Magic To Replenish Energy

Sound Off, Texas Witches!

I’m in the planning stages of a project and I’m gonna need some help!

If you are a witch, live in Texas, and work with your surrounding land, please like or reply to this post, or send me a message please!!

I look forward to hearing from you ^^

once again why did we let masquerade balls and handwritten letters and heart lockets and daggers strapped to thighs go out of fashion

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My wheel of the year is almost finished and I really hope I have enough skills to embroider it🤞

synths and effects cross-stitch by @stitchy.nati on ig

Death

With my job I run into death often. Sometimes we’re in the same room and I don’t even know it. It spares my life. It could easily touch me and I could go, but instead it takes the elderly I care for and make sure they’re safe.

This is a place they come to die. But I do all I can for them to live. It’s a bit bittersweet thing. I cry when they all leave. And when death is in the building I tend to look over my shoulder often. But it lets me live one more day.

I’m no longer scared of death. Instead I welcome her and ask for her to at least be civil about it, don’t let them suffer. And she agrees. These souls die in their sleep with full stomachs and and warm blankets. We hate to see them go, it’s never easy for anyone, but we continue. Reminiscing their laughter, jokes, and warm smiles.

We are the last people they usually see. Families leave their elderly and never return until the day they pass. But until then I’m reading magazines, making puzzles, passing out meds, and making sure they stay clean. I love them all. I care for them with every inch in my soul, but I know they must go. It’s morbid and macabre. But it’s life. I can’t stop it.

Maybe this is what has brought out my spiritual side. I have this pull. When you’re in this field you just know most times when someone will pass. It’s an emotion. You feel death. Although religion is not a priority of mine, there’s something there. Energy. The subconscious. It’s there.

So I embrace this side. I accept the inevitable and hope it goes fast. When I first began this job dreams of death haunted me. Dead people under my bed, me sleeping next to them, them calling for my care. Now I have listened and don’t fear it. Death spares me this time, but one day it won’t. Instead of taking mrs. Barbara it may take me. And I doubt I’ll feel it coming. But as of now, I’m okay, I’m happy.

Death you are near me constantly and energy around me grows. Thanks, and I will see you one day. There’s no way for me to know but I have cared for your victims and have handed them over in the best condition I could. Give me some mercy when it’s my turn. For now I will transfer my energy to love and magic and let it consume me until the end of my times. A deal has been granted, but I shall forever live as love.

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