I was scanning through Spellbound Herbals Instagram feed today. A post from a couple weeks ago showed the owner of the shop holding up a flyer that read:
Witches We Need You
Hex on NRA
Curse for Trump
Love Potion for All Earth People
One of their followers left a comment that said:
“Real witches don’t hex and curse. Be the light not part of the darkness. Hexing and cursing makes you no better than those you are against.”
With that said, I figured it would be a good time to poke the hornet’s nest about good spells, curses and the whole karmic implication of spellwork.
“All aboard the karma train! First stop… Guilt!”
Well guess what… that’s NOT a train I’m getting on anytime soon because I don’t believe in karma.
The concept of karma flat out contradicts one of my core beliefs.
I believe that we all have lessons to learn here on earth. I believe that we planned those lessons before we even arrived in the warmth of our mother’s womb.
For example, if we needed to learn more compassion in this lifetime, I’m sure there were specific situations set up for us here on earth to be more compassionate.
That might mean that we have to show compassion to the drunk driver who made us lose our leg.
Perhaps we have to show compassion in the form of $1 to the homeless woman who is clearly pregnant.
Either way, if your lesson is compassion, there will be all sorts of situations put directly in your path to awaken that quality.
Does that mean that the drunk driver deserves bad karma because they made you lose your leg? Or that you deserve good karma for giving the homeless, pregnant woman a dollar?
What if you knew that the reason the drunk driver was even behind the wheel was because his wife and three children were killed in a car accident the previous day? Could you feel compassion for him, despite losing your leg? And would he still be eligible for bad karma?
And what if the person who gave the homeless woman a dollar, was a heroin dealer? Does that give him good karma for giving the dollar in charity or bad karma because his drugs are harming and possibly killing people.
I mean there’s a lot of gray area here.
Is intimidation good or bad?
Just a few weeks ago I was walking in the grocery store parking lot, when a white guy got out of his car and started batting out a slew of racial slurs, starting with an old school fav at the noose worship ceremony — ‘n*gger bitch’ — (obviously directed at me, since no one else was around, and he was looking right at me).
There was no rhyme or reason for his verbal attack — except maybe for the fact that no one else was around.
Now I wouldn’t say I’m a magnet for this sort of behavior, but this is the 4th time I’ve had something like this happen in my 40-something years. And it has ALWAYS happened when I’ve been isolated.
I think not!
Maybe my experiences in dealing with racists and other assholey types, is that I needed to spread the word to other women that even when you’re alone, you must allow your fearless instinct to kick in.
I believe that women (in particular) have to remember, you make yourself a victim when you act like you’re terrified.
Case in point, many years ago, I had a young black guy get on an elevator with me. Holy mother of pearl, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up IMMEDIATELY. I knew with every fiber of my being that he was going to hurt me. (Obviously the Universe shows me equal opportunity harassment.)
I threw my gloves on my shopping bag, and turned around so that I was face-to-face with him. (He was in one corner and I was in the diagonal corner.) I stared right into his face and he started shuffling and looking down towards the floor. When I got off the elevator, he didn’t follow me, despite the fact that he never pushed a button.
To make a long story short, he ended up attacking a cop less than an hour later — (he didn’t realize the man was a cop).
Should the young black guy receive bad karma because he had ill intentions toward me?
How about the racist white guy? Should he have a black thug corner him in a parking lot as karmic revenge?
And should I, Sister Mo, feel bad if I curse the fuck out of either of these assholes?
I say “No” on all fronts.
Even though I didn’t like going through either of these situations, they have ultimately allowed me to share my story and help instill courage into women of ALL ethnic backgrounds.
Just a few months ago, I watched a friend of mine literally turn her back to guy who was harassing her at the beach because she was afraid to tell him to leave her alone.
The guy stood behind her — (she was sitting on her towel) — took out his penis and started thrusting in the air towards her, closer and closer. (True story!)
When I saw this, I came over to where they were with my finger on the “full blast” button of my pepper spray. I looked him square in the eyes and told him to move the ‘bleep bleep’ on or he was going to get ‘bleeped’ up in 2.5 seconds.
And guess what? He kindly put his junk back in his shorts and shuffled on.
“Listen…” I explained to her with my eyebrows raised, “you never, ever, EVER turn your back on someone like that. That one move just labeled you a victim. And victims get ‘bleeped’ up. Don’t let people intimidate you like that!”
So to return to the whole karmic payback thing, I am thankful that I had the opportunity to stand my ground to several men in my lifetime because without those situations, I would not have been able to help my friend find her courage — or to at least show her what raw courage looks like.
Despite those men making my life painful, they actually gave meaning to my existence.
And maybe that’s the way it was supposed to be.
When “light filled” spells cause harm
Because I don’t believe in karma, I have an equal disbelief for positive spellwork versus negative spellwork.
I believe that ALL spellwork has the ability to harm and heal.
For example, I have a strong belief that I attract money easily. Over the past few years, I have done money spells to keep the cash flow strong.
About a month ago, I found a gift card with $150 on it.
I would say that my money spell is working. The results are positive because I found something worth $150.
But at the same time, someone else lost that $150 gift card. I don’t know who they were, but I’m pretty sure they weren’t happy about it.
The positive spell both healed and hurt.
The positive of negative spellwork
When I was a young urban spirit lass, I dated a guy who ended up cheating on me with someone I knew.
I threw a hex on his ass as fast as you could say, “Caught!”
Soon after the hex, he ended up having a four month bout of Bell’s palsy. This is a temporary disorder, that causes one side of the face to droop.
I didn’t even know he had Bell’s palsy until almost a year later when he sent me two dozen roses for my birthday. I finally took his phone call, and he began to explain all that he had been through.
We ended up re-kindling our friendship and today he’s one of my best friends. I would literally take a bullet for this man.
Again, I would say the hex worked. Although I didn’t wish for bad health, that’s how the spell transpired — at least temporarily.
Though again, at the same time, his illness made him remorseful for his actions, which turned into an apology and the rekindling of an awesome friendship.
The negative spell both hurt and healed.
So where does that leave us?
To our own devices, I suppose.
For every person who swears they’re doing right — (missionaries in the middle of the rainforest, trying to convert the indigenous people to Christianity) — there’s someone who says they’re screwing up people lives — (that would be me).
Who’s really right?
Perhaps it doesn’t matter if there are certain absolutes we’re meant to complete in this lifetime. We might find out that the line between ‘right’ versus ‘wrong’ was a big myth this whole time.
Therefore, if you don’t want to hex, then don’t hex. If the three-fold law is your mantra, then follow it till your hearts content. I truly believe you should do what makes you most comfortable.
And if you believe in the beauty of boundless hex, then by all means lower that ban hammer on the people who think you’re a punching bag. Sometimes folks need to see a little darkness before they witness the light.
And just maybe… quite possibly… THIS is the way it’s supposed to be.
That’s the wonderful irony of the Universe.