Okay, so, I’ve been messing around with this “dreaming of witchcraft” thing, and let me tell you, it’s been a wild ride. It all started with a simple idea, and it just kind of snowballed from there.
Getting Started
First, I gathered some basic supplies. I mean really basic. Think candles, some herbs I found in my kitchen, and a notebook I had lying around. I didn’t want to go all-out at first, just dip my toes in, you know?
- Candles: Just regular white ones, nothing fancy.
- Herbs: Rosemary, thyme, and bay leaves. I figured, why not? They smell nice.
- Notebook: To jot down any weird thoughts or, I don’t know, visions?
The “Ritual” (If You Can Call It That)
So, I lit the candles, sprinkled the herbs around (made a bit of a mess, honestly), and sat down with my notebook. I didn’t really have a plan. I just closed my eyes and tried to, like, feel something. Anything. Witchy vibes, I guess.
I focused on my breathing, cleared my mind (as much as I could with a toddler running around upstairs), and just…waited. I kept repeating “dreaming of witchcraft” in my head, almost like a little mantra. I have no idea for how long.
The Dreams (Or Lack Thereof)
The first few nights? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I woke up feeling like I usually do – tired and craving coffee. But I kept at it. I figured, maybe it takes time to, you know, unlock your inner witch.
Then, a few days later, I had…well not a vision exactly, but a really, really vivid dream. I was in a forest, surrounded by glowing mushrooms and talking animals. It was bizarre. They kept telling me, and I wrote it in my notebook, to trust my “gut” but it was so messed up.
So, that’s where I am at the moment. It’s been a weird, sometimes frustrating, but ultimately pretty cool process. I wouldn’t say I’m a witch now, but I’m definitely more…open…to the possibility. Still figuring it out, and that’s also the beauty of the whole experiment.
