Own Yo’ Shit, Won’t Be No Shit.

Photo by  Cornelia Kurtew

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Witchy Bitch Credo #2010 :
Own yo’ shit, won’t be no shit

There is a beauty in standing your ground, and also in receiving. The flow of energy around us is dictated by many things, but mostly by our own focus. We teach people via words or energy what’s “wrong” with us or our choices.  When we own the fullness of who we are authentically it anchors us and others.

Walking through the world, every entity has its own signature, space, resonance.  There is a beauty in connecting with those that resonate and vibrate at your frequency.  When we are on the edge  of a vibration, or at an intersection of frequencies sometimes what feels most resonant with you may not feel most resonant with those around you.

In these moments we can stand in our own small quiet voice, or begin to question it. Sometimes introspection, and clarity are reflected back to us from those intersections… and sometimes we were clear and the resistance at the intersection point clouded our mental, spiritual, or emotional waters.

When the title "Witchy Bitch" came to me for my book over a decade ago I was tickled to pieces.  I remember sharing  my new nickname and the partial title for my book with childlike delight.. And getting a lecture in the middle of the crystal store I was working in about being wary of the energy of the words I was choosing. The slightly frosty man went on for quite a bit, and I remember even now hearing it as a chastisement. Thinking back, I wonder if that was the intention at all actually, or just my triggers getting a good solid tap dance activating allllll my shit.  

I’ve enjoyed using the word Bitch in various ways for a long time. I have some friends that cain’t STAND it, others who are ok with it, and some who love it as much I do. To be honest, it doesn’t really  matter what THEY feel about it… my own perspective is what matters in this case.

There will be some folx who take issue with my use of the word bitch. I like it, I know the history, I know the uses, I know. And I love it ... Sometimes, and proper context… and never with malice. Ok, fine RARELY in malice... I like it... Maybe like I like 1980s and 1990s misogynistic hip hop; sometimes it feels like assault and sometimes it feels like home, and sometimes it feels like power... simultaneously.  All of it together. Because #paradox. All of it can and does exist together as does our beingness, and our experience. Often.

I am a consummate paradox of delight and magick and truth and depth and a reverence and irreverence and power all together in one beautifully complicated chaotic package. I enjoy that package.

I hope that reading this blog and my book not only gives you permission to be all of your package, but also gives you some tools to find who you are and how to expand that package in the most beautifully dynamic and magnificent ways possible.

Also, if you haven't guessed from the title ... I curse like a sailor.