Posted 04 May 2012 - 05:44 AM
I'm writing this because I remember the first spell I cast. I was 19 and new to the craft I read lots of books on the subject. I actually got into witchcraft so that I could help my mother. when I was old enough she had told me about a man she used to date who put a curse on her . He said that if she ever broke up with him she should throw the opal ring he gave her in a lake, when my mother broke up with him and things started to go south she threw the opal ring in the toilet and flushed but she told me that she still feels cursed. so like I said i read a lot of books and I was ready to take on my first curse. the spot for my anti-curse was the quartz altar I built on the grave of my dead kitty (who still visits me to this day). I had one large white pillar candle that I had charged carved and blessed. I called upon the powers of ancestors, elementals and the divine and I lit the candle and waited and waited for about an hour. it seemed like something was keeping the candle flame from growing. so I cried out to the vast night FREE MY MOTHER AND I FROM THIS DARKNESS, FREE US FROM THIS CURSE, IN LIGHT WE ARE FREE. the candle sputtered into a column of white light and before I knew it there was the curse personified and right behind me .i could only make out claws and fangs I yelled at it tell I lost my voice....The candle grew brighter and surrounded me in a circle of light. the light and darkness were battling each other. I remember thinking it looked just like a patronus from harry potter and it was hitting the evil shadow curse thing and no matter how savagely the darkness fought the light, the candle light beat it to oblivion, and with a dying howl the curse was gone. when It was all over I felt more free than I ever had, I was liberated from the mundane world and I vowed I would no longer live with my eyes closed, that magic was real and I was going to learn everything I can about it. after I cleaned everything up. I was walking back home and I saw my dead kitty. he looked so real and solid I walked up to him, He even made his familiar meow, I got closer and could feel him purring and rubbing against my leg, but when i bent down to pick him up him he was gone. I think that was my price for freedom, I had to feel the pain of loss.
"We are quicksilver, a fleeting shadow, a distant sound... our home has no boundaries beyond which we cannot pass. We live in music, in a flash of color... we live on the wind and in the sparkle of a star! " -Endora