Musings of a Hereditary Witch

Merriam-Webster Online Dictionary
Pronunciation: \-si-zem\
Function: noun
Date: 14th century
1: the act or practice of exorcising
2: a spell or formula used in exorcising

Twenty years ago, I participated with a group of women in 2 exorcisms. This was nothing like what you see in the movies. No head spinning, levitating, contorting body parts; no spewing of foul language or pea soup like substance. There was just this persistent, stubborn entity (in both cases) that had taken up residence within the subject.

In total there were 10 of us. Some of the women acted as guardians, holding the integrity of the circle. Others of us protected the subject while the Priestess attempted to make contact with the entity. Once the Priestess made contact with the entity, it told her that it was there to heal the subject’s shoulder (she had been scheduled for surgery), but in actuality, was making the pain worse. She then began calling in several deities, including Mother Mary, and opened a doorway to the Light. Stubborn and persistent, it didn’t want to leave. I don’t really know how much time passed (time isn’t relevant within a cast circle), but by the time the entity did move on, we were all exhausted and some of us drenched in sweat. Once the entity was gone, the subject felt immediately better. She did go on to have the surgery on her shoulder and was fine.

However, it is one thing to be the exorcist or an assistant to the exorcist and quite the other to be the subject, which I was, 2 years later.

My late husband used to run a healing night in our home once a week. We were both Reiki Master Teacher as well as skilled in other areas of healing. This was a great place for new Reiki’s to practice what they had learned. We also had other healers and light workers who came.

It was after one of these healing nights, once everyone had left, that I felt a heavy ache in my breastbone. Didn’t think much about it; cleared my energy; and went to bed

In the morning, the chest ache was still there and now I had a headache at the base of my skull. This went on for a couple of days. I pulled out all the tools I’d ever learned in regards to healing and energy. I came to the conclusion that it wasn’t my energy and that possibly there was an entity attached to me. Now this didn’t really alarm me. It was more like ‘ok, this is a new experience; now let’s take care of it.’ So I called a friend skilled in de-positions and told her what I thought and she said “Oh, not you.” To which I replied, “Yeah me.” She came right over.

As I lay on the table, she sat with her hands on either side of my head. She moved me into a relaxed state through breath work. Once there, she asked me to make myself very small and to step aside (something I learned to do when learning how to channel). She contacted the entity and he spoke through me. Interesting experience, he used my voice like labored breathing. The conversation between the Priestess and the Entity went, to the best of my recollection, something like this:
Friend: “Are you there?”

Me: “Yes.”

F: “Who are you?”

M: “I’m ______” (sorry, can’t for the life of me, remember his name, but I have it in one of my packed journals.)

F: “How did you get here?”

M: “From another.”

F: “From the healing circle?”

M: “Yes”.

F: “Why did you leave the other person?”

M: “I was drawn by her light.” (I have since learned to monitor my heart chakra better)

F: “How did you die?”

M: “I was in a battle. I was stuck in the chest by a sword. The force pushed me back. I fell and hit my head on a cart.” (I could see everything he was describing in vivid detail. The fall broke his neck and that’s how he died, though the sword wound would have killed him slower. I really felt sad for him.)

At this point, she asked him to step back and me to come forward. She asked me if I would like to release him. I told her yes and then she brought him forward again.

F: “Would you like to move on? Go to the light?”

M: “Yes.”

Together we opened a doorway so he could move on. As soon as he was gone, my chest ache and headache were gone. I felt lighter and happy to have helped this lost soul find peace.

As for the ‘other’, I had a talk with her, one I was not looking forward too. I related the whole story even the part about the other entities. I also told her I knew someone who would help her with them. She said she knew about the other entities and that she could take care of it. Ah, now why didn’t I believe her?

I no longer participate in exorcisms. However, I do stress to all of my students on the importance of knowing your own energy, ‘cause you just never know.