Hexing vs. Healing

I’ve been thinking about joining the Pagan Speak web ring. I was waiting for the new August topics to be posted, but since they seem to be delayed, I thought I’d try one of the July topics. Also, it ties in nicely with an essay I’m working on for my main site, part of which I will reproduce here.

Topic #1 : Hexing vs. Healing (thanks to Syrenichol)
What do you think about hexing vs. healing?
The saying goes, “a witch can’t hex, can’t heal,” but not every witch agrees to this. Wiccans follow a moral code, “an ye harm none, do as ye will,” but what about self-defense and the idea that you’d be harming someone’s will? Do you even follow the rede? If not what are your beliefs? Have you hexed, have you healed?

I don’t agree with the sentiment that a witch who cannot hex, cannot heal, if it is taken literally. Many Wiccans choose not to practice any sort of “harm,” following the spirit of the Rede. They likely still understand the mechanics and ideas behind a “hex,” even without preforming one. These people can still be excellent healers, usually because they are very empathic.

Banishing spells, which are useful for self-defence and healing, can be considered a “hex” in terms of the above statement, in that they can been seen to cause harm to someone’s self-will. But banishments cast to rid the body of a disease are actually positive. In reality, any spell can be twisted, becoming a “hex.” It is the care and concern of the practitioner that makes the difference.

In terms of self-defence, the line between “hex”, or harming, and “heal” are much more blurred. On one hand, by not taking any magical action, you are allowing yourself to be harmed. On the other hand, by casting a binding spell or something similar, you are harming the other person. So, where would I personally draw the line? First, I would take any mundane legal action required. Not doing so is just silly. Then I would tackle the problem magically from my end. By that I mean I would banishes negative energy (or whatever) from myself and cast spells to protect me, rather then cast binding spells on the other person.

I do my best to follow the Rede, and I do my best to cause as little harm as possibly. I’m not perfect. But I have never cast any spell that I would consider a “hex” or negative. I always try to find a positive way to tackle the problem.

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Ethics of a Relationship Reading

Tarot reader’s often post a Code of Ethics on their websites. Generally they are very similar, saying things like “I’m not a doctor or a lawyer, so always seek professional advice. I keep my readings confidential. etc.” But they tend to vary on whither or not the reader will preform readings about relations, a staple of “fortunetelling” type readings. Some readers will do them, no strings attached. Other readers say they will not perform any reading that involves a third party without the third party’s permission.

When I do a relationship reading, I am (obviously) doing the reading for the person in front of me, but also for the person they have a relationship with. The cards are read with respect to their feelings about one another. In that way, I am not prying into the other person’s life, I think. If the querent was very tuned into their partner, they should be aware of their feelings. Of course, not all of us are that tuned in, so the reading just feels to fine tune.

Now, if the reading were, say, about “What secrets is my partner keeping from me?” then I would have to decline. That is going over the line, in my opinion.

Rede and Reality (TV)

I’ve been thinking about the Rede a lot lately. Although it may cause some snickers amongst people who know me, I’m actually really interested in ethics. The biggest Wiccan ethic (and the only, according to some) is the Wiccan Rede. An it harm none, do as thou will. Or in simple, “If it is not going to hurt anyone, it is okay to do.” A tall order, really.

I’m going to branch off a little bit here, but stick with me. I’m not a fan of most reality TV, although I will admit I got a kick out of Joe Millionaire. I also really like to watch Big Brother. I wasted an entire morning this week reading forums recapping the live feeds of the latest edition of Big Brother. This past week I’ve also wasted time looking for information about Jennifer Lopez and Ben Afleck (who have now split), and dirt about why Bill Murray and Lucy Lui won’t work together anymore. I even watch Access Hollywood this week. Talk about slumming. 🙂

To bring it back to my original topic, does all this snooping and prying into other people’s lives contradict the Rede? Who am I harming? In the case of Big Brother, I don’t think I am harming anyone. These people went on this show knowing full well that people all over North America would be watching their every move. But I think the line is crossed when their lives outside of the house are discussed outside of the show (on forums, other TV shows, websites, etc.).

