Weed Witchery

A tale of spiritual contact and of seeing things

Photo by Kym MacKinnon on Unsplash

Last year, I became a weed Witch. There was no huge ceremony. There was no proclamation. It actually happened in a car on the way to Waltham.

A few days prior, I'd been hanging out with some friends. Chit-chat, absinthe, and crystal gazing. I hadn't done that in a long time, and I realized that I really love crystal gazing! So, inspired by that experience, I was looking at crystal balls online as my husband drove.

A few minutes into my search, I “heard” a voice, and that voice told me that crystal gazing will be a big part of my work with the cannabis spirit. (I call it the Green Spirit.) It seemed very random. I’d been thinking about learning how to work with weed, but I hadn’t gotten serious about it. That voice, or insight, or nudge, or whatever it was was my catalyst to start on that path.

At first, I started just experimenting with a friend. We did trances—not quite guided meditations—we did art, we walked outside. Nowadays, I’m working on my own. That same friend gave me a book about cannabis spirituality, but I have not read it yet. I seem to have formed that relationship during our initial meditation sessions. I’ve had two very significant interactions with the spirit.