Meeting The Witch Within

What if the word "witch" isn't what you were taught to fear? What if it's a memory of who we all used to be?
Long before the pointed hats and the green faces, every village had its healers, midwives, herbalists and wise women. They were the ones who knew the plants, the moon, the body and the land. And for centuries, many of them were punished for it. That wound didn't stay in the history books. Many of us still carry it, in the voice that says don't be too much, don't trust your gut, don't say that out loud.
Explore what it means to live in relationship with your intuition and the natural world
This session is for you if:
You've always felt a pull toward nature, the moon, intuition or the unseen
You're curious about the witch archetype but don't know where to start
You're ready to trust yourself more and shrink less
Come as you are. The witch within has been waiting for you.

Transcript

Take a journey with me now to meet the witch within. Find a position where your body can be still, Supported and held. Let your eyes close and take a deep breath in through your nose. And open the mouth and sigh it out. Breathe into the nose and sigh out to the mouth. And breathe in through the nose and sigh out through the mouth. And feel the weight of your body. Softening all of the muscles now. Bring your awareness to the very base of your spine or to the soles of your feet. Imagine strong, Thick, Living roots, Like the roots of an old tree growing down. Through your body. And they stretch down through the floor, Through the foundations, Through the soil. Down through the layers of earth, Past the stones, Past the water running through the dark earth. Down, Down into the deep steady body of earth itself. Feel how cool and solid it is down there. Feel how old it is. The Earth has held every one of your ancestors. It has held every witch, Every healer, Every wise woman and man who ever lived. And it holds you now. With every breath, Imagine drawing up the earth's strength like sap rising through a tree. Breathing up into your feet. Breathing up into your legs. Breathing up into your belly. And breathing up into your heart. Now in your mind's eye Find yourself standing at the edge of a wood. Its dusk and the light is soft and low, The in-between time that belongs to neither day or night. The air smells of damp earth, Wood smoke and leaves. In front of you, A narrow path winds into the trees. You know this path, You've walked it before. Maybe in a dream. Or maybe long ago. The ground under your feet, Soft leaves, Moss and old roots. And you walk step by step, Noticing the trees on either side. The sounds. Notice how your body feels a little bit braver than usual, Maybe a little bit wild. And with every step you let go of something, You let go of the rules that you have been living by and the roles that you play. The voice that says, Who do you think you are? Let them all fall away behind you like leaves. Up ahead through the trees you see a warm glow. You step into a clearing and in the center there is a fire burning steady and golden. And as you lift your eyes to the sky the stars are beginning to shine above you. And the air is warm near the flames. Walk towards the fire and take a seat. Feel the heat on your face, Your hands and your chest. Let it warn the places in you that have been cold or guarded or afraid. This is a fire of remembering. Look into the flames and silently offer it anything you're ready to release the fear of being seen. The shame of being too much. Any old stories that says Your truth isn't worthy. Take the fire and transform this energy. Now become aware that you aren't alone. Someone is on the other side of the fire. Or you sense her at the edge of the clearing, Stepping out of the trees. This is the wit within you, Your wild, Wise, Ancient self. How does she appear? She might look like you. She may look like an elder or a young girl or something that doesn't have a human shape at all. She may come as an animal, A feeling, A presence. Let her be whatever she is, Don't edit her. Notice how she moves. What she's wearing. The look in her eyes. Notice how you feel in her presence. You may feel familiar. You may feel unfamiliar at first. She has been waiting for you for a long time. And if you feel ready, Let her come close. Let her sit beside you by the fire. Ask her from your heart. What do you want me to know? She may speak in words. She may show you an image. She may give you a feeling. A colour, A sound. Now ask her, What have I forgotten that I'm ready to remember? Now ask, How can I work with you from now on? And before she goes, She offers you a gift. Hold out your hands and receive. It may be an object, A symbol, A word, A plant, An animal, A colour, A feeling. Take it, Whatever it is. Hold it in your hands and feel its energy. Trust that you'll understand its meaning in time and it doesn't need to make sense tonight. Thank her. Smile. Tell her she is welcome in your life and that you won't hide her again. Notice how she responds to this. When you're ready, Say goodbye for now. You can return to her whenever you wish, Through stillness, Through the fire, Through the woods, She is only ever one breath away. And as you stand, You stand taller. Stronger. Lighter. Your head held high. Your heart aglow. And a magical smile on your lips as you begin to walk back along the path with your guest. The trees quieter now, The ground under your feet and the first of the moonlight coming through the branches. Let the woods fade away. And take a deep breath in and a gentle sigh out. And when you feel ready, My fellow wit. You are ready to return and gently open your eyes.

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