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Back in 2009, when I first moved to Portland and first began to put myself out there as a fledgling massage therapist, I started to develop some right upper leg and hip pain. I didn’t think a lot of it, and it would come and go over the years, sometimes screaming at me loudly and other times quiet and in the background. It was pretty silent for a few years and then started up again maybe 8 years ago, so loudly that I was concerned.

Right now, so many folks are feeling that calling from within to meet this moment, but aren’t sure how to live it in the world. So many of you feel that spell dissolving, but it’s being met with lifetimes of protective mechanisms stored in your body, built to keep you safe. And keep you small. This is the Witch Wound.

Regardless of how something is broken, forgotten, or separated, the process of healing is almost always a slow and intentional one. Stitch by stitch, we mend something back together. Breath by breath, we remember to come back into relationship with a part of us we’ve discarded. And through this process of repair, what has been broken or separated weaves itself back to wholeness again. Remembers its true form.

Do you know the story of Chiron? The wounded healer? Chiron, a master of the healing arts, was accidentally struck by one of Hercules’s venomous arrows, causing him incurable, excruciating pain. As he was immortal, he was subject to live with his pain in perpetuity. Yet, as a healer himself, Chiron’s wound allowed him to cultivate empathy and understanding for those he served. His pain allowed him to develop strength of character, and offer compassion to those he would help