Witchcraft incantation rhymes have long been associated with spells and rituals performed by witches. These rhymes are a form of spoken or sung words that are believed to hold magical power and are used to invoke specific energies or bring about desired outcomes. The use of rhymes in witchcraft can be traced back to ancient civilizations, where chants and incantations were essential components of magical practices. These rhymes often follow a specific rhythmic pattern and are crafted using specific words and phrases that are believed to have magical properties. The main idea of these rhymes is to harness the power of language and sound vibrations to create a focused intention and amplify the energy of a spell. The act of speaking or singing these rhymes is believed to channel energy and direct it towards a specific goal or desire.
The conversation was brief, I kept getting interrupted as the sparrows that seemed to be all over the Gili Islands had begun a systematic attack and were flying at me from every angle. I do remember the conversation being both compelling and in-depth.
She was quick to point out that apart from the pathetically weak bhang lassi a shake with marijuana in it I had tried in India , I had no experience with drugs. Chorus Austin Mahone In the night when the sun goes down And your wild side comes out Baby, that s when you shake it for me Soon as that door shuts Turn the bed to a club Baby, that s when you shake it for me.
The act of speaking or singing these rhymes is believed to channel energy and direct it towards a specific goal or desire. Rhymes are also used to aid in memorization and enhance the effectiveness of spells. By using rhythmic and repetitive patterns, practitioners can easily remember and recite these rhymes during rituals.
Magic to Do
“How can we use the written word as an avenue to promote activism, change or inspiration within our society?” was the essential question for the Writing for Change expedition course. Students in this course were asked to submit at least one of their written works for possible publication. Sienna Homsher ‘25 submitted her personal narrative, “Magic to Do” to Teen Ink for consideration. Her piece was accepted and published on October 28, 2022! Sienna writes in her Author’s Note, ‘In the spring of 2022 I performed in the show Pippin with a musical theater company in Boulder, CO. However, as we continued to rehearse and drew closer to the performance, we began to feel as if our characters were taking over. I learned the importance of good friends in a time of struggle and how we all wear a mask and put on our own shows in our daily lives.”
Magic to Do
by Sienna Homsher ‘25 Published in Teen Ink on October 28, 2022.
Frantic footsteps fill the space outside the dressing room. The air was sticky from heavy breathing. It smelt of dripping sweat and hairspray. The stench of unwashed costumes combined with the flurry of setting powder in the air made me choke. My head spun and faces blurred in and out of my vision. Pale, white faces, dripping in stage blood, decoratively painted, stared back from the mirror. Hearts raced, a stream of excitement, anxiety, and emotions wound its way around us like a snake. Fiction and reality wrestled in our minds as our characters began to take over. Suddenly, I was alone. My little skirt offered no protection from the cold, dusty floor. A slight breeze brushed past my leg, escaping from the door propped open. I was in the dark corner backstage by the door. The world spun and around me clowns and characters rushed to their places. I was protected from the swarm, hidden in my lonely brick cubby. No one seemed to see me, I was alone. My head weighed heavy in my hands and someone seemed to be pushing me into the ground. Was this even real? It felt as though someone had found the loose string in my brain and began to pull, unraveling everything. I’m not really here, this isn't really me. What is this? Where am I? I began to pass out. I couldn't breathe. Reaching out for the wall, anything to keep me steady, a hand gripped mine and the world went dark.
Rehearsal dragged on long into the night. “Again,” echoed throughout my skull. My muscles ache and my lungs felt like giving out. The bright lights seemed to drill holes in my head and voices rattled my brain. I felt like collapsing. My sweat ran lines down my forehead and my heart pounded in my chest. Another step, just another movement, just one more time. I want to leave, I want to quit. Anything to get out of here. Cold white lights bore down on me, burning my eyes. I reached deep inside me searching for any last spark of energy. As they demanded more, I found I brought less and less. Was I supposed to be here? Why am I doing this to myself?
“Rivers belong where they can ramble
Eagles belong where they can fly
I've got to be where my spirit can run free
Gotta find my corner of the sky”
As I sang those lines I wondered, was it true? Was this mine or was I simply lying to myself, forcing myself into this suffering for one moment of joy?
“Hey, hey what happened? Are you okay?” I shook my pounding head, trying to bring my view back into focus.
“Why won't my hands stop shaking
When all the earth is still”
The images spun, not registering in my brain. I lay on the floor, two people hovering over me. On their faces were painted eerie smiles and tear drops. One had a gash dripping with blood on their forehead and their face was white as a ghost. I recoiled, lurching back startled. It took a few seconds before I recognized them as my friends, in full makeup and costume, ready to go onstage. I began to cry, sobbing against the wall. My skin crawled and I wanted to scream. I couldn't breathe and my chest wracked as I gasped for air. I needed to get out of here, run, anywhere but here. I felt them grab me, pulling me up as I slid down the wall. Arms wrapped around me, holding me tight and hands rubbed my back gently. Their soft voices eased over me like a blanket. Shaking, I softened into their embrace. It must have been a strange sight, three clowns all crying in a doorway.