As for listening to all the gossip about celebrities, I think I’m moving into a seriously dark grey area here. If it is something that is done in public, then it isn’t so bad. But if it is something that has gone on in private, but that the media has discovered, then I don’t think it is okay. For example, yesterday on Access Hollywood, they were talking about the accusations about Kobe Bryant. Discussing the facts is well and good, but they brought up legal trouble his father had approximately thirty years ago, something to do with drug possession and a high speed chase. I really thought that it was awful to bring that up. And they also spoke about his wife’s parents declaring bankruptcy and getting divorced. What does that have to do with anything?

Where’s the harm, you might be asking. Well, I know the information will be out there whether I listen to it or not. Sadly, there is a huge appetite in North American, and most of the western world, for this sort of thing. The harm comes form the affect this has on the celebrities and their families. As I said, if it is something done in public, I don’t see much of a problem, as long as it is reported with some class. But then reporters talk about family members, or events unrelated to their career, it’s wrong. And by me listening to it, or actively searching it out, I’m only adding to the problem.

I guess I’ve figured out, that for me, watching reality TV isn’t against the Rede, but listen to celebrity gossip just may be.

A Solid Daily Card

I try to do a Tarot card reading for myself every morning. Generally I don’t get around to it. I’m either fighting to get quanta up and off to work, or I am getting ready to go out on an errand, or I get caught up in something else entirely. It wasn’t until this afternoon that I sat down to get August’s reading sheet ready. I’m only a week late, that’s not so bad.

Most months I focus on one specific deck for my readings, but this month I wanted to compare cards. I got out my new-old deck, the Witches Tarot, my Robin Wood Tarot, and my first deck, the Aquarian Tarot. I shuffled with the Witches Tarot, and the card I drew was the Price/Knight of Pentacles. Hmmm… a solid personality. Someone who is responsible, useful, and trustworthy. An interesting lesson for today. The cards from all three decks show a man who just seems solid, yet flexible. He is earthy, but not vulgar. I wonder if I am meant to be this person, or if there is another message here. Really, I haven’t been all that dependable or responsible lately. I’ve come down with a huge case of melancholy, and it is really starting to affect my daily life.

Interestingly enough, when I pulled a card from my Goddess Oracle, as kind of a guiding energy for the month, I got Shakti – Energy. Maybe this month I am meant to work on recharging my reserves.

Lammas

Yesterday was Lammas (also called Lughnasadh). It is the first harvest festival of the year. While all Sabbats are special, it seems to me that this is one of the least celebrated and discussed. But after saying that, did I celebrate it last night? Nope. August 1st snuck up on me completely. quanta is out of town tonight, in fact I hear his train leaving as I write this. So, tonight I will enjoy a nice dinner of seasonal produce, and preform a small ritual.

This brings me to the point of this entry – Are you a “bad” Wiccan if you don’t celebrate every Sabbat? I don’t think so. Life has a way of getting in the way of things that are important. But as long as you remember your spirituality and your faith, keeping the Lord and Lady with you, then you aren’t “bad.” I think this has the making of a larger essay. 🙂

Focus!

I have trouble with focus. In univerisity I was prefectly capable of focusing on the task at hand. I could look at everything I had to accomplish, create a to do list, and focus on the tasks at hand. My days had structure, mostly because it was the only way to get everything done.

Somewhere along the line I have lost my ability to focus. Perhaps it started in my last year of unversity. I chose to be a full-time student even though I only needed one more class to graduate. I knew I wasn’t ready to move on, but I didn’t work as hard as I was capable of. I coasted. I played video games, I read books, I goofed around. (No drinking binges and parties for me though.)

After university I moved in with my boyfriend (now fiance). It took me a little while to find a job, having moved to a new city and all. When I moved in with him, I didn’t take a lot of my things. I’m a book collector. I love to read and study, and I take comfort from my books. (I went to the library on September 11, 2001. It made me feel a little better.) I was at a bit of lose ends without my books. I passed the time by playing computer games, doing crafts and watching a lot of TV.

We’ve been in our new place a little over a year ago. Now I have all my books and things, and this place really feels like our home. (The city… well, that’s another story.) But those couple of years of drifting really caught up with me. I find that I can’t focus on anything for any lenght of time. There is so much I want to do and so much I want to learn that I find myself being stretched to thin.

