Woman hits rock bottom, in desperation turns to voodoo witch to solve money woes…
There are times when you have to give it all you’ve got. The whole “bibbidi-bobbidi-boo!” treatment as I like to think of it…
And when Lila came to me for a money spell, that’s just what I did.
Lila said, “You’re voodoo witch, right? I’ve lost my job, I’m in big debt, and about to be homeless. Can you help with a spell? I need money so bad.” It was a pretty tall order, but I know that nothing is impossible, it just means that sometimes it might take slightly longer to achieve.
I set to work right away. I knew what I needed, some rare herbs and roots you gather at the time of the shadow moon. And it was close to that time – the moon was waning. Two more nights and it would be the right time to gather what I needed. That was handy, as it gave me two nights to get the rest of the working together.
In many ways, I’m not comfortable with being called a voodoo witch, or even just witch. I simply follow the old ways and practise natural magick. Nevertheless, voodoo witch or not, if I can help people, I will.
So I left my home and went out to the swamplands of Eastern England under the pervasive darkness of the shadow moon. After about an hour and a few encounters with stinging nettles and a couple of hedgepigs, I located the key herbs and plants I needed, and sang to them as I picked them – like I always do. It’s always seemed a natural thing to do as far as I’m concerned, and I always make a point of thanking the plants for their help.
Then I set about calling upon the land, air, fire and water spirits to bless my witchcraft spell and charm – in this case a money-drawing witch bottle. I gave the spirits thanks, and then left for home.
I let Lila know the spell had been cast, and the next day mailed her the witch bottle that would begin the process of drawing money to her.
Within a week, Lila had secured a new, cheaper place to live. It wasn’t a palace, but it wasn’t a flea pit either, and with Lila’s touch, the place would soon be her own little sanctuary. Soon, she received an unexpected tax refund – all refunds from the tax man are unexpected, but this one was truly amazing in its size and timing. And then a friend secured her a job in the accountancy department of a big firm.
She got in touch again recently, saying, “I owe it all to you and your voodoo witchcraft spell. I can’t thank you enough.”
I just said that I was really an “enabler”, helping her find the power within to turn her Life around. The compliment was nice. But honestly I truly believe I help people to help themselves.
Writer and purveyor of the magickal arts.