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by Anonymous
I am a psychic predator. I love to reach through the ether, stroke the energy emanating off unsuspecting friends, climb inside of them, and feel their spirits mingle with mine. I know what I do is wrong, but I don't want to stop. I am not ready to stop. I love this too much.
I enter into a semi-trance, leave the limitations of the physical plane, and enter their space. I kiss them, somehow, and observe their emotional expressions. Are they tense, stressed, relaxed, drunk or sleepy? I can smell their spirits, and feel their spirits' ages. I also feel awareness -- the spirits' awareness of me. I like the old souls best; my ethereal hand appreciates their auras' density, pattern and color. I then enter their minds.
As best I can, I clean away the stresses and bruises, and soothe the worrying. I encourage the body to breathe and relax. I take my time coming in before lying down inside of them. I most easily get in while they're asleep. Here I build my connections to them, as each soul and I become a part of each other. I imagine our future together, living my wildest dreams. I take their favorite emotions and fuel them, sending us into the extreme realms of sensation. I love them so hard that my love's energy must seep into theirs.
They are my blankets; I am their priestess. I am closer to them now than if I were physically beside them.
Soon I kiss them goodbye and bring back as much of me as I can. I seem to lose pieces of my self, but am not bothered by this loss. I like leaving a part of me with them. Maybe that part lets me more easily find my way back.
I am a witch by birth. While I have practiced the Craft all of my life, I previously practiced without awareness: Using candles, wands, songs and Moon phases I manipulated my reality, while always assuming that everyone did things this way. Now I know that I am a witch, that this knowledge is ancient and sacred, and that I will face consequences if I use my power to harm others.
To harm others ...
I tell myself that they like to have me inside them, sharing my energy with them as I drink of their emotions. They like to have me inspect their energy and cleanse away the muck they've picked up along the way. They like my visits, my presence and my love for them. I pray for their happiness and health, and for their family and loved ones. I shield them from those who wish them harm. I give my ethereal lovers everything beautiful that I have.
I further justify my psychic exploits into another's personal space by being attentive to resistance. If I'm visiting someone and they're focused on something else or repel my presence, I leave. I try to space my visits and not focus on the same person too often. I try not to take too much.
I never visit someone to hurt them or to share negative emotions. I never visit for revenge or to curse. I travel only to share my love, and for no other reason.
But ... because I have not asked permission, what I do is wrong. It does not matter that I'm visiting muggles who don't believe that such visits are possible -- I am still wrong. And because I am wrong and thus doing harm, my magick is punishable by the Threefold Law (and probably other laws that I'm not aware of). Nonetheless, I will not ask their permission, for doing so would yield an inferior experience. I am a surprise, a supernatural phenomenon. The experience is fueled by secrecy and violation, and also by exposure: They cannot hide anything if they don't know I'm coming.
We both need me to visit them. I am called to do this. I'm not ready to stop. I'm too invested, too eager to give. I think that I do more good than harm, and that my sharing is a gift. My prey and I will continue to coexist. Whether I'm right or wrong, I will miss them when I'm done.
Editor's note: Many in the pagan community forget that not all witches abide by the Wiccan Rede. We at Widdershins thank the author for this candid, provocative reminder of that fact. Next issue we will publish responses to this article. Is this practice wrong? What parts? Why? Have you ever done anything similar? How do you feel about it now?
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