the soul centre

Going nuts–or, rather, not going nuts–was the soul and centre of witchcraft, and this was how it worked. After a while, a witch, who almost always worked by herself in the tradition of witches, had a tendency to go… strange. Of course, it depended on the length of time and the strength of mind of the witch, but sooner or later they tended to get confused about things like right and wrong and good and bad and truth and consequences. That could be very dangerous. So witches had to keep one another normal, or at least what was normal for witches. It didn’t take very much: a tea party, a singalong, a stroll in the woods, and somehow everything balanced up, and they could look at advertisements for gingerbread cottages in the builder’s brochure without putting a deposit on one.
—  Terry Pratchett, I Shall Wear Midnight
Left to itself, it’s possible that your particular horoscope would say: “Yes, your chart reveals that you will endlessly repeat these non degenerative emotional habit patterns. Your relationships are doomed from the start. It would be far better for you to enter a monastery or a convent and become a monk or a nun”
But there is another solution.
One that is at the core of soul-centred astrology
You can change what is written in your horoscope. By acting at your lowest good, you can turn an otherwise very good horoscope into a very challenging life. But by acting by your highest good you can definitely transform an astrological lemon of a chart into terrestrial lemonade. The sugar is consciousness
—  Alan Oken

The Soul Centre, 1971
Based at the back end of Portobello Road, home of London’s famous Saturday street market, The Soul Centre was once the place to go for the latest rudeboy sounds from Desmond Dekker, Prince Buster and Scratch Perry, as well as the best Stateside vibes from the likes of the Spinners and The Jackson Five. Photograph by David Wisdom

Sagittarius Ascending

The Heavenly Archer and a Celestial Target 

Individuals born with Sagittarius Ascending symbolize the spirit’s first footsteps onto the human world. The arrow and the glyph relate to their light vision into the heavens and the establishment of an objective that revolves around a soul-centred life. With the Earth as their ruler, Sagittarius Ascending individuals express the aggressive need to know ‘God’ intimately, through all forms of philosophy, religious studies, nature, animals, literature, travel and intellectual expansion; and their mission is very much about shooting an arrow into the distance and searching for an existence beyond the mundane. Sagittarius Ascending express through the Third Ray of Active Intelligence which emanates the Ray of Earth and Saturn; the envisioned spiritual goal fused with a practical purpose. 

Sagittarius Ascending love the unexplored, and let the unknown become them. These individuals confront double bodied life themes and can wander through life experiencing dual states of consciousness. Always in search of the higher truth, those born with Sagittarius Ascending are seduced by new insights and enjoy the intellectual expansion of higher education, long journeys and cultural assimilation. There tends to be intrinsic pangs of wanderlust and constant yearnings to escape to exotic, far away places where their true soul comfort awaits. These individuals require the bigger picture and spend much of their time projecting dreams and visions into the future. They are attached to the search for their own inner truth and will be hesitant to adopt a belief they haven’t devised from their own experiences. Sagittarius Ascending individuals experience bursts of intuition and universal knowledge that spontaneously erupts into consciousness; and they readily fuse intellect with illumination. 

Those born with Sagittarius Ascending are noted for their adoration of higher spiritual purposes and ultimate truth. The deepest part of their truth stems from their own experiences and much of their energies are poured into the continuous, rapturous expansion of consciousness. Much of Sagittarius Ascending’s soul purpose revolves around finding divine faith and higher truth through intangible matter and the transformation of duality with unity. Here the soul stops identifying oneself with its physical body, and begins to feel the stream of numinous flowing within him; where a life becomes dedicated to the spirit, and prepares for initiation in Capricorn. It has always been recommended that if one was searching for esoteric knowledge and spiritual enlightenment to meditate on the Sagittarius Archer; and life constantly thrusts new dimensions and worlds into their inner consciousness. Much of the knowledge the Water Bearer pours from his cup is  the knowledge garnered through the stars of Sagittarius.  

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This time 6 years ago, this beautiful man was taking his soul to the Staples centre, where he would rehearse for his upcoming tour “This Is It”. Not an idea of the worst that was yet to come, only a few hours later…

… I think about him everyday of my life, no matter where I am. I have had my lows and I have had my highs, but I have always been grateful to call him my idol. He has taught me the true meaning of life. Through his music I have found inner strength. And although I may not be able to get up everyday and expect new photos of him, or get the chance to hug him, see him, or speak to him, I still cherish every moment that he gracefully lived on this earth.

