On Primal Language: Part 1

There were a few thoughts that came together in my mind to create an entire approach to how I handle the Luteal madness I was experiencing.

When it comes to the core of my witchcraft practice, Primal Language is there. It was one of the very first idioms I had ever adopted at the beginning of my left hand path into the craft. 

When I am feeling like all hope is lost, I have my back up against the wall, or I simply am just at a loss, I remind myself of the importance of our words and the energy they hold. This almost always helps me smooth away the building tension of a situation.

For a concise overview on primal language, click here:

https://www.flyingthehedge.com/2014/07/primal-language.html

For me, primal language is a way to cut out all of the other mental chatter. Have you ever tried a writing prompt, maybe in school at some point, where you start writing down everything and anything? You just want to get out anything that comes to mind. I did this myself in a creative writing class in high school. It was a timed 5 minutes of just consistent writing. You do not stop, you just keep going. 

Well I fucking detested that.

I understood the concept of going below the surface, giving yourself a chance to warm up to your thoughts, so that they can flow more freely. Well I know a witch or two who practice that technique BEFORE diving into the primal language. Almost like a chance for their brain to “shake it out” before coming to a head with minimal, concise, thought filled wording. I suggest you try! 

But not me. I just go right for the gold. My first thought was, what kind of feeling do I get from the language used around my luteal phase? Words like premenstrual dysphoric disorder, flare up, disabling, all feel weighed more in one emotion than another for me. 

(I try to be mindful about not calling words good or bad. Partially because it has to do with how we were taught to perceive things, and partially because of the hermetic Principle of Polarity, both of which I will get to later.)

And so I decided it was time to dissect these words, and consciously choose to add new vocabulary into habit. 

Now, primal language is often using a full sentence to manifest. This is where Spells come from. It’s in the Spelling of it all. Every time we speak, we are spell casting. We are speaking something into existence. And our thoughts will become our reality. (More on hermetic Principle of Correspondence to come.) 

It is actually for this exact reason that I chose to change my birth name. My name is something I say often, as I introduce myself to new people, specifically clients, on a regular basis. Once I realized that my name is in fact a very simple yet powerful spell, I decided on what I wanted that spell to be. Shafea is an intercessor. a person who intervenes on behalf of another, usually by prayer. I specifically resonated this because, although I felt it implies potential healing, it does not explicitly state that. It is intervening in any way that is helpful to that individual. 

Speaking of words, thats a tough one for me; healer/healing.  I am not a healer. I do not believe that people can be healers. I believe humans are not capable of healing others, rather we channel, use tools and energies from the universe to give assistance to the one who is looking to heal. Also, and this is just my personal thought, to heal something means it is broken. I think that when we say we need healing, it is perpetuating the idea that we are not whole in some way. And then we not only are in need of addressing and balancing what may be out of alignment within ourselves, but then we need to decide if we are in fact “healed”. I think it sets people up to need feel fully satisfied with something. At what point are we then “healed”  from a circumstance? 

A Muscogee Creek Medicine Man by the name of Bear Heart has also given a great little account on how his tribe also moves with caution around the word Healer in his book ’The Wind is my Mother’, which I am currently reading. 

https://thewindismymother.com/ 

This book, along with the first I had read, ‘The Bear is My Father’ are wonderfully illustrative of how some indigenous tribes use their names as well as affirmations, or spells if you prefer. It is representative of them as a people. And not just their names, but the names of their clans. And also methods used to attain that information from the universe.