They Whispered Witch and I Glowed Brighter

Because when you're radiant, the insecure will always reach for shadows.

There is a certain kind of silence I have learned to master. The kind that settles in when your name is being whispered not with admiration, but with fear, envy, or discomfort. I have been called many things in my life: artist, creative, businesswoman, mom, friend. But recently, someone decided to call me a witch.

Yes, really.

What made it different this time was who it came from. This was someone I had already addressed once before about spreading untrue things. They apologized. Claimed they wanted peace. Claimed they wanted to move on. I took them at their word and let it go.

But apparently they did not.

Instead, they went on to say something worse. Something strategic. Something aimed at people they assumed would judge me or keep their distance based on their own beliefs. The kind of calculated cruelty that does not look like gossip on the surface but is meant to isolate, discredit, and wound.

What they did not know was that several people told me exactly what had been said. Not just one. Multiple. People with character. People who knew me well enough to see through the nonsense.

And still, I stayed silent. I chose not to confront them this time. I was over it. Over them. But what I did not expect was for this person to come back around with another apology. This time it was vague and misdirected, almost like they were trying to patch things up without admitting what they had actually done. I imagine they assumed I had no idea. That their words would remain hidden. That they could apologize for something surface level and earn their way back into my space.

But here is the truth. When someone is threatened by your light, your presence, your power, they will often try to dim it however they can. They will disguise envy as concern. They will mask bitterness as moral outrage. They will hope their whispers carry more weight than your work.

Let them.

I am not here to convince anyone of my worth. I am not in this industry to play small games or tiptoe around insecure people. I am here to create art with depth and meaning. To serve clients who see value in quality and connection. My work speaks clearly. My clients return. My reputation holds. I am not going to lie, it hurts, it stings, it brings out insecurities and

doubt because of past issues. But you know what? I have dealt with my issue and they have not! And almost everyday I am reminded by the simple act of a recommendation or a nice reply that my work has value that I am valuable that I have worked hard for this and it has paid off! Even if sometimes they way it shows it's head is by jealousy or envy.

And if you have ever found yourself the subject of someone else's projections, if you have felt the sting of being misunderstood, misrepresented, or intentionally twisted, know this. You are not alone. And you do not have to lower yourself to meet their energy.

Keep creating. Keep showing up. Keep glowing.

Because when they whisper witch, let them.

You have better things to do.

Projection is the closest thing to a confession. You would never know the hypocrisy of someone unless they blame everything on you, which reflects THEIR true nature.

Accusation = Projection = Confession