Thank you for everything you have done. You are my true hero, and I miss you so dearly.

~ Also.. I just had to add that photo from Moonwalker in it. I needed to add a lil spice to this devastating post..~

Elder Island

I saw a quote on the internet under a video (link below) “139 VIEWS !!! SHAME ON YOU INTERNET !!!  FEEL THE MUSIC ON A DIFFERENT LEVEL !!!“ whch I kinda agree with, if your mind is open and you like the sound then this should be one hell of a set. I’m hoping it’s a full band for entertainment and not just the band behind the decks. 

Video for this song here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LZQxinzVHAY

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Scorpio - The Zodiac’s Sorcerers

Traditionally in astrology, Scorpio are the zodiac’s alchemists. These are the first pharmacists who endorsed witchcraft and harnessed the use of magic and nature for medicine. Of all the signs, Scorpio are blessed with the incredible ability to recharge the energies of other people, and the keywords surrounding this sign follow the theme; healer, rebirth, life, death, medicine, trauma and transformation. Scorpio energy expresses through magic, other worldly connections, merging with the deity, potions, spells, exorcism, mediumship, mental health, incense, charity, psychic healing and past lives. Halloween is is Scorpio’s holiday, which represents their affinity with the hidden and the occult, and their ability to see past the ‘masks’ of other human beings. The soul centred Scorpio, astrologically known as the Phoenix is the ultimate healing force, inflamed with exceptional inner brilliance and a hypnotic magnetic resonance. Astrologically, the sign of Scorpio is connected to physicians, medical doctors, pharmacy, sorcery, healers and surgeons.

The middle of the season’s Fixed energies tied with the depth of Water give Scorpio incredible powers of concentration. They have brilliant minds for chemistry, science and physics, and are natural pharmacists, medical researchers or health analysts. As our connection to the collective unconscious, the Water signs represent the zodiac’s healing forces, and Scorpio’s ability to empathize and gauge the emotions of another give them brilliant insight into how to remedy somebody’s distress. Like the Phoenix, Scorpios are survivors. They can erupt into piles of ashes courtesy of their self destructive nature. But the polarity is true. They can also transcend, soar and transform. They can bring forth from the ashes new and bedazzling life. During this phase their intense perceptions will bend toward compassion understanding, rather than judgment. Their eroticism will reach beyond passion, toward love. Scorpio are survivors, people have died countless times over; and they have an incredible insight into how to guide others through the flame, how to breathe new life and transformation into others.  As the ruler of the reproductive zone, their connection to the body part of creation instils their powers of regeneration and creation in the human form.

The word ‘pharmacy’ is derived from ‘sorcery’ and Scorpio are the zodiac’s sorcerers. Governed by the Pluto, the radioactive healing liquid, Scorpios are all about provoking the given reality for the unconscious - the taboo, the occult, the mystical, the secrets, guided by Pluto’s purging of the polluted, toxic and viral. Here destruction meets creativity, causing a tremendous alchemical reaction between attraction. The Egyptians believed the scorpion represented initiation into sacred mysteries, and Scorpio has a natural access to this, ancient knowledge one where they find their healing remedy. The highest incarnation of this sign, is the “embodiment of love winning out over adversity, harmony arising out of unavoidable conflict, and the resurrection of the life force through a totally dedicated and self-conscious human being.” The highest of Scorpio is following her cosmic duty, the divine plan, and fighting for the whole humanity. Scorpio are easily hurt, and possess an incredible insight into the energies that promote healing and ultimate rebirth.
-Cherry

  • Baby: I... I
  • Mum: I love you?
  • Baby: I'm just excited to see my lord and saviour Baphomet represented in such glorious Italian stone. I do hope his eyes gaze upon me and then my allegiance is recognised. Notice me senpai! Notice me! Part of me wishes that angel statue would come to life, and King Baphomet would rise and two eternal juggernauts, right here in the middle of the city! But for what is this battle raging for you ask? I don't know. What stands at the centre? To that I say, my soul is at the centre, offered up to the ageless ones! Only to be torn in twain. It's like you can't have one without the other, y'know? Like I'm equal parts God and the Devil. A cloak of shame covers this man, and only supreme light would wash my body clean. But how could that light possibly reach me, with the thick clouds of indecency surrounding my poor soul. So I carry my wrongdoings on my back, like some kind of tormented hiker, lost in the hills of misfortune, looking desperately for that peak to rescue him from the valley of depraved habitual self pleasuring. But again I found nothing, except for sweaty devestated loneliness and a thousand judgemental eyes staring back at me, from the covers of a stolen Victoria's Secret catalouge. I didn't take your mail Mrs Pemberton! Stop asking me that! Leave me alone!... Satan's pretty cool.

