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Author: Lavender Sage
Posted: November 15th. 2017
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What would you call me?
I'm just now realizing that for as long as I can remember, I have always been interested in all things deemed, "witchy".
As a child, I remember while other girls my age were playing house with their dolls, I would be out collecting rocks and crystals. While they were playing games of tag; catch, and Red Rover; I would be playing under the trees in the densely wooded areas near our house; totally unafraid to be out on my own. I used to love lying in the grass, walking barefoot, and staring up at the stars or clouds in the sky. (I still do, actually.) I loved playing in the dirt, and feeling the cool dampness against my skin. (My cousin had a worm farm, and I would be the only girl there playing with the worms.) I loved all the little crawly insects and watching them go about their daily lives. I am drawn to ladybugs, bees, and fireflies-- even June bugs with their prickly little legs.
Animals seem unafraid and drawn to me. I'm against hunting for sport and I think raising and using animals for food should be done as humanely as possible.
I remember walking to a neighbor's house down the road from us and spying a beautiful tree- a Weeping Willow- although I didn't know it the time. I just felt drawn to it and would go sit underneath it for hours. (I'm sure the neighbor woman thought I was crazy. Some strange child she didn't know sitting in her yard.) I'm not happy living anywhere I'm not surrounded by trees. I spent most of my childhood sitting in a tree overlooking the house.
I have always loved being near the water- whether it be a lake, the ocean, or even a small stream. It makes no difference to me. I can't even swim. I can watch fish in an aquarium for hours.
I've always had a penchant for black cats, and named my first one, "Salem". I felt like he was my best friend and he went with me everywhere. He even followed me to school and would sit up in the tree outside my classroom until it was time to go home. He was with me for years until one day, he climbed up in my lap, gently grabbed my face with his paws and licked it; and then he was gone. I never saw him again. I always felt that was his way of telling me goodbye.
I've never felt afraid of storms, or the weather. Lightening and thunder fascinate me. I love the rain.
I love sitting outside in the dark and watching the sky. The moon and stars are so beautiful. It's peaceful and I'm unafraid by myself, although I probably should be.
Halloween has always been my favorite holiday-- even though I've never gotten caught up in any of the trappings. I love the mystery of it and the glow of a candle or flame.
I can walk in a room full of strangers and sense what they're feeling-- even if they act otherwise. I'll find out later my instincts were right. People seem compelled to tell me their deepest secrets. It's why I prefer to be alone. I hate watching the news, sad movies, or documentaries because I can feel the character's pain. It just hurts too much. I'd rather watch a comedy or a gripping historical drama.
When I was a teenager, other girls my age were reading Harlequin romance novels. I was drawn to Gothic romance titles. I wasn't a "goth", or "emo". I wasn't unpopular. I could hang out with the cool kids or the nerds. I was just different. I've always felt disconnected from myself; like I'm looking down on myself; watching, as I go about my daily life.
I don't care about popular opinion, or power plays. I believe in God. I abhor greed in any form. People who use or abuse others disgust me. Kindness always matters. I'm attracted to the underdog and have always wanted to be a healer. I'm a Registered Nurse by trade. My patients always seem to do well on my shift, no matter how badly they've been before. I can usually tell whether a patient will make it or not the first time I see them.
Sometimes I feel like I hear someone whisper or I see things out of the corner of my eye. I can go places people say are haunted and feel fine. It's like I can feel if it's safe there or not. I've had vivid dreams of my loved ones after they died where they came to me and told me they were fine.
I usually know what people are thinking before they say it. I've been told that I have an uncanny ability to "read" people. I notice when people "cross" me, something "bad" seems to happen to them quickly. Instant Karma, I like to call it. This happens whether I think about it or not.
I've always been fascinated with the prospect of mermaids, faeries, and lost civilizations-- particularly the Lost City of Atlantis. My favorite cartoon characters are the little mice in Cinderella.
I've always felt like someone is protecting me, and have even had two psychics tell me I have a "hedge of protection" around me. One told me I was "a sage in the winter season of my life and had learned all my lessons." I still don't really know what that meant. I was in my 40's at the time.
I'm a Virgo with Capricorn rising, and from all outward appearances seem very calm, collected, and logical. On the inside, my mind is fascinated by the unknown. I don't feel like I'm psychic or have any unusual abilities. I do feel like I may be an Empath, from what I've read about it.
So, from reading this, what do you think?
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