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There is no black or white magic. Only magic that balances or unbalances.

If you knew a man who molested children, and you gave him a stroke, ensuring he never moves again… you took away his ability to cause pain. You helped bring balance back. Such magic cannot be called black.

If you cast on yourself a memory-improving charm, which placed you ahead of a classmate who deserved first place… you caused an imbalance. What to you was harmless was not quite. Such magic cannot be called white.

Most love spells cause imbalance, for the affections you take are not yours to claim.

Most revenge spells create balance, for you are merely giving back the pain you unwillingly obtained.

If you are powerful enough, you may do as you please. But know that those who cause an imbalance will owe a debt that will one day be collected.

Perhaps it was Disney, Harry Potter or Neopaganism that helped cement this black vs. white magic perspective in modern witches’ minds. But it is only the cosmic balance to which we should not be blind.

Advice for First-Generation Witches

I have a friend who decided she wants to be a witch. She asks me for a spell every time she overhears that some date is important to witches.

No ritual has ever worked for her. Not a single one.

Magic sees her coming from miles away then shuts the door to her face. Occult beings want nothing to do with her. Incantations do not wish to be pronounced by her mouth. Witchcraft tasted her and spat her out.

Because to treat the craft randomly is to treat it disrespectfully. Magic pulls away from those who see it as a hobby.

This path is not merely an interest. It is a way of life. Only those who understand this can truly harvest its benefits.

Becoming that person takes a while. But if you start here, you’ll get there fine.

I am still baffled that deities love me.

Low self-worth is not news for most of us, but it is easy to justify when a human friend likes or loves you, or shows kindness; they have blind spots, they're flawed, they just don't see how bad you really are, they're just too nice, on and on. Anything to argue that you are not actually worth something.

And then there's a god. This entity that is supposed to possess the wisdom of ages to an extent we can't comprehend, that has all the ability to swat you away and not want to touch you with a ten foot pole. They are good judges and in positions of power. But they like you.

How do you argue? How do you find a flaw in their logic? Where is their blind spot? They see you fully and they like what they see. You're lovable even in the eyes of divinity.

Maybe you are worth more than you think.