A hush came over the audience, the lights dimmed. I heard Carrie step onto stage, the microphone crackling as she announced the show. Pippin! The thing I had dedicated my life to for the past three months. And this was it, closing night. My head still spun. I was Pippin, I was trying to find my purpose, I was drowning in this endless sea. The audience erupted in applause and the bright spotlight lit up the stage. We took our places and the lights began to beat down like a thousand suns. “Think about the sun, Pippin. Think about her golden glance. How she lights the world up! Well. now it's your chance.”
Step right, leap left. Spin. Smile. Remember your steps. Breathe. Reach for the lights and let the songs envelope you.
“We’ve got magic to do. Just for you”
As we took our bows I watched the audience cheer. They beamed with joy, grateful for the entertainment we had provided. It was never real but they applauded nonetheless. They loved the show we put on. They will never know, never see what happened backstage. When your show is good enough, no one cares what it took from you to put it on. No one sees behind the curtain, no one takes off the mask. Don't we all go from one show back to another? We hide behind our curtains and put on our masks. We search for our mark, always feeling one beat behind. But we return to that show, day after day. It is far less glamorous, without the fancy costumes or dramatic makeup. No script guides you and no director leads the way. There is no music, no intermission, and no ending in sight.
Holding up a jug he threw in a large handful of mushrooms. He was just about to slot it into the blender when he glanced at me, as though he were sizing me up, before grabbing another handful and throwing it in with the rest. Laughing like a mad scientist he threw the switch and broke into a quick rendition of ‘pass the dutchie to the left hand side’ as we both waited for the mushrooms to be sufficiently puréed.
This helps in maintaining a focused state of mind and ensures that the intention behind the spell remains strong. The choice of words and phrases used in incantation rhymes is also significant. Certain words or sounds are believed to have inherent magical properties and can be used to invoke specific energies or deities. By incorporating these words into a rhyme, witches can tap into these energies and align themselves with a particular intention. Furthermore, the use of rhymes in witchcraft also adds an element of symbolism and mysticism to the practice. The rhythm and melody of the rhymes create an enchanting atmosphere during rituals, allowing practitioners to enter a heightened state of consciousness and connect with the spiritual realm. It is important to note that the effectiveness of incantation rhymes lies not only in the words themselves but also in the intention and belief of the practitioner. These rhymes are merely tools that aid in focusing energy and intention, and it is the individual's belief and connection to the divine that ultimately determine the success of a spell. In conclusion, witchcraft incantation rhymes are a powerful and ancient tool used by witches to channel and direct energy during spells and rituals. These rhymes harness the power of language, sound, and intention to bring about desired outcomes. The use of rhythm, specific words, and repetition in these rhymes adds a mystical and symbolic element to the practice of witchcraft. Ultimately, the effectiveness of these rhymes relies on the belief and connection of the practitioner to the divine..
Reviews for "Channeling Energy: How Witchcraft Incantation Rhymes Fuel Magic"
1. Samantha - 2 stars
The "Witchcraft incantation rhymes" book was a big disappointment for me. I was expecting powerful and authentic spells, but instead found a collection of generic and clichéd rhymes. The language used in the incantations was unimpressive and lacked any real depth or creativity. Overall, it felt like a compilation of overused phrases that anyone could find on the internet. I was hoping for a more profound and well-researched book on witchcraft, but unfortunately, this wasn't it.
2. Marcus - 1 star
I regret purchasing "Witchcraft incantation rhymes" as it proved to be a complete waste of money. The book provides no original content or unique spells; instead, it offers rhymes that can be found anywhere else, or worse, are simply made up with no real magical significance. I was also disappointed by the lack of guidance or explanations on how to properly perform the spells, which left me feeling confused and frustrated. If you're serious about practicing witchcraft, I would suggest looking elsewhere for more reliable and substantial resources.
3. Emily - 2 stars
Although the concept of "Witchcraft incantation rhymes" seemed intriguing, the execution fell flat for me. The book lacks substance and depth, providing only basic and repetitive rhymes that do not evoke a strong connection to witchcraft. There was no real exploration of the historical or cultural significance of incantations, which I found disappointing. Overall, it felt like a rushed and shallow attempt at creating a witchcraft book, leaving much to be desired.
4. Jacob - 1 star
I found "Witchcraft incantation rhymes" to be incredibly underwhelming. The rhymes provided in the book lacked creativity and were not particularly inspiring. It felt like a lazy attempt to capitalize on the popularity of witchcraft without adding any real value. Additionally, the book lacked organization and structure, making it difficult to navigate and find specific information. I would not recommend this book to anyone seeking genuine and authentic content on witchcraft.