A spoken-word affirmation redefining witchcraft as healing, nature, and ancestral reverence rather than stereotypes of hexes and brooms. The speaker claims her voice, hands, and bones as sources of magic and calls listeners to embrace their own healer birthright.
I am a witch, but I don't fit into a mold. I'm not into skulls, hexes, or brooms. I'm into healing, nature, and truth. I am a witch. I'm coming into my own, using my voice, finding my magic.
Forging my own path, because that is what we witches do.
It's time to reclaim, to put the hunter aside, to stand unafraid, to honor my ancestors, to nurture myself. Pass on this wisdom to anyone else. I am a witch. My magic is in my voice, my hands, my bones. I wear many hats. I look unassuming, but a fire burns within me. I say this for myself and to all who are not ready to accept their birthright to be the healer inside.
