarter, some are stronger, some have connections. If you think for one second that other people aren’t using these things to their advantage to move ahead over someone who isn’t attractive, or rich, or smart, or strong, or well-connected, you really don’t understand how the world works.
My job is to find every possible advantage and use it, even if that means employing the physical tools at my disposal, such as particular oils or incense or colors or stones or metals or plants or music to achieve my objectives. My job is to help her succeed and have a better life… by any means necessary.