Happy birthday, @sciencefictioness! Here’s some meister!Gray and scythe!Natsu for your (Soul Eater crossover) Gratsu needs :)

*Edit: I got a message from someone saying they couldn’t load anything after “Read More”. Here’s a link to find it on Ao3:

http://archiveofourown.org/works/5843311


“Meet me out back when you’re done?” Gray looked back over his shoulder, waiting on a response.

A smile curled the edges of Natsu’s mouth. He’d heard rumours of meisters who constantly ordered their weapons around. He was glad that Gray didn’t seem to want that kind of partnership.


“Yeah, I shouldn’t be more than a few minutes behind you.” Gray simply gave him a nod before walking out the door.

“Please just leave me alone,” a small voice cried.

Lucy?

“Not so tough without your horny weapon partner, are ya?” Another familiar voice snarled.

“Aren’t you tired of this yet, Zancrow?”

Gray’s brow tensed. He knew Rustyrose and his partner were shitheads the moment he laid eyes on them.

He ran around the corner to find Lucy backed against the wall with one of Zancrow’s arms on either side of her head.

“Oi! Leave her alone!” Red eyes narrowed as they regarded him and he pushed off of the wall and stomped over to where Gray stood.

“Or else what, pretty boy?”

Gray looked past him at the meister still shaking against the building. “You all right?” She simply nodded, throat too tight to respond. “Good. Get going, okay? I’ll handle this.”

He got a quiet thank you in return before Lucy ran back in the direction he had come from.

“Hey, you scared off my date!” Zancrow growled.

“You’re a real creep, you know that?”

“I tried to tell him…” Rustyrose began, shoulders lifting in a shrug. Zancrow shot his meister a dirty look. It was starting to feel like he never had his back.

Gray ignored the malicious tension he felt and turned stormy blue eyes on Rustyrose, “It doesn’t matter what you told him. You didn’t stop him. You aren’t much better than he is. You two are made for each other.”

“What did you just say?” Rustyrose growled, hand flexing. Zancrow’s body took on a luminescent glow, itching to shift into his demon lantern form.

“You heard me. You two are nothing but bullies, picking on Lucy when Loke’s at home sick. She just started here a week ago. She hardly knows anything about being a meister let alone defending herself without her weapon. You’re fucking cowards.”

“That’s it!” Rustyrose snapped. “Zancrow!" 

The weapon’s sharp teeth bared in a sadistic grin before a flash of white took his human form and left a black lantern with a red chain in it’s wake.

Gray heard the window above him fling open and crash against the wall, "What the hell do you think you’re doing, Rusty?!” Natsu bellowed.

Gray didn’t have to look at him to know there was a murderous glare on his face. He could feel the rage in Natsu’s soul wavelength. He could feel the protective nature in those waves all around him, encompassing him in a way that made him feel safer than he ever had.

“You’re too late, Dragneel!” Rustyrose cackled. “Your precious meister will be a pile of broken bones before you can get down here!”

The silver haired tech dropped the lantern from his grasp and began to swing it in circles by the chain, faster and faster, gaining momentum with each turn. “You’re gonna learn your lesson the hard way, Fullbuster.” Zancrow’s metallic voice threatened.

“It’s going to be a real pleasure teaching you, too!” Rustyrose chimed in.

The black lantern came up over his shoulder once more and Rustyrose let it fly forward, arcing over his head and coming straight for Gray.

Gray didn’t flinch. He knew he had nothing to fear. He could hear steel sailing through the air, coming right for him.

He reached his arm out and caught the black scythe, letting it rotate once around his hand before holding it steady in front of him.

The lantern crashed into the blade, and with a flick of his wrist and a grin on his face, Gray sent it hurling back at it’s wielder.

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A Healthy Relationship With Food

We all have that friend, who’s thin, gorgeous, and seems to be perpetually gliding around in sport leggings and a crop top and living off burgers and cheesy snacks. It can make those of us – myself shamelessly included– who spends a lot of our day forcing ourselves to walk AWAY from the snack bar on campus, to feel like we are just wasting out time. That maybe, it’s all about genetics, and we will never look as thin or healthy as our DNA blessed squad members.

