Books, Surroundings, victoria b.c.

Something Wicked This Way Comes

I have been having a ball “witch hunting” recently. Oh, what? You don’t witch hunt? Well, I’ve always had a thing for history and learning about different religions, cultures, and societies both ancient and modern. When I was in university I took a Women in History class and there was a segment on witches that I fell in love with.tumblr_mrwg3poBNx1rp8l2lo1_500

The idea of witches/Wiccans/Satanists has been around since the biblical ages. Many scripts warn people of witches or those who practice Black Magic and say that any act of that sort is punishable by death. In early Europe though, especially in the UK and Ireland, peeps got a little carried away with this instruction causing tens of thousands of executions. It was especially scary if you happened to be born a woman and did anything out of the ordinary. Depending on how harsh your fellow townspeople were, you could be in danger of being called a witch if you had red hair or laughed in public. Or even if you were widowed.

This kind of behavior made it easy for men and women alike to accuse almost anyone of being Satan’s mistress. Often times if a fellow member of society didn’t like someone, they could say something like, “When she looked at me, her eyes pierced through my soul!” and bam–they were a considered a witch. It was a game of one person’s word against another’s.tumblr_mox6z1S1Pn1ra7whpo1_250

Most people know how these medieval communities would judge if someone was a witch. It was pretty gruesome. Basically, the belief was, if you were a practicing witch, you wouldn’t be able to feel any pain or at least wouldn’t be capable of showing that you were hurt. It was also believed that witches couldn’t drown, so of course the easiest way to test this would be to hold suspects under water and if they drowned–congrats! They weren’t a witch! And if they didn’t, they would be put to death. A win/win really.

That’s not to say all women accused of such crimes weren’t practicing witchcraft. Some were. There have been accounts (some true, most probably false) of covens or circles of women that would meet in the forest at night, naked, sacrificing animals or even dead human children to Satan. Spooky stuff. There were also a handful of women who confessed to being witches in early modern Europe.tumblr_me5a8bjRVS1rdyfv3o1_1280

Most witches, but not all, had a vast knowledge about nature and the human body. Midwives who tried different techniques for removing children from their mother’s womb had to be careful not to be accused of magik. Same with those who had a keen sense of herbs, spices, and anything from the apothecary. This seems stereotypical but many witches, even today’s modern Wiccans have a profound knowledge of such things, as well as crystals, stones, and many animal and insect species.tumblr_msl39rnSC91qdv8q2o1_500

Of course the scare of witches has moved all around the world. One of the biggest, most common hunts was in Salem, Massachusetts from 1692-93. This was a particularly popular case because there was mass hysteria and the public actually held court room trials about it.tumblr_ms2gseOR2f1soehg5o1_1280

You wouldn’t believe my excitement when I started to research witches/Wiccans in Victoria, B.C. (where I live now) and the results showed that it held, at one point, the highest population of witches in North America. Of course I quickly grabbed my purse and ran out the door to find out more about the topic. I went to a used book store and found their Wicca/witchcraft/occult section. I was looking more for a history of witches in B.C., but only found a lot of how-to books. Which were still amazingly cool.

I asked about a book that is out of print called Michelle Remembers. Every time I asked about it, people gave me a weird look and smile like, “Ohh you’re into that stuff?” Apparently this book is the maybe-true-maybe-false story of a girl who lived in Victoria that had insane night terrors to the point where she would find herself  awake and screaming. She visited a psychologist who used hypnosis to find out the root of her problem. Apparently when she was younger, she was abused in satanic rituals. Super creepy. The book is out of print and impossible to find. But I’m on a waiting list for it. My husband of course has not only read it, but also been to the house where she lived. It’s been knocked down but the address numbers used to be 666. Spooooky! I feel like I’m telling ghost stories right now.Michelle_Remembers

On my journey I visited a couple stores that focus on the metaphysical world. Both had a wide selection of books, but none on the history of witchcraft in general or in Victoria. And both had many crystals for sale. Recently I purchased a quartz crystal pendant, which not only looks chic, but also gives me power, energy, and clarity. Jus’ sayin’!tumblr_mps584W3sH1r0ue6ro1_500

I was super intrigued when I visited a store in Fan Tan Alley (a 4 foot-wide alleyway downtown that people used to visit during the 19th century to illegally gamble, drink, and do other things…) called Triple Spiral where I talked to a woman about classes that I could take to learn about witchcraft/Wicca/occult magik. You even get to create your own spells and rituals! So cray cray. I guess it’s taught by some of the high priestesses in town and is supposed to be a great series of classes. It’s out of my price range though. How cool is it that they offer that kind of thing?

