NOTE: Names have been changed.
DISCLAIMER: Witchcraft is not something to be taken lightly. Don’t believe me? Just ask Christine O’Donnell; it ruined her campaign, and if you type her name in, the auto-search will say “Christine O’Donnell witchcraft”.
In 100% seriousness, you have to know what you’re getting into if you decide to dabble in the Occult. It could cause some unsavory consequences if you’re not careful, or if you don’t know what you’re doing.
HEX OR HOAX?
Remember Salem? It was a bad time for witches and Christians alike! If you weigh more than a Bible, you’re a witch. Thank goodness for scientists! But, is there such a thing as witchery? And does it work? Here are some true accounts to make ya go,Hmmm….
Let me segue into this piece with a little snippet I’ve heard about what appears to be a real witch sighting. It was nighttime, so it was obviously pretty dark out save for some lights scattered here and there. A man was standing outside his home and saw a woman sitting side-saddle on a broom off in the distance. She held his gaze as she floated by in mid-air. And then she flew away, out of sight. He was stunned, trying to figure out just what he had seen. There’s nothing more to tell, but that little tidbit leaves a lot to the imagination.
After getting some accounts of seemingly successful hexes, I compiled a few stories. Read on.
Sixteen-year-old Alex broke up with his girlfriend. Alex is now in his thirties, but he never quite got over her. He thought it was a simple case of love-sickness or guilt because of his youthful stupidity. He contacted her many years later, pouri.ng his heart out to her. He still loved her and thought of her quite often. He had done some pretty awful things to her, even though he was the one who wanted out of the relationship. In turn, she put a spell on him so that he’d never forget her. And he didn’t. He still has no clue that he had been hexed, and the only person who knew about it (other than the young girl scorned) was a friend. Through the years, Alex would pour his heart out to this friend about what could have been if he’d stayed with his high school sweetheart, but the friend never said a word to Alex about the curse.
There was a young woman we shall call Fran, whom everyone found obnoxious. She was always showing off and trying to get attention, and always taking credit for other people’s accomplishments in the work place. Sound familiar? Yeah. Thought so. Well, she trusted Marie with her purse, knowing that Marie wouldn’t have dreamed of rifling through her things or taking anything out of it. But Marie was not to be trusted completely. She snipped a stray thread from the purse handle and affixed it to a voodoo doll. Then she bent the doll’s limbs back and forth. The next day, Fran came to work bragging about how she was dancing at some club or party. Not unusual. She took any opportunity to show off her awful choreography, thinking people were captivated with her coolness while they rolled their eyes instead. Then she gave a play-by-play on which dance steps had caused her to hurt her arm and leg. Marie overheard Fran talking and giggled quietly to herself. “She just took advantage of me too many times,” Marie said. “And when I was running around trying to carry the workload of three people, she sat back with her friend and told me not to worry about it while they shared earbuds and the boss didn’t say a word. I got annoyed and walked out, telling her she could do it all herself then. After that she would run around saying, ‘Oh, let me get that for you!’ every time I lifted a finger, but I was so used to doing everything myself. The next day she told everyone she was going to beat me up, and that was the last straw.”
Miss Smith was fed up with a certain someone in her life. She couldn’t take any more of his nonsense. It was not her significant other, but rather one of his relatives. After he tried to sabotage her relationship and self-worth, she began to see how it affected her. She tried to ignore it for years, if only for the sake of keeping the peace. Finally, all those little things added up until her life became an uncontrollable avalanche. She got angry. And then she got even. She took all of the pent up emotions she’d hidden over the things he’d done and focused all of that negative energy toward him. Particularly, there was a completely unnecessary verbal cheap shot he had taken at her that echoed through her mind until it chipped away at her, helping to fuel her anger. “To put it delicately, I said that he should pee fire. The next day he had a really bad urinary tract infection. You have to be sure that what you say is what you intend, and you intend what you say. Otherwise, some wires may be crossed and someone could get seriously hurt. If you’re visualizing that you want someone to get a bad haircut but deep inside you’re imagining their hair falling out, the worst of your thoughts may overshadow the spell.” Now, this hex may be a coincidence, but it’s an awfully big one. I would imagine if you’re looking up UTI symptoms, it probably likens the pain to a burning sensation.
Now let’s move on to Vanessa. She was engaged to be married, until the truth came out about the person she thought she would spend the rest of her life with. Even worse, “the other woman” made Vanessa feel like the other woman! “I won’t go into great detail, but she just wasn’t this sweet, innocent person she played herself up to be. And when I tried to talk to her, she refused. I didn’t know what else to do and tried to play on her sympathy, but she didn’t want to discuss the situation, saying she didn’t need the turmoil in her life. She was just so self-absorbed, even when I pleaded with her she didn’t care. I was finally able to get her to talk, but she just was too dense to hold a conversation with. How could my beloved fall for someone like that, especially since he’d become so high-and-mighty about being so scholarly? I could tell she wasn’t ‘playing dumb’ so to speak, because of the notes I had found from her to him. And though she didn’t outright say it, she implied she was just using my boyfriend. So, even though I’m not proud of it, I hexed her. I wanted her lifestyle to catch up with her and it did. Not in an irreversible way, but just enough. So in a way, I didn’t really hex her. She did that to herself. I only sped up the process.” I asked why she didn’t hex the boyfriend. “Oh, I did. And as far as I can see, it’s working,” she said with a wink. “I just cast a different kind of spell on him.” Dare I ask for more? Sad to say, I didn’t.