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Scorpio - The Zodiac’s Sorcerers

Traditionally in astrology, Scorpio are the zodiac’s alchemists. These are the first pharmacists who endorsed witchcraft and harnessed the use of magic and nature for medicine. Of all the signs, Scorpio are blessed with the incredible ability to recharge the energies of other people, and the keywords surrounding this sign follow the theme; healer, rebirth, life, death, medicine, trauma and transformation. Scorpio energy expresses through magic, other worldly connections, merging with the deity, potions, spells, exorcism, mediumship, mental health, incense, charity, psychic healing and past lives. Halloween is is Scorpio’s holiday, which represents their affinity with the hidden and the occult, and their ability to see past the ‘masks’ of other human beings. The soul centred Scorpio, astrologically known as the Phoenix is the ultimate healing force, inflamed with exceptional inner brilliance and a hypnotic magnetic resonance. Astrologically, the sign of Scorpio is connected to physicians, medical doctors, pharmacy, sorcery, healers and surgeons.

The middle of the season’s Fixed energies tied with the depth of Water give Scorpio incredible powers of concentration. They have brilliant minds for chemistry, science and physics, and are natural pharmacists, medical researchers or health analysts. As our connection to the collective unconscious, the Water signs represent the zodiac’s healing forces, and Scorpio’s ability to empathize and gauge the emotions of another give them brilliant insight into how to remedy somebody’s distress. Like the Phoenix, Scorpios are survivors. They can erupt into piles of ashes courtesy of their self destructive nature. But the polarity is true. They can also transcend, soar and transform. They can bring forth from the ashes new and bedazzling life. During this phase their intense perceptions will bend toward compassion understanding, rather than judgment. Their eroticism will reach beyond passion, toward love. Scorpio are survivors, people have died countless times over; and they have an incredible insight into how to guide others through the flame, how to breathe new life and transformation into others.  As the ruler of the reproductive zone, their connection to the body part of creation instils their powers of regeneration and creation in the human form.

The word ‘pharmacy’ is derived from ‘sorcery’ and Scorpio are the zodiac’s sorcerers. Governed by the Pluto, the radioactive healing liquid, Scorpios are all about provoking the given reality for the unconscious - the taboo, the occult, the mystical, the secrets, guided by Pluto’s purging of the polluted, toxic and viral. Here destruction meets creativity, causing a tremendous alchemical reaction between attraction. The Egyptians believed the scorpion represented initiation into sacred mysteries, and Scorpio has a natural access to this, ancient knowledge one where they find their healing remedy. The highest incarnation of this sign, is the “embodiment of love winning out over adversity, harmony arising out of unavoidable conflict, and the resurrection of the life force through a totally dedicated and self-conscious human being.” The highest of Scorpio is following her cosmic duty, the divine plan, and fighting for the whole humanity. Scorpio are easily hurt, and possess an incredible insight into the energies that promote healing and ultimate rebirth.
-Cherry

The fandom has finally caught on to Death’s message from the sixth season on it all being about the souls, and souls have taken centre stage in the episodes of the eleventh season.

We’ve had a lot of talk about who might be missing a soul and for what reason, and we’ve talked about whether Castiel has a soul, especially following Our Little World. The consensus seems to be that Castiel is in possession of a human soul, and most people seem to believe that he developed one ex nihilo. The alternatives would seem to be that a soul was spontaneously born in him, that Metatron inserted one into him as he removed Castiel’s grace, or that a pre-existing soul found its way into Castiel. What ever the means of his receiving a soul, it would indeed seem that Castiel’s ‘four wheels’ (=car =vessel) has 'four legs’ (=angel grace and human soul) on them.

But in a related topic, I’m going to ask the question I hadn’t seen anyone ask so far: Does Metatron have a soul, or does he not? This is an important question regarding the aforementioned topic, as he is also an angel that has had his grace removed, and it is through the parallel of Metatron that we might approach Castiel’s situation.

The conditions for not having a soul, as outlined in Thin Lizzie, are not sleeping, not dreaming, and not eating. While Sam ate in his chilly droid period, we don’t know that he needed to, as hunger comes from the soul according to Famine in My Bloody Valentine. While Castiel was diagnosing Sam in Family Matters, we also discovered that Sam did not feel, although he had physical sensations. So let us use this in diagnosing Metatron.

