Last night I performed a spell over my boys.
They argue and fight terribly. It is a never-ending battle between them, with every weapon imaginable used (words, bodies, objects). My older son (who is 9) is likely close to meeting the criteria for mild Autism. While things have improved, he can have very intense behaviors and often has little control over his words. At times he loses control of his body and becomes physical. My younger son (age 7) has grown up with this unpredictability and heated chaos. He himself has quite a stubborn streak and temper, amplified by the dynamics of our household. My beloved and I have weathered much through these 2 boys, and fortunately our love is strong. I do not know what I would do without him.
Last night, as my babes lay sleeping in our bed, I cut locks of hair from all of us, mashed it with sweet-smelling roses from our garden, and spoke these words aloud,
“I call upon the magic power
In this day and in this hour
To help my boys to be friends
So we can be a family again.”
With my magic wand (recently made by me) weaving infinity and yin/yang over them, I smudged them, and called in every spirit guide, power animal and ancestral teacher that lays close to us. Then I went out into the garden and buried this concoction beneath my flower bowl that lies in front of Kuan Yin, the Goddess of Compassion.
I am writing to both share and to ask my Sisters and Brothers, is there more magic and energy I can do/shift/procreate in this house? I myself have quit smoking pot and have gone off antidepressants. I feel alive and wonderful, and so close to The Great Mother, yet this pulls the strings of every nerve in my body. I am asking simply, for help.
Diana Ray/April Aronoff
Photography By Diana Ray