Healing Witch


I just spent the past 17 days in the hospital recovering from a blood infection. It came upon me suddenly (I am a type II diabetic) through a foot injury that turned septic. I was taken to the ER and admitted, given massive amounts of IV antibiotics and still, now that I am out – have to go every day for continued treatments for the next three weeks.

Never in my life have I been as sick. I’ve had minor things like most people but I have never been hospitalized before. I never felt my life energy withdraw from me. I never felt so small and fragile and hopelessly lost.

But then I came home. I was back to my witchy world. I was surrounded by the power that I had thought ceased in me, yet never had, not even for a moment. It was quiet, working behind the scenes, supporting me even when I could barely recall my Goddess mantra. It was there, a blue silver light of healing that flowed through my body, though I was too ill to see it, blinded by the breakdown in my physical self.

The first day home was not easy but then my head began to clear. My herbs called to me. My oils and potions and sacred objects. I had my tarot deck in my hands, my Goddess candle lit on  the altar, my Buddhist altar illuminated.

I had carried the healing strength within me and did not even know it.

I continue to heal.

In the name of the Goddess all Magick is blessed.