On Becoming a Word Priestess
I write so I can heal.
I heal so I can write.
I do this to help make a world
that works for everyone.
The Journey
I’m fascinated by words and worlds. I always have been. Before I could read or write I was obsessed with words and books as well as the spirit world. My curiosity about everything was and still is endless.
I became a storyteller before I could put stories on paper. I would tell them through my dolls and by the time I was eight I began experimenting with writing and putting on plays in the basement of my childhood home.
At that age I also became an investigator into the nature of reality. A friend and I explored the spirit world through seances of sorts on a few occasions and I read
all the books in the library on the paranormal.
It wasn't until I was a teenager that the poet in me was born. My eighth grade English teacher taught us how to write a Haiku. It felt like I was making magic with words. Metaphor infiltrated my consciousness and changed me forever. As did reading a book on spells. Magick began to weave into my life in many ways.
But somewhere along the line I lost my sense of direction. This only got worse when my father died. I was 14 and my family fell apart. For years I felt I had to hold it together, but I felt inadequate to the task. In the craziness I forgot myself in so many ways. Finally thyroid disease struck the final blow and I found myself living in a fog no longer sure of anything.
One day I woke up to the fact that something wasn't right and got treated for the thyroid condition. From there everything began to change.
I remembered I loved to read and write. Though I completed a degree in English and Philosophy the year before, I was burnt out from working and studying and the disease was beginning to take over. But once I began to get well, everything came back to me.
I realized it had been more than the disease that had made me forget. I spent my twenties living a life that wasn't mine because I latched onto someone that felt safe instead of someone who was my match. As I grew and changed the life that wasn't mine began to dissolve. An 11 year relationship ended. It was painful. But I know it was necessary.
Life began to open up. Magic wove itself into my life again. The changes were foretold by an encounter with a crow. One cold October afternoon, a crow flew from across the street and brushed my hair with its wing. Crows are harbingers of change and bringers of magic.
Not long after I met someone who was my match online and moved to California from Nova Scotia. I was finally beginning to live the life of my choice. But there was still a lot of work to do.
Eventually I realized the stories I told to and about myself weren't very empowering. Could I tell a more empowering story? I found out that I could. I started to realize that we are the weavers of our lives and have the power to choose, create and live life from the heart.
I’m fascinated by words and worlds. I always have been. Before I could read or write I was obsessed with words and books as well as the spirit world. My curiosity about everything was and still is endless.
I became a storyteller before I could put stories on paper. I would tell them through my dolls and by the time I was eight I began experimenting with writing and putting on plays in the basement of my childhood home.
At that age I also became an investigator into the nature of reality. A friend and I explored the spirit world through seances of sorts on a few occasions and I read
all the books in the library on the paranormal.
It wasn't until I was a teenager that the poet in me was born. My eighth grade English teacher taught us how to write a Haiku. It felt like I was making magic with words. Metaphor infiltrated my consciousness and changed me forever. As did reading a book on spells. Magick began to weave into my life in many ways.
But somewhere along the line I lost my sense of direction. This only got worse when my father died. I was 14 and my family fell apart. For years I felt I had to hold it together, but I felt inadequate to the task. In the craziness I forgot myself in so many ways. Finally thyroid disease struck the final blow and I found myself living in a fog no longer sure of anything.
One day I woke up to the fact that something wasn't right and got treated for the thyroid condition. From there everything began to change.
I remembered I loved to read and write. Though I completed a degree in English and Philosophy the year before, I was burnt out from working and studying and the disease was beginning to take over. But once I began to get well, everything came back to me.
I realized it had been more than the disease that had made me forget. I spent my twenties living a life that wasn't mine because I latched onto someone that felt safe instead of someone who was my match. As I grew and changed the life that wasn't mine began to dissolve. An 11 year relationship ended. It was painful. But I know it was necessary.
Life began to open up. Magic wove itself into my life again. The changes were foretold by an encounter with a crow. One cold October afternoon, a crow flew from across the street and brushed my hair with its wing. Crows are harbingers of change and bringers of magic.
Not long after I met someone who was my match online and moved to California from Nova Scotia. I was finally beginning to live the life of my choice. But there was still a lot of work to do.
Eventually I realized the stories I told to and about myself weren't very empowering. Could I tell a more empowering story? I found out that I could. I started to realize that we are the weavers of our lives and have the power to choose, create and live life from the heart.
The Formal Spiritual Path
My story is about the path of self-discovery. More formally it's a path that I've been on for nearly 20 years. First I became a Priestess of Ma'at (the goddess of harmony and right order) in the Fellowship of Isis and then a Licensed Practitioner of the Science of Mind Philosophy through Centers for Spiritual Living. Actually, I resonate with the interspiritual movement and follow many paths including Paganism, Science of Mind, Buddhism, Hermeticism and Creation Spirituality.
My story is about the path of self-discovery. More formally it's a path that I've been on for nearly 20 years. First I became a Priestess of Ma'at (the goddess of harmony and right order) in the Fellowship of Isis and then a Licensed Practitioner of the Science of Mind Philosophy through Centers for Spiritual Living. Actually, I resonate with the interspiritual movement and follow many paths including Paganism, Science of Mind, Buddhism, Hermeticism and Creation Spirituality.
What is a Word Priestess?
Since ancient times women have been healers. Some heal with their hands or herbs,
some through counsel, some with music and others, like me, with words.
To me, words are powerful magic and medicine.
A Word Priestess
is called to write
believes words are sacred
believes words and books can help us heal
wishes to bring healing to the world through her story and insights
some through counsel, some with music and others, like me, with words.
To me, words are powerful magic and medicine.
A Word Priestess
is called to write
believes words are sacred
believes words and books can help us heal
wishes to bring healing to the world through her story and insights
Word Priestess Creed
I believe in the power and magic of words.
I believe we weave our world with them.
I believe we can change the world with them.
I believe in using words to connect,
heal, inspire and encourage.
I’m a word weaver. I’m a Word Priestess.
Let’s use our words to heal ourselves and the world!
I believe we weave our world with them.
I believe we can change the world with them.
I believe in using words to connect,
heal, inspire and encourage.
I’m a word weaver. I’m a Word Priestess.
Let’s use our words to heal ourselves and the world!
