Familiars are that which assists in the everyday life of those who believe in them. I hesitate to use the term witch here because of the negative rapport associated with this terminology.
For me, Familiars are those furbies in my life that help keep me grounded in my life. For many years I have not just went and ‘picked out’ a furbie to live with us, the furbies tend to pick out me. What I mean by this is, like when Lexi, our feline presence in this household, came to live with us, it was supposed to only be for a short visit and then she would go home. Well, that was probably five or six years ago now J She is my constant, my reminder that it is okay to be a bitch sometimes, people will still want to be around you and still love you. She reminds me daily it is okay to be myself, good or bad, and also to be different from the rest of my kind.
Then there is Mimi, our seventy-five pound mixed breed who, like me, is getting up there in years. Her presence each day helps remind me that we all seek love and attention, and it is with this love and attention that we thrive at being our best. She also reminds me that aging is part of the process we call life. There is no stopping it and yes, there are changes to our nature that go along with this progression.
Next up is Shadow, our 2 and a half year old husky mix. He came into my life on a whirlwind when I really had no desire to have anymore furbies. He changed my life in so many ways, healing the hole in my heart from our beloved furbie, Luke, who had passed away three years prior. His attention to moods and emotions is beyond any I’ve ever known. He’s my constant companion. My rock. My beloved furbie. He probably knows me as well as I know me. He’s taught me unconditional love in ways I never understood before, even though I thought I had a handle on this. He’s brought laughter back to my heart and soul. He’s brought living back to my life.
Our newest Familiar in this household is Bear. No, I wasn’t ready to take on the responsibility of a baby furbie, it’s Indiana and wintertime, not a good time for housebreaking any sort of furbie. But something about him spoke to my heart the moment I seen his little face. His little soul must have called out to hubby as well, because without seeing him, hubby was more than ready to take on this new little life.
So far, he’s as different as night and day from his blood brother, Shadow (they have the same parents just different litters). He’s vocal where Shadow has always been the quiet assessor. He’s lively where Shadow is more laid back. I quietly assess his role as a familiar. Wondering exactly what part he will play in our lives. I know, it will be something necessary for inner growth for sure, because in our lives things don’t just happen, they happen for a reason.
To me Familiars are placed in our lives to assist with our spiritual and inner growth. They teach us about ourselves. They are the caregivers to their caregivers. They are the quiet assessors to the worlds which surround us, warning us of the dangers we are about to embark upon, or the bringer of happiness when life seemingly brings us to our lowest. They provide constant love and caring within a household and to the lives of those they adore.
They quietly and almost assuredly understand our lives and needs and provide us with what is necessary for inner growth just when we see no possibility of moving forward. They are in tune with our feelings and ease our souls when life throws us a curve ball and our hearts are crushing so harshly within our chest we have no idea how we’ll survive.
This is the role of a Familiar within the lives of someone who believes in them.
Do you have a Familiar? I would love to hear about them…