I've been a practicing witch for over 29 years, and in my early days I actually struggled with divination and psychic stuff (I actually hated the word 'psychic' because of all the scammers in the world and history). When I was younger, I just figured that I was one of those witches who didn't have the skills or talents to read cards or do psychic stuff. Which is absolutely okay–we all have our own skills, talents, and purposes! We're not all meant to be cardslingers or mind telepaths, ya know? It's like how some witches are better at healing–some healers are better with reiki healing and others with shadow work. Not being able or not wanting to be a diviners doesn't make you less than another. There are some types of magiks and methods that I am absolutely terrible with casting…then there's other magiks and methods that I'm really good with. The areas that I lack, luckily, I have spiritual and magikal friends who excel and are willing to lend a helping hand if need be. Vice versa.
But for younger me, it felt like it was wrong and I felt a bit like a failure, but I also accepted it, because I was skilled with protection magiks. Psychic abilities run in my family, yet I struggled with controlling and developing what I had, and I kind of accepted it. Kind of…
I didn't used to be able to control when I'd start to astral project. It would happen anytime, whether I was trying to sleep, driving, watching TV, or having a conversation. I would just feel myself "falling" in that other realm, and not be able to stop or control it. It was really annoying, but I didn't know what to do about it. The normal methods that you might read or hear about didn't work for me at the time.
Or say a natural disaster or a terrorist event happened…I'd have dreams or visions of it during or after the event. I was often left frustrated…like what was I supposed to do AFTER? What was I supposed to do IN GENERAL? Who the hell was going to believe me? What the hell was the point????
Soon, I realized that I was having these dreams and visions, not to warn people, but to know where to focus the healing energies. The event was out of anyone's control, but what I could do was help the victims and survivors. Once I had that epiphany, everything fell into place. Everything made sense.
I really wanted to learn how to develop and hone these abilities to help myself and my community. I had the abilities, what I needed was direction, structure, and discipline. Whether it's divination or psychic abilities, the driving force behind my work has always been to help people. I felt that was my purpose–one of them. What I needed were teachers.
I called out to the Universe to help me develop my psychic abilities, and was answered. When you make these kinds of calls, I've learned that you should probably specify what kind of teacher. I was expecting humans, but it was animal spirits and Deities who answered the call, particularly Hekate and Dionysus. She answered with signs like Moth and Barn Owl. Dionysus answered in the form of automatic typing and writing–He gave me a taste of trance possession, and I wanted more. I was capable of that???? GTFOH! I wanted to learn more. What else was I capable of? I grew up in an abusive home–I grew up believing that I was a stupid worthless loser, so having the Gods giving me tastes of extraordinary things that I could do drove me harder, if nothing else to prove to myself that I wasn't worthless. The Gods all had faith in me, and eventually I had faith in myself, too.
I had to do a lot of healing work, a lot of shadow work to know myself, my energies and to know entity energies. To know boundaries and to be empowered. To learn trust and surrender. To learn self discipline. To recognize my triggers and heal my traumas and shame. To see my strength that those around me can see. To learn the difference between arrogance and confidence (which I'm still learning). Many different entities trained and guided me in various forms of divination and psychic exercises–to different workshops, books, people, courses. It was far from easy, but I didn't give up. Hekate and Dionysus are my main Teachers. They're also very protective over me, and I am very grateful for Them.
In my 20's, if you told me that I'd be a Professional Psychic and an Oracle who practices consensual possession with different entities, I never would've believed you. I probably would have thought you were mad. Yet, that's the work that I do now, and I love it. Sure, it can be a pain in the ass sometimes, but it has many good moments, too. I love being a conduit for Deities and Spirits. I love serving my community. I'm also very proud of myself for not giving up…although I don't know that my Spiritual Family and Ancestors would've let me give up.
