Fed up, furious, and magical as f*ck.
It doesn’t take long for most people to realize the following things about me: I’m loud, opinionated, and not the type to take any shit. (I am a Jersey girl, after all!)
Scrappy from the start
Looking back, I can see that I was always fighting against systems designed to keep us small, even before I consciously embraced magic.
I always questioned authority and challenged unfairness because, on some level, I knew we all deserved better.
Young Kelly, a witch of the [Fisher-Price] people
Drawn to magic at an early age
Maybe it was the reruns of Bewitched or my aunt’s “Sabrina The Teenage Witch” comic books.
Maybe it was just that instinctive knowing that we all have magic inside of us.
Either way, I always felt a pull toward witchcraft.
I believed the fireflies in my backyard were fairies…
And pretended to control the weather on windy days.
I devoured my horoscope in the daily newspaper…
And begged my mom for the scrolls in the supermarket checkout.
Magic called to me everywhere.
More than “just a phase”
Instead of outgrowing these things, I went deeper as an adult, expanding into spell work and bringing magic into my everyday life.
I learned to do tarot and read energy and my claircognizance grew stronger. I realized that I picked up on things about people without actually being told.
For more than two decades, I worked with mentors and teachers to develop my gifts, honing them into practical skills that not only enhance my own life, but allowed me to help clients, too.
Sharing my gifts
Whether it was a tarot reading so insightful we had to break out the tissue box, a road opening spell that helped someone land their dream role, or a freezer spell to stop a school bully, I realized I loved using my magic to help people transform their lives.
Enter: magical activism
My shift to revolutionary magic was less journey of exploration and more rage-inspired pivot.
Like so many of us, I’d become increasingly distressed by the state of the world. I knew I had to do something, I just wasn’t sure what.
I felt helpless, scared, and angry and knew other people felt that way too. So I made a post on social media suggesting we all try manifesting the same thing to make it happen faster and, just like that, something clicked.
I had been hosting and participating in group ceremonies most of my adult life. I knew coming together to focus on a singular intention creates a stronger vibration. I just hadn’t seen it used in this context before (though I’m sure it existed somewhere).
A clear, new direction.
The idea of bringing people together to transmute their (understandable) rage into action was like the final piece of a puzzle snapping into place. After all, if our collective power wasn’t worth fearing, why would the greedy fucks at the top invest so much to keep us divided?
And, while I wouldn’t call myself a seasoned activist, helping people transform their lives using their inherent magic? That I know how to do. Combining the two things felt like the obvious next step.
Creating a community for collective change
Your energy amplifies mine. Mine amplifies yours. That’s why I created a space for frustrated magical people to come together and use that amplification for good.
The Witchery is a place where we work together to change our lives and our communities for the better, by incorporating magical activism into our daily routines and focusing our collective intentions.