Sheila was having a hard time at work. She had always loved her job, but after new management let people go to bring in their own employees, things got bad. The new crews was like a high school clique, sticking together and finding ways to make Sheila’s job harder, and her life miserable. She dreaded going to work now. She didn’t care when she was excluded from parties or break-time conversation, but she wasn’t getting important work-related memos. When she didn’t do something according to the new rules, the girls in the clique would tell on her. Some of the things they had done were just unbelievable. Sheila tried everything, from local management to the big dogs. With the involvement of counselors and human resources, things would get better for a while. But then it would go back to the way it was as soon as the fuss died down. Sheila’s sister, knowing the ordeal, bought her a hex book for her birthday. After looking at the book and finding an appropriate spell, she recited the words over and over. Within a short time, her coworkers quit, got transferred, or were fired. At last, there was one left, and she profusely apologized to Sheila, saying that she was not normally so catty or mean, but explained that the ringleader of the clique had such an influence over her that she couldn’t describe. With the leader of the pack gone, she said she was able to think more clearly which was what prompted her to give the apology in the first place. Or maybe she was worried about being the only one left with someone she had treated so horribly. As for the spell, Sheila changed a few words around by mistake, and what she said was what happened. As for the clique, I have to wonder if there was some sort of supernatural mind control going on, or maybe something a little less complex, like sheep mentality. Things are going great for Sheila now and she loves her job again. And because she saw the power of hexes, she never used that book, or any other of the sort, again.
Years ago, on a military boat, a man bragged how he loved the water and had several boats of his own. But he was an annoying, obnoxious braggart by the standards of many. So, two guys got together and secretly put a hex on him. The boastful seaman got…get this…seasick! He had to be reassigned, and that was that.
This case happened outside of the United States in a country where voodoo is widely accepted as real. A woman we’ll call Mary became very ill, and without reason. She got worse day by day, and she was hospitalized shortly after. Even after extensive testing, the doctors could find nothing to pinpoint the cause of her condition; the results were all coming up negative! Everyone thought she was on her last leg because she was so bad off. She had even lost consciousness for several days. Her sister went to a voodoo priestess for help, believing that Mary had been the victim of a voodoo curse. After the priestess conducted a ritual, Mary got better. Within a couple of days, it was as if she’d never even been sick! Who would want to put a curse on Mary, and why? A “friend” of the family was suspected. She couldn’t stand not being the center of attention. Furthermore, she had always seen Mary as a rival. Everything was going great in Mary’s life, and after being happily married for years and having her third child and only girl, Mary and her baby were hot topics again. Chalk this one up to a not-so-simple case of jealousy. After moving to the United States, Mary befriended a coworker. They had a lot in common, and both hailed from the same country. One day during a chat, Mary told her new friend about the voodoo curse. “I believe you,” said the friend, “because the same thing happened to me!” Although some details differed, the stories were quite similar.
The next time something bad happens, you may want to ask yourself if it is just a bout of bad luck, or something more. Because you just never know; there may be some unseen forces at work. But after spending so much time on hexes, I feel compelled to show some of the good things about witchcraft.
A man was healed of a glandular problem after his wife, unbeknownst to him, had used positive thoughts and prayers, and a photo of him with a healing crystal strategically placed on top. However, the condition returned some years later after he, unbeknownst to her at the time, began cheating on her.
When a person deals with someone they feel is evil, and there is no avoiding it, what can you do? Well, you can get some crystals or charms. Certain crystals have a natural ability to repel negativity, but if you use a charm, it seems you can cast a spell over it to protect the person from being harmed, physically or emotionally, from the “evil” person’s presence. In one case, after a person was given some crystals for this purpose, someone who was giving off some really bad vibes would flee at the first opportunity at hand.
A man with some financial troubles had been given a money charm. He had trusted the wrong people, so the money problems weren’t anything he had done directly. He was a little afraid of the money charm for a while, worried it might cause some sort of repercussion since money is associated with greed. But soon he would have to face the people who were imbezzling his money from his business in court, and he picked up the charm. He held it for a while, thinking how cool it would be if it worked. The next day, it was decided in court that they would have to pay him what they had taken, and they also had to pay him in damages. As it turned out, he had completely forgotten about the charm until he chatted with the friend who gave it to him some time later. When the friend brought it up, he admitted he was afraid of what consequences it might hold. The friend explained. “Oh, no, I had that part covered. The charm was specifically cast with a spell for ‘need, not greed.'”
I wouldn’t want to find myself on a receiving end of a hex, whether they’re real or not. It all just sounds way to coincidental for my tastes!