“She was a quiet rebel, she’s wasn’t loud or in your face but she had her own mind, she couldn’t be told what to do, she’d be polite and then still go her own way.” ↠ Unknown
i can’t find the post so i’m gonna say it again
dear young witches, those who are 13-15 or even younger. do not take offense if an older witch won’t teach you. they’re legally not allowed to without your parent’s/guardian’s permission because you’re a minor and if your parent/guardian doesn’t like you doing witchcraft or you’re in the woods we cannot teach you in secret because that can look really bad. also your parent/guardian could make up lies about us and get us in trouble with the authorities because they don’t want us teaching you or us being around you. and i can already hear ya’ll saying “but i could defend you!” i’m really sorry but the judge isn’t going to believe a kid as young as you. it’s sad but it’s true. so again please don’t take offensive if an older witch turns down teaching you.
“Just trust your gut”
Pal I have anxiety, my gut is literally always telling me to abort mission
Real talk tho? An easy way to tell the difference when you do a gut check is that anxiety is usually loud and long. Intuition is quiet and quick. If you acknowledge the feeling and it still won’t shut up or go away, it’s probably anxiety.
Ooo. That is great advice.
Money Cats masterpost,
to have your LIFE!! filled with money.
FUCK MAN
NOT RISKING THIS ONE
So much cats.
Money plus cats, what’s not to love?
“Tidal” – from the Witch Essence series. 8″x10″ mixed media painting on birch panel. Tidal calls to the element of water, to the primordial cauldron of life, everything that stirs our hearts and channels the currents of our life.
sometimes you grow up and look back and the people you used to look up to seem different. it’s a messy feeling. the singer you used to idolize turns out to be just a person, and sometimes a bad one. your best friend isn’t actually that good of one: she treats you like you’re incapable of anything because she’s used to being the better one. the girl you loved is selfish and never loved you back; just loves it when she’s getting attention. the boy you grew up with doesn’t share anything in common with you.
sometimes you try and force these things to fit. sit in cafes with them and realize that you have nothing to say and nothing to do. blame yourself for being tired or hungry or distracted or all three. that this person you loved is in the right. it’s you who is wrong about everything.
but at a certain point you’re standing there and holding these precious things and you realize they need to stay precious. that if you keep trying to force them to be what they used to be, you’re forcing yourself to be who you used to be, too. and you’re different now. a better you. sometimes things need to stay in the past so they can stay good. and sometimes perspective gives you the chance to say “you know what. i think leaving is good.”
it’s not a great feeling. i’m used to being left behind. don’t like being alone. loyal to a fault. but the truth is it’s better to realize it sooner. that there are people it’s not worth it for. that you’ve been trying to see the best in but who will never open the door. that at one point you were maybe right for.
but they stayed put while you move forward.
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