On hate, curses, and growth

I was SO full of hate. I had, and still have, every right to be.Hate is full and warm, it holds your hand through the fire. I cursed the president, I cursed my rapists. It was for justice, activism, and stability. 

I wavered on cursing my father, in case my loving dad was in there somewhere. Foolish. He then cut me out of his life for speaking my truth.  

I tried to come up with a fitting final blow when it occured to me. Hate wasn’t the strongest thing in my life anymore. My poetry had stopped being about the pain he caused me anymore.  

I talked of gardens, of oceans and laughter. Hate had gotten me through so much, but I felt I had gotten to a point in my journey that I no longer needed it. 

Hate leaves me torn open like a fleeing friend. I don’t curse my father. 

I write out spells to help me and others, instead. 

If you have gone through anything and would like to talk, I am here. I can help with curses, I can help with spells, I can help with advice. 

Much love. 

Gender Essentialism and witchcraft

Gender Essentialism: The
belief of there being a fixed essence to women. Women’s essence is assumed to
be universal and is generally identified with those characteristics viewed as
being specifically feminine.

I believe that people can
be anything, that there are no fixed traits that are male or female, or
masculine and feminine. Aggression, compassion, those are human traits that
anyone can have.

I believe in more than a
binary of genders. I believe in a spectrum of genders, each important and
valid.

I believe magic is for
people. Any people. It whispers and screams from the oceans and the trees.

I believe that magic is
open to all genders. It’s not exclusionary.

The cosmic feminine, the great
mother, the idea that there is something special about being a woman, that there
is a better spiritual connection that comes with it, bothers me as someone who
is femme but not a woman. It cuts me out of the equation, it bars me from
magic.

I understand that this sprouts
from the patriarchy and male dominated god-forms, but to exclude anyone who is
not a woman seems counterproductive to me.

I understand the shared
pain of women. I know that is open to femmes and woman-aligned people, but to
exclude others because of their un-feminine-ness? To say, we have the key to
the universe, but you cannot get in? That there is something better about being
a woman than anyone else? I think it’s harmful.

It’s more than being
balanced, because balance is a binary. The whole system needs to be shaken up
and undone.

I come to my goddesses, I
say: “How do I speak when I have no tongue, no language?”

They look at each other.
Each has had their tongues cut out before, but they grew back. Sharper, growing
flowers.  Each had to make up their own
language. Gurgles and grunts, song and silence. What do they say to the young
being that fears?

Scream.