We saw him eat pancakes in Book of the Damned – and in this he was paralleled with soulless Len that had lost his appetite for pancakes. But we don’t see him eat or refer to any food in Our Little World, and while he mentioned the unending indignities of being human, he makes no reference to digestion this time. Although he does say “Daddy’s got to eat” as an excuse for stealing a dying man’s money, we may take this as weak negative evidence to his not eating. And we have no evidence at all that he feels hunger.

He does not mention sleeping or dreaming in Our Little World. We know that he has a bed in his apartment, which might indicate sleeping. But we also know from Castiel that he has bed bugs in his bed and a stone tablet under his mattress, which might indicate that he does not sleep. Again, there’s indication that he might not sleep – and likely would not dream even if he did.

So, does Metatron feel? This is where the difference between Metatron as angel and Metatron as a human come into play.

As an angel, Metatron did not feel like a human feels. I’ve written in the past about how he coveted, but did not understand desire. He still seems to covet as a human. But he is cold. He watches a man die, and may have helped him die bar intervention. But as a human, we saw him heal several people – to his own ends, certainly, but the angel Metatron would have considered what Marv did petty.

Metatron did not show any fear of Castiel, and this may be the strongest evidence for him not having a soul. He most likely should have feared Castiel and his retribution. But instead he keeps egging the angel on to near loss of life. Note also that his new chosen profession took him to seedy alleys in the dead of night without weapons to seek out danger to film. And this was an angel with a heightened sense of self-preservation instinct that had caused him to hide himself for millennia.

Not only do we not see Metatron display any emotions – physical sensations, yes, he is distraught by the beating he receives – he cannot even recognize the emotions on Castiel. He also explicitly says “I was faking it”, in reference to the “Fake it till you make it” that had been said about dealing with soullessness both in Thin Lizzie and Clap Your Hands If You Believe…

It would seem that Metatron is without a soul.

It is also noteworthy that Metatron seems to have been human for about a month, because this establishes a parallel between Heaven Can’t Wait, Our Little World and Black. The first two are obvious, both Robert Berens’ episodes, meant to be contrasted. Contrasted in the episode itself in many ways.

We see the difference between Castiel and Metatron: one spent a month finding the real dignity in humanity by cleaning the vomit from the Gas-n-Sip restroom, while the other suffered from the indignity of humanity by becoming a purveyor of the metaphorical human excrement. But Dean is also a parallel to them – and it is lampshaded by the episode reminding us that Crowley spent five weeks paying his astronomical bar tabs.

Unlike Metatron, Dean had his soul, “wee bit more twisted, a little more mangled beyond human recognition”, but all his. And according to Castiel, Dean had chosen to remain a demon because he could not face the pain of being human. All three of them spent around a month in hiding. Dean with his own demonized soul.

Metatron with no soul.

And Castiel with a human soul.

If we may use Metatron to establish that angels do not just spontaneously grow souls when their grace is forcibly removed from them, the question of why Castiel’s wheels have four legs on them becomes very interesting indeed.

Left to itself, it’s possible that your particular horoscope would say: “Yes, your chart reveals that you will endlessly repeat these non degenerative emotional habit patterns. Your relationships are doomed from the start. It would be far better for you to enter a monastery or a convent and become a monk or a nun”

But there is another solution.
One that is at the core of soul-centred astrology

You can change what is written in your horoscope. By acting at your lowest good, you can turn an otherwise very good horoscope into a very challenging life. But by acting by your highest good you can definitely transform an astrological lemon of a chart into terrestrial lemonade. The sugar is consciousness

-Alan Oken

Children of the light

Between the age of 18 and 21 is when people start to “remember” or regain the level of consciousness they had when they died in their last incarnation. This process is painful emotionally, mentally and physically. Simply because being intelligent, knowing the truth in an delusional world full of fools is painful…ask Jesus. People may develop anxiety, social detachment, depression. People will have suicidal thoughts whether consciously or subconsciously. Some may act on them, most will drink the truth away with alcoholism or take drugs to push the pain away, so far away that they become part of the deluded masses. But the few will stay strong and feel the pain, wearing the armour of Gods strength, knowing that enlightenment is the reward. It is a painful process but it is something we must go through in order for Gods will to be done. There is only a small few of us left, most have been deluded by darkness. But please do not be sad, have the knowing that God has been guiding us and he will not fail us now. To hear the truth of what has been said listen to the Grandmaster Thoth, the thrice God Hermes Trismegistus, the one that Isaac Newton himself praised “Hermes, I know not how, has discovered the whole truth” grandmaster Thoth who’s last life was incarnated as Jesus. Child of light listen to Thoth’s guidance if you are experiencing these negative thoughts or emotions.

