Photo Credit: Stephan Kotas Photography for Dark Beauty Magazine
You watch and look on as they praise the white witches and Wiccans. Find them easy to digest. Somehow their approach seems palatable; yet, it’s no different than yours. Folks shop at their stores. Buy their crystals and jewelry. Scoop up their incense and consecrated candles. Think it’s cute they wear henna, although historically it’s not their culture.
They attend their yoga classes, massage parlors, and spas. Drink their teas and tinctures. Share their herbal remedies. The same ones you’ve been sharing for over a decade. The same crystals you’ve placed in your bra and all parts of your person for years. The same henna you wore and they told you to take that devilish shit off your hands cause it could be some “voodoo-voodoo.” The same henna your boss complained about and claimed it violated the dress code. Yet, he couldn’t care less about Billy’s sleeve — visible from his sleeve.
I’m here to tell you, it’s OK.
You don’t have to hide.
