I see beauty in all life..
I hear the whispers of the trees ~
I feel the gentle breeze kiss my face...
The warmth from the sun fills me with energy and passion~
The soft spring rain washes over me and I am renewed.
The wisdom of those before comes to me in my dreams.
The strength and power of Mother Earth grounds me..
and keeps me balanced.
I am a Wytche..
I have pledged myself in my entirety to Them..
For it is from Them all life comes.. to Them all life returns...
And without Them ~ I cease to be.
I am a Wytche..
The magick stirring within me.. is a gift from Them.
I have come to see myself... as They see me...
I have come to know myself... as They know me ~
Love myself as They love me.
I stand with Them.. in my truth.
I am a Wytche..
My truth.. is not the same as your truth ~
Just as your truth.. is not the same as mine...
I do not question or judge your truth.. for we are equal in Their eyes.
All parts of One.
I am a Wytche...
I follow my path.. my map of life with dignity.. with resolve ~
My map.. is not the same as your map~
Yet perhaps you too are a Wytche..
Our maps are unique unto us... albeit our destination the same.
You may walk beside me ... should you choose ~
Let us learn each from the other as we walk.
I am a Wytche...
Maiden.. Mother.. Crone ~
I shall share my life knowledge freely ... shine my light..
So that those who have lost their way.. may see their map once again.
I do not seek to change you.. but to help you..
find you.
(author not known to me)