Quoted from the famous: The Emerald tablet
“Deep in the silence, first ye must linger until at last ye are free from desire, free from the longing to speak in the silence.

Conquer by silence, the bondage of words.
Abstaining from eating until we have conquered desire for food, that is bondage of soul.

Then lie ye down in the darkness.
Close ye your eyes from the rays of the Light.
Centre thy soul-force in the place of thine consciousness, shaking it free from the bonds of the night.

Place in thy mind-place the image thou desireth. Picture the place thou desireth to see. Vibrate back and forth with thy power.
Loosen the soul from out of its night.
Fiercely must thou shake with all of thy power
until at last thy soul shall be free.

Mighty beyond words is the flame of the Cosmic, hanging in planes, unknown to man;
mighty and balanced, moving in Order,
music of harmonies, far beyond man.

Speaking with music, singing with color,
flame from the beginning of Eternity’s ALL.
Spark of the flame art thou, O my children,
burning with color and living with music.
List to the voice and thou shalt be free.

Consciousness free is fused with the Cosmic,
One with the Order and Law of the ALL.
Knew ye not man, that out of the darkness,
Light shall flame forth, a symbol of ALL.

Pray ye this prayer for attaining of wisdom.
Pray for the coming of Light to the ALL.

Mighty SPIRIT of LIGHT that shines through the Cosmos, draw my flame closer in harmony to thee.
Lift up my fire from out of the darkness,
magnet of fire that is One with the ALL.
Lift up my soul, thou mighty and potent.
Child of the Light, turn not away.
Draw me in power to melt in thy furnace;
One with all things and all things
in One, fire of the life-strain and
One with the Brain.

When ye have freed thy soul from its bondage,
know that for ye the darkness is gone.
Ever through space ye may seek wisdom,
bound not be fetters forged in the flesh.

Onward and upward into the morning, free flash, O Soul, to the realms of Light. Move thou in Order, move thou in Harmony, freely shalt move with the Children of Light.

Seek ye and know ye, my KEY of Wisdom.
Thus, O man, ye shall surely be free.”

Left to itself, it’s possible that your particular horoscope would say: “Yes, your chart reveals that you will endlessly repeat these non degenerative emotional habit patterns. Your relationships are doomed from the start. It would be far better for you to enter a monastery or a convent and become a monk or a nun”

But there is another solution.
One that is at the core of soul-centred astrology

You can change what is written in your horoscope. By acting at your lowest good, you can turn an otherwise very good horoscope into a very challenging life. But by acting by your highest good you can definitely transform an astrological lemon of a chart into terrestrial lemonade. The sugar is consciousness

-Alan Oken

I need to talk about Granny Weatherwax.

As the Tiffany Aching books progressed I had this impression that Granny was… Dying. Not sick, just old, so old that her body had begun to falter. She was starting to die of old age.

I saw that and I thought, no, not Granny, it mustn’t happen. She embodies the soul and centre, to borrow her phrase, of witchcraft on the Discworld and arguably parts of Roundworld. I didn’t want to face her mortality.

Then Terry Pratchett died.

And somehow, in the midst of this mourning, I realised that… That I was wrong. Wrong about myself. I saw the reason that I feared Granny’s death.

Because I need it.

I need to see how that incredible woman faced death. A witch who, if any could, must possess the skill to avoid death and who never would. She’d know better than to resist, come her time. I needed to see her make peace with herself, to prepare the world for her departure.

Now I’ll never know. I’ll never see that last part of her life. And I asked myself, should I write it? Should I kill Esmeralda Granny Weatherwax?

Which is when I realised WHY I needed to see her death written down. Because in her, that angry woman, reluctantly good witch, who understood the power of story but was not beholden to it, would be a facet of Terry facing his end. The anger, the understanding, the will. Through Granny, a chance to understand.

That chance is gone.

Now here I sit (and here I am ashamed), with a story growing inside me. The last story of Esmeralda Weatherwax, in a sense. She has so much to do, so many fools to protect from themselves, and she knows that she’s going to die. What an embuggerance. Well, first she must do the job that’s in front of her.

What right have I? Beyond a gaping hole in my chest.