If you feel like there's something more–and accepting the can'ts doesn't feel right–explore it. See if it's possible to turn those can'ts into cans. It may not look anything like you thought it would. When I was younger, I wanted to help others like me who survived abuse. I was terrified that I'd follow those same toxic cycles that generations before me did. I worked hard to make sure that I didn't…even after I failed joining the Air Force. I failed becoming a cop. I let my family talk me out of becoming a therapist. I never thought that being a witch and a psychic would've been the way.
But for younger me, it felt like it was wrong and I felt a bit like a failure, but I also accepted it, because I was skilled with protection magiks. Psychic abilities run in my family, yet I struggled with controlling and developing what I had, and I kind of accepted it. Kind of…
I didn't used to be able to control when I'd start to astral project. It would happen anytime, whether I was trying to sleep, driving, watching TV, or having a conversation. I would just feel myself "falling" in that other realm, and not be able to stop or control it. It was really annoying, but I didn't know what to do about it. The normal methods that you might read or hear about didn't work for me at the time.
Or say a natural disaster or a terrorist event happened…I'd have dreams or visions of it during or after the event. I was often left frustrated…like what was I supposed to do AFTER? What was I supposed to do IN GENERAL? Who the hell was going to believe me? What the hell was the point????
Soon, I realized that I was having these dreams and visions, not to warn people, but to know where to focus the healing energies. The event was out of anyone's control, but what I could do was help the victims and survivors. Once I had that epiphany, everything fell into place. Everything made sense.
I really wanted to learn how to develop and hone these abilities to help myself and my community. I had the abilities, what I needed was direction, structure, and discipline. Whether it's divination or psychic abilities, the driving force behind my work has always been to help people. I felt that was my purpose–one of them. What I needed were teachers.
I called out to the Universe to help me develop my psychic abilities, and was answered. When you make these kinds of calls, I've learned that you should probably specify what kind of teacher. I was expecting humans, but it was animal spirits and Deities who answered the call, particularly Hekate and Dionysus. She answered with signs like Moth and Barn Owl. Dionysus answered in the form of automatic typing and writing–He gave me a taste of trance possession, and I wanted more. I was capable of that???? GTFOH! I wanted to learn more. What else was I capable of? I grew up in an abusive home–I grew up believing that I was a stupid worthless loser, so having the Gods giving me tastes of extraordinary things that I could do drove me harder, if nothing else to prove to myself that I wasn't worthless. The Gods all had faith in me, and eventually I had faith in myself, too.
I had to do a lot of healing work, a lot of shadow work to know myself, my energies and to know entity energies. To know boundaries and to be empowered. To learn trust and surrender. To learn self discipline. To recognize my triggers and heal my traumas and shame. To see my strength that those around me can see. To learn the difference between arrogance and confidence (which I'm still learning). Many different entities trained and guided me in various forms of divination and psychic exercises–to different workshops, books, people, courses. It was far from easy, but I didn't give up. Hekate and Dionysus are my main Teachers. They're also very protective over me, and I am very grateful for Them.
In my 20's, if you told me that I'd be a Professional Psychic and an Oracle who practices consensual possession with different entities, I never would've believed you. I probably would have thought you were mad. Yet, that's the work that I do now, and I love it. Sure, it can be a pain in the ass sometimes, but it has many good moments, too. I love being a conduit for Deities and Spirits. I love serving my community. I'm also very proud of myself for not giving up…although I don't know that my Spiritual Family and Ancestors would've let me give up.
If you feel like there's something more–and accepting the can'ts doesn't feel right–explore it. See if it's possible to turn those can'ts into cans. It may not look anything like you thought it would. When I was younger, I wanted to help others like me who survived abuse. I was terrified that I'd follow those same toxic cycles that generations before me did. I worked hard to make sure that I didn't…even after I failed joining the Air Force. I failed becoming a cop. I let my family talk me out of becoming a therapist. I never thought that being a witch and a psychic would've been the way.
Here I am.
An absolutely wild ride that's not over yet.
Thank you for your support!
- Priestess Oracle Wren
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