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Notes & Quotes by a therapist with Lupus....

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Psychscribe | Notes & Quotes by a therapist with Lupus…. Psychscribe Notes & Quotes by a therapist with Lupus…. What Witches Know June 6, 2009 Photo and Story © 2009 http://www.psychscribe.com       WHAT WITCHES KNOW  by Psychscribe        My grandmother, just before they burned her, said this to my mother: the only difference between them and us is they don’t know they have it.  She gestured with her chin at  the bonneted, jostling women, who far out numbered the men in the seething crowd around the stake. Her own unbound hair snapped in the wind as they lit her.      Afterwards my mother fled to this secret, wooded place that welcomes our kind.  The curse they call a power spills like gentle sunlight upon the bears  and other wild things that feed from our hands. The beasts of the forest are kin to us.      I had no father.  She grew me, all on her own she liked to say. I never asked her for the truth.  I knew he’d met the same terrible fate as all the...

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