What’s this got to do with spirituality? Well, can you be spiritual and still not have a clear path? Do you need to have a focus? For example, does one need to say “I will study Qabalah and Tarot only, and until I am comfortable with them I will studying nothing else”? Or can you pick and choose, jumping all over? Or should there be a method to your madness, studying one or two topics that appeal to you, and gently dipping a toe into another topic when it complements your main studies? And how the heck to you determine what your main studies should be? ~)

I don’t think this entry really cleared anything up for me. It’s just given me one more thing to think about.

What's Fluff?

One of the blogs I like to read is Practical Wicca. What the authors have to say is really well thought out and very smart. The most recent entry, The Anti-Fluff Bunny, has really given me a lot to think about.

I’ll admit that my site, The Lotus Pond, was created partly in response to all those darn fluffy pages out there. It’s hard not to read them and then think that you could do a heck of a lot better. In most cases, anything without midi music and a fairy flying after your mouse pointer would be better. *shrug* But I wanted my site to be more then just a reaction to the fluffy sites. I wanted it to be some place where I could share what I know, and share my spiritual journey. Am I achieving that? I’m not really sure. Judging by my logs, there is more interest in my tarot section then my Wiccan section.

With the combination of this blog and my essays on Wiccan topics, I think (I hope) I am on the right track. And you know what, if no one reads what I’ve written, it’s no big deal. By writing these essays, I’m learning a whole heck of a lot. To be able to write about what I know, I’ve really got to sit down and think about just what it is that I do know, and then go out and learn what I don’t. My ideas about a lot of things have changed since I first started writing for my site in November. That wasn’t so long ago, but in some ways is was a lifetime ago.

I think my advice to all the “fluffies” and anti-fluffies is never stop learning. You can learn a lot from each other, believe it or not. And, remember that it has been suggested by psychologists that the traits you most dislike in others are those that you most dislike in yourself. (Curse my weakness for sparkly graphics! 🙂 )

First Ritual Jitters

My first real ritual, many years ago, was to empower some pieces of rose quartz to give to several people who were going through different health problems. I had a few jitters, to say the least. First, at the time my parents were only mildly tolerant about my choice of religion. They were coming around, but pretty slowly. (The summer before we went to Salem as part of our holiday, and my mom loved the huge occult shop there, so that helped.) I was afraid they would interrupt me, unknowingly, or tease me, or something. Of course, they didn’t. 🙂

Secondly, I was afraid I was going to do the ritual wrong. I wanted these stones to help and comfort these people, not hurt them. What is I screwed something up? I had prepared myself ahead of time, and researched all the substitutions I wanted to make to make doubly certain they would work. When you are just starting out as a teenager and have very little funds, sometimes you have to find interesting substitutions for things. Sandalwood is your friend. In fact, I think I still have the bottle of Sandalwood oil I bought for this ritual.

The third worry was my pets. Both were exceptionally behaved animals, but they were curious. It turns out they showed up almost as soon as I began, but they were content to watch my every move from the bed.

Fourth, I was concerned about how these stones would be received by the people I was making them for. You see, I didn’t do the ritual to heal these people. Each one was suffering from something completely different – cancer, M.S., and depression, if I remember correctly. I knew no one ritual would help them all, nor did I want to do one without their permission. Instead, I wanted to create something that would be a focus for them, and perhaps a little token to remind them that someone cares about them. They were only people I knew from work, and who I actually lost touch with many years ago, but at the time they meant a lot to me. I actually still think about them occasionally because I am a big softy. Each one accepted the stone, and told me that it meant a great deal to them. I’m not sure if they were being polite or not, but if my gift helped just one of them, then it was worth it.

So, all those things worried me when I did my first ritual. But, I really didn’t need to worry about any of them. No one is going to make fun of you. If anything, the Lord and Lady will laugh with you if you make a mistake. They’ve got to have a good sense of humour, I think. And a good bit of study on actions, correspondences, myths, or what-have-you before you being should help with any worries about things not working out. And if they don’t, big deal. Try again the next time everything is right. It’s a learning process.

