Sister Witches

Magic is not about changing the world; it’s about changing your perception of it, to see with glittering eyes and an illuminated soul.

 

I started writing these books “Dear Sister, Letters Of Misunderstood Magic” because I needed to feel I belonged. I was reminded, upon reading old letters of my Sisters, I’d fallen away from them as an adult. Somewhat… Adult lives seem to take us in different vectors, but the trajectory is still the same the Fates have decreed. 

My Sisters do judge me and rightly so. They do hold me to a standard and when I don’t live up to that they will remind me. As if I didn’t already know I wasn’t living up to my own standards and why I distanced myself in the first place. There is a freedom in knowing the truth of one’s self.

 

Because they hold me to a quality, a standard and pass judgement doesn’t mean I’m not loved by them. That is absolute. They can love me and still not be pleased with me. So it goes with kin.

 

We are an unkindness; a parliament; a gaggle. We are a clan of Sisters. 

 

What they don’t do is dictate a philosophy to me or impose their will upon me. They would never strive to usurp my power. They don’t insist I become something of their design. A standard is not a form of control. It is asking for the highest and best effort from me. Of course, I want each of them to offer their highest and best to me. Their deepest truth. 

 

This is the acceptance of a Sister. 

 

To have Sisters is to know I belong. Female beings of the most Magical kind. They see our little brood as the most scared of relationships. Links that cannot be broken, no matter what comes our way. Each attempt from the outside world to break our bonds only strengthens each link to one another. 

 

To have Sisters who want to hear me, understand my internal workings, and who will say when they smell the brimstone and sulfur of the dark passenger, is a secret power. It is an invisible power of great depth I can draw upon, if I choose.  They will not lie to me. And that I can trust. 

 

In the greater realm of inverted truths, to trust something, anything, even a being is a value no money can buy. 

 

Do you have Sisters? Or friends you call Sisters? 

 

If you have heard my call, and you are a Sister Witch, let me know. We are legion. Do not forget this. We are the quiet strength of families. The soft voices of comfort. The healing power of all realms. 

 

We are the Sisters who do not align with any agenda. We are those who have hidden our power for centuries. We are those who cannot be named. We are the sincerity of connections. 

 

We are the non-joiners. We are solitary and still a cloud of Sisters. 

 

I know you understand the truth of my words. You are who I write to. Do not fear. Fear is the death of your power. I know you are out there, because I am here. There are Natural Laws that cannot be broken. 

 

We know each other when we meet. As it always has been. We are the uncontrollable ones, the Sister Witches who have survived.