A Love Letter to Filthy Transgressive Witches and Whores

Note: this is an email I (Carolyn Elliott) sent out to the WITCH list – it was a big hit, so I’m republishing it here. 

Hi there,

So I wish all and everyone the very best on their journeys in life and in their magical growth…. AND…

… I’ve noticed something new arise in myself lately as I’ve had a breakthrough surrounding my own feelings about play and magic and sales and violation…. and I want to invite you to unsubscribe to this list if you’re not down with it.

It’s just this:

I’m only here on earth to speak to the most fierce and potent leaders alive. I’m here for the hungry, dirty, blood-thirsty witches. The underworld queens. The ones who want to:

• drastically alter the world
• meddle in the trenches of history
• earn a fuck ton of money
• inhabit nondual awakening
• live from the most scorching Plutonian depths
• bathe in the tears of their enemies
• joyously get off on / revel in the most painful things that ever happened to them
• have an amor fati relationship with the universe

It’s just what I’m built to do. I’m a bitch, a hustler, a dangerous force, a spell caster, a whore. And I’ve got a heart of gold, but my golden heart now hereby officially off-limits to the non-leaders and non-hustlers of the witching world.

If sitting quietly at home and not causing a stir, being an arm-chair occultist, or just doing the same old whatever in your same old circles is what you’re into – I am not for you. My magazine, WITCH, is not for you.

My whole field of energy isn’t for you. And I can’t help you.

I used to be able to, now I can’t.

Sorry. A switch has flipped. Now I just don’t have it in me. Don’t have the energy, the time, the interest, the inclination. It was once there, but it’s gone now.

So I’m done. Done trying to coddle or hand-hold, to any degree. Done trying to convince anyone that they could be a leader or that they could do magic that changes the course of history or that they could make a fuck ton of money.

If you don’t already believe that about yourself, I actually cannot help you. I’m just surrendering to that.

You’re probably super-wonderful and epic in a thousand ways, but if you’re refusing to know that or if you’ve got some hang-ups about why money is wrong or hustling is wrong or audacious magic or game playing is wrong…well, we can’t hang.

If you need therapy, if you’re emotionally unstable, if you dwell in self-righteousness and victimhood, if you’re suffering from a ton of unresolved pain and you want nurturing or mothering – please go somewhere else. NOW.

I’m no good for you.

I’m dangerous for you, actually.

I’m triggering, offensive, hurtful. You won’t enjoy me, you won’t enjoy what I have to say, you won’t feel benefitted by me, and I will just feel needlessly annoyed by your complaining emails and comments, because I know they have zero to do with me and everything to do with you not going and getting the nurturing that you need from someone who is definitely not at all me.

Maybe I once did have that patience. But Things have changed. Something bestial and beautiful has woken up in me.

So please, for reals if you’re not a leader and a hustler and a witch – just LEAVE. You don’t need to write me a huffy email or comment about it. Just click “unsubscribe” or “unfollow.” You are free, and you can just depart and seek other pastures. That would be great, actually, because I won’t be responding to tantrum emails / comments anyway.

And if I get them, I’ll just be clicking “delete” and “block.”

There’s a ton of mothering coddling nurturers out there for you. You can have them, enjoy them. I’m not one of them. I am actually precisely the opposite.

I’m the crone with the poison apple. So kindly get the fuck away from me if you’re not interested in learning to eat your poisons and transmute it into power and wealth and joy.

Why? Because literally every second you continue to hover around me like an insatiable mosquito needing validation and coddling that I don’t have it in me to give, I feel drained. So, it ends now. No more. Bye.

On the other hand:

– If you know in your pussy / your cock / whatever apparatus you’ve got going on down there and your heart and guts and bones that you’re a witch and a leader…

– If you know that you were built to alter the course of history and play and have money poured on you…

– if you’re ready to hustle and stretch and receive like a randy hot wet witch whore of Babylon…

– If you’re hungry for unsentimental, penetrating contact with the depths of yourself and others…

– if you like being confronted with raw, unvarnished, uncomfortable truths and frightening dares…

… Then please do stick around. We’ll get along GREAT.

In fact, if that describes you:

I LOVE YOU and I adore you and I have faith that you are the perilously important key to making this world the kind of ongoing filthy Rabelaisian festival that I truly want to live in.

YOU ARE MY FAVORITE. I give profound endless thanks to QUEER WITCH JESUS THAT YOU ARE ALIVE AND BREATHING YOU HOT NASTY BITCH YOU. HALLELUJAH! PRAISE BABALON!

And if you’re that kind of filthy, penetrating, transgressive, leading, dangerous being – then I truly do not care if you ever buy a single thing from me, ever sign up for coaching, ever take a course, ever share my work with others.

Because if that’s who you are, then I am just for you. You can have me. I want you in my energy field, I want to feel the delight and radiance and gorgeousness of you. Thank you for being here. Thank you for reading. You are the soul of everything that’s important to me. You are the heart of the aeon.

Once more – if that’s not you – if you’re not a leader and a hustler and a dangerous force of nature – then CLICK UNSUBSCRIBE / UNFOLLOW RIGHT NOW FOR THE SAKE OF US BOTH – GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FIELD.

Thank you. Cheers.

Love and wickedness,

Carolyn

 

P.S.

I’m taking on just 3 private one-on-one coaching clients this summer. And I’m expensive, because my clients tend to double and triple their income / hugely expand their confidence and power when they work with me.

So if you’re ready to have the full laser-light of my attention on you, go ahead and send me an email at carolyngraceelliott@gmail.com with “I’m ready” in the subject heading, tell me about the landscape of your life right now, what you would love to get out of coaching – and if I agree that you are indeed ready, we can set up an exploratory session.

This is me, the editor of WITCH, Carolyn Elliott. You can find out more about me at carolyngraceelliott.com.

featured images: the witch Marjorie Cameron, an incarnation of Babalon, brilliant artist and creatrix and lover of Jack Parsons, the Thelemic rocket scientist – images from the Kenneth Anger film, Inauguration of the Pleasure Dome. 

Merken