Answering the Call
Hi, I’m Katie, a.k.a cooltoadstool. Being a witch is popular these days, but I was born with magic. I could tell you about finding a book on Wicca as a teenager, practicing solitary in my 20s, joining a coven in my 30s. But the most meaningful moments that shaped my spirituality happened in my backyard when I was 6. Under a tree at my grandparents’ house when I was 8. In a neighbor’s rose garden when I was 9. Long before I ever read a book or knew names for what I was feeling and doing. I was then and am now a witch. I believe that those called to witchcraft have heard the call for a long, long time. Now in my 40s, I’m tired of hiding my magic and making myself smaller for the comfort of others. I’m ready to live out loud, as my whole, shining self. Come with me if you’re ready to answer the call.
Enchantment is a Choice
During meditation, my spirit guide once called me “The Conduit.” A conduit is a channel to convey energy from its source to its destination. It transmits. I consider it the most important message I have ever received because it made me realize my purpose, the reason I’m here, what I’m supposed to do with my life: convey compassion to others, and teach them to transmit their authentic souls. To live a life of curious enchantment, charmed connection, conscientious wonder. To unlock their most real and joyful existence using the keys of creativity.
“What is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”
You have magic, too. It’s already there and waiting for you. I am not going to tell you how to use it, I’m simply going to help you remember that it’s there.
I have a lifelong fascination with trees. They are a calming and comforting presence. The song of their leaves rustling in the wind, the cool refuge of shade in summer, the centering experience of running my hand along their bark and watching the bugs and birds that live amongst the branches. A single tree is a beautiful soul but oh, to be in a forest! To sit in a grove! My admiration for trees grows as I learn more about them. Their sense of community. The ways they protect and nurture each other. How they work with other plant species, animals, humans, and bugs to survive and thrive. That they drop their seeds and slowly grow and change just as they need to, exactly at their own perfect pace. I strive to think and live more like a tree. I can stand alright enough alone, but I’d love to feel the support of being in a forest.
“A tree is not a forest. ”