the Nature of spirits

over the last few months i have seen a lot of posts concerning demons, and a lot of those posts label demons as ‘evil’.

this for me, raises the question; what is ´evil´ really?

is evil defined by a spirit, or entity, acting on intentions to hurt you?

because if so, should´nt we also label tigers and other predators as evil? they too occasionally hurt people with the intention to do so, but we do not label those as evil, because it is in their nature to do so. just as it is in our own nature to wish ills, upon people, who have not treated us with the respect we demand.

so why do we label spirits from the lower realms, and demons, as evil? if you do not treat the tiger with logical measures, meant to protect yourself, you will get hurt.

no spirit or entity is purely `good´, nor is any entity only evil.

i don´t consider demons or lower realm entities evil, nor do i consider them as lesser than, say, angels. i consider them different.

tho i compared demons and entities with the tiger, this is not to be understood as if they should be treated like animals, quite the opposite. i am simply meaning to say that you should never underestimate a spirits potential of hurting you.

demons and spirits, should be researched, as you would research an unknown, potentially dangerous predator, before locking yourself in a cage with them. entities are very different then animals, and should never be ordered around.

always treat demons, angels, spirits, deities and other entities with the utmost respect, only then can you expect to be treated with respect yourself.

 

 

 

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introducing: me

i see it fitting that my first post should be a self introduction, so here we are.

My name is Anna/Sam. i’m an eclectic witch, living in the beautiful countryside of Denmark.

i’m a neuro-divergent spiritualist, diagnosed with bipolar disorder and anxiety.

trying to balance my illness and my craft, has proven itself to be quite the struggle, but i’m not ready, and will never be, ready to lose that fight.

there are days, weeks or months even, where the simplest of conversations exhaust me, and my energy level is far too low for me to practice any crafts, and exercising, my body and mind, is simply impossible. those times i turn to cigarettes and alcohol to keep my anxiety at bay, unhealthy as it may be, it keeps me alive and breathing.

those days will soon be much less severe, as my new pills will hopefully be more effective, then my previous ones.

but between those deep blue days, are sunshine yellow days. those days i get to wake up early and go for long walks, being granted the chance to enjoy fresh air, and not poisonous smoke inhaled trough a cigarette filter.

i spend my time drawing, painting and writing as well as meditating and reading. in the summertime all of this usually takes place in nature.

i´m not good at introductions, so i’ll stick to the basics, and end this here.

if you got this far, thank you.