Lastly, here are some ways you can add a touch of witchy wonder to your drab, everyday life:

Listen to:

“Rihannon” by Fleetwood Mac

“Season of the Witch” by Donovan

“Wicked Annabella” by The Kinks

“Black Magic Woman” by Santana

“Witchy Woman” by The Eagles

“Wicked Witch” by Lene Lovich

“A Witch’s Promise” by Jethro Tulltumblr_mc0t5qqXcr1qau76oo1_1280

Read:

The Crucible by Arthur Miller

Michelle Remembers by Michelle Smith and Lawrence Pazder

The Witch Hunt in Early Modern Europe by Brian P. Levack

The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Wicca and Witchcraft by Denise Zimmerman

The Crystal Bible by Judy Hall

Apply:

Wicked nail polish by Essie

Black Shatter nail polish by OPI

Magic Spell Juicy Tube by Lancome

Ceridwen’s Cauldron bath melt by Lush

Magic Ink liquid eyeliner by Benefit

Watch:

The Witches (1990)

Practical Magic (1998)

The Wizard of Oz (1939)

American Horror Story: The Coven (FX 2013)American-Horror-Story-Coven-Season-3-Poster-3

Watch Ironically:

Hocus Pocus (1993)

Harry Potter (2001)

Theater:

Wicked: The Untold Story of the Witches of Oz

Macbeth by William Shakespeare

Eat/Drink/Smoke:

Soups

Tea

Poison (or regular) apples

Spices

Clove cigarettes

Wear:

Crystal pendants

Vintage Rings

Lots o’ black

Lace-up boots

Long billowy skirts or dresses

Opium by Yves Saint Laurent

Midnight Poison by Diortumblr_mtna4hexDe1qgw2foo1_500

Visit:

Cemetaries

Underground tunnels

Ghost Tours

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Feelings, Food

Blood Types

Have I mentioned that I like ANYTHING that relates to me?

Something that frustrates me a lot is when people don’t know information about themselves. It shouldn’t bother me, but it does. This might sound conceited, narcissistic, egotistical, etc, but I love any information that has to do with myself. I enjoy astrology, Chinese astrology, genealogy, the meaning of names, family crests, birthstones, palm readings, tarot cards, basically anything that tells you about yourself. If I lived in the 17th century, I would have been deemed a witch for sure. Actually, I did a Ghost Tour in Edinburgh and guess who was chosen to be the witch burned at the stake? ME. Only because I was popping my gum the entire tour and the tour guide hated me. Sorry, but if my gum popping throws you off, how are you ever going to make it in life?

An important detail about oneself that I think is of value to know are blood types. Many people in Canada don’t know their blood types. I don’t know why. Fun fact: my husband is adopted. I married a mystery man. He, of course doesn’t know his blood type. AND he doesn’t even care. I always say, what if you got in a car crash and they needed to give you blood?! He says that testing blood is so easy and quick that it wouldn’t matter. Well if its so easy and quick, why don’t you know your blood type then?

I used to give blood at school blood drives and church blood drives. Basically at any blood drives. I’m surprised I don’t have AIDS by now. A few times I got turned down because I was anemic or something. I guess I don’t get enough iron in my diet. Sorry I don’t eat spinach, prunes, red meat, liver, oysters, or egg yolks. Sorry I’m not disgusting. Sorry I’m not sorry. My blood is fine. The nurses are clearly just jealous that I have perfect blood and they have chunks of iron floating around in theirs. Maybe Paul shouldn’t find out his blood type. Too much drama.

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