Today I realized that there are many people in this world who were born sick, people for which life threw so many obstacles at them that they are overwhelmed.
Imagine for a second if you couldn’t even breathe normally, or think clearly, or have the means to somehow find a way out of your pain. Things most of us take for granted are in many cases things other people fight each second of their life to hold on to.
And what I feel right now is this: If I mastered magick and I was a powerful witch, here’s a list I would immediately go ahead and write to myself:
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Offer someone who needs it one of my personal objects, bless it with a good luck and a protective charm beforehand. This can be a friend, a peer, or a stranger who seems kind.
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Find someone who struggles with something related to magick, reach out to that person personally and go together with them through the process until they get what they were looking for. Be like a mother.
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Find someone who’s life is about to end, someone very sick perhaps and use my magick to save that person’s life without getting involved into their life or disturbing them. It should be done in secret without anyone else knowing about it, not even that person.
The list would probably be bigger than that, but these are the first things that came to my mind.
I’d do that and I wouldn’t tell anyone about it, not even the entities I work with.
Why would I do that ? Because if with all the knowledge I have and with all the power I have I’ve never used them to touch anyone’s else’s life for the better than myself then where is the satisfaction of mastering any of it ? I don’t think there’s something more satisfactory than reaching into the darkest night and bringing someone out of there, giving them a second chance to life.
I am neither powerful neither a witch, I can barely help myself and I still can’t activate a sigil, but if there are any out there I do hope they are using their magick to help others too.