Everyday Power!

“Everyday Power: Because I Don’t Need a Full Moon to Be Dangerous”

By Darklady at darkwitchery.com

Let’s talk about everyday power.

Not the “draped in velvet, full moon rising, incense-perfectly-burning” kind.

I mean the kind where you’ve got a crusty spoon in your coffee mug and a demon in the toaster.

I’m talking about the power you tap into before your first spell — the power that gets you out of bed even though you were spiritually (and physically) done with humanity back in 2016.

Power Is Getting Up Anyway

You think real witches wake up every morning with glittery potions and peaceful flute music?

No.

We wake up to back pain, screaming knees, cats throwing up on the altar, and our familiars judging us like we've ruined their entire immortal existence.

And still — we rise. Not because it’s beautiful.

Because we have shit to do.

That, my darling, is power.

Power Is Brewing the Coffee Strong Enough to Banish the Living

No, I don’t want herbal tea.

No, I don’t want “blissful” chamomile.

I want something that tastes like dark intentions and roasted hellfire.

My everyday power is measured in scoops per cup and how quickly I can hex someone before 9 a.m.

Power Is Saying “No” Without an Explanation

Not today.

Not tomorrow.

And definitely not when Mercury is doing the cha-cha of doom through my 6th house.

You don't owe anyone anything.

Not your energy, not your time, and certainly not your spell ingredients.

(Yes, Susan, mugwort costs money. Get your own.)

Power Is Letting Things Die

Old relationships.

Bad patterns.

That moldy jar in the back of the fridge that might be growing a new deity.

We don’t cling. We clear.

Sometimes the spell is just finally taking out the trash — emotional or otherwise.

Power Is Still Being Funny When You Want to Curse the Planet

Everyday power is that moment when you want to snap and hex everyone into another dimension —

but instead, you laugh, light a black candle, and whisper,

“Try me one more time and I swear to the gods I’ll unbind your chakras with a cheese grater.”

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So don’t let anyone tell you everyday witchery isn’t real.

You survived today.

You didn’t burn the town down.

(Or maybe you did. In which case, brava.)

You are a walking hex with a warm heart, a spellbook full of sarcasm, and the quiet, terrifying power to do exactly what needs doing.

That’s the kind of power that lasts.

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Because power doesn’t always look pretty — but damn, it gets shit done.