The World Needs More Quantum Physics

As usually, I’m reading several different books at once. (Many years ago I had a great attention span, but it has all be disappeared now.) One of the books, The Forest of Souls: A Walk Through the Tarot by Rachel Pollack, talks a bit about how and why the Tarot works. One of Ms. Pollack’s ideas is based on quantum physics. She puts forth the idea of “entangled particles.” Even after two entangled particles are separated, they will still show evidence of being in direct, instantaneous contact with each other. This is an example of two seemingly unrelated things effecting each other, much like Tarot and a person’s life. I’m obviously paraphrasing her ideas here, but I think I’ve got the basics across.

There is also the idea of the Uncertainty Principle. In a nut shell, by observing an event you change it. (This makes me think of Big Brother for some reason…) That makes me wonder about Tarot readings even more. Say my day was probably going to be pretty normal, with maybe a small incident with a rude person while on my way to the library. Most days I wouldn’t really notice. But, say on this particular morning I did a Tarot reading for myself and drew some cards that pointed to some sort of conflict involving a woman. Suddenly, I have changed the way I will view the rude lady. Am I creating my future with the reading, or am I changing the way I view things that would have happened anyway?

What happens when you don’t believe that the future is predetermined? I guess you don’t read Tarot! Just kidding. This is an understandable belief. Actually, I’m of the opinion that we create our own future based on our previous actions. I see Tarot as being like some quantum particles, who’s presence in the future actually appears to create themselves in the past. Tarot is able to pull out the our past actions, and use these to show us the actions will we make in the future. But, as always, there is an element of individuality.

Tarot also acts as a focus. Through it we can concentrate on our spiritual selves. Meditation, journaling, readings, etc. can all be used as a way to explore our inner self. Going back to the Uncertainty Principle, by this self-examination we change ourself in two ways. First, we change the part of the self we are examining. Secondly, we change the part of our self that is doing the examining. Doesn’t make sense? Ah, well, think about what is happening the next time you sit down for some quiet introspection.

Memories of a Deck, Old and New

Several months ago I traded away my Witches Tarot. In a way, I was glad to see it go. I had used it for many years, switching to it from my first deck, the Aquarian Tarot, but I had never really loved it. Recently I had really started to miss my Witches Tarot. The deck I had traded it for, the Mythic Tarot, had long ago been traded off for something else (the Tarot of the Cloisters). Neither felt the same. Truthfully, I don’t think I will ever develop the same sort of love/hate relationship with another deck. The correspondences annoyed me, the artwork seemed rushed, and the Cabala spheres were distracting.

A couple of weeks ago I noticed someone had the Witches Tarot up for traded. I quickly PM’ed them, and soon I sent them off a copy of the Zerner-Farber (a smaller version of the Enchanted Tarot, which I also once owned, but sold to a used bookstore many years ago) in exchange for a nearly new copy of the Witches Tarot. It arrived a short time later in a pretty blue bag with a book written to accompany the deck. I looked through the deck once, thumbed through the book, and put it all away.

Today I sat down with the deck again. I looked through it slowly. Some cards triggered memories, and others showed me details I had never noticed before. It was an odd experience though, since this deck as so new looking and my original one was worn. I knew every mark on it – the way the corner of one card as was a little bent, the way the card stock was coming apart on another, all the dark spots on the faces of the cards from the black backs. Memories of gently folding them into their black scarf, and tying it with a purple ribbon, after doing a reading in my high school drama class. The cold floor beneath me as I sat in front of my locker, doing a reading for a friend who I have long since lost touch with.

This is a new deck, though. I have done none of these things with it. I own other decks now that I get along with much better and who’s artwork I prefer (like the Robin Wood or Thoth). Will I bond with this new deck like I did with the original? I doubt it. My original deck was my friend through my difficult teenage years. It held all my jumbled emotions, which faded from it, and from me, as I grew up. It was well seasoned. This new deck is a blank slate. The memories and quirks of the original are still with me, but I have the chance to make this new deck something different.

Tonight though, I am going to find my old wooden box with the unicorn picture on the cover (and remember the trip I was on with my parents when I bought it), pull out my black scarf and purple ribbon, and gently put away my new, old friend.