A new release from the Advanced Choice workshop, Sheryl's beautiful and powerful song about the choice of who is in charge of our inner world...

So sweet and powerful song... Sheryl, on the left, with Tannaz

"The Power of Sweetness", by Sheryl Currington

Once I became a witch,
I felt the power of my anger.

Because I held it so deep in me
I felt myself a master
Letting it stay buried.

For once embracing all my rage,
My anger caused from so much fear.
I was on top of my frustration, 
But never really free.

I didn’t choose to be the witch,
I so much dreamed to be a healer.
So I turned to the spirit world.
I so much wanted to be good.
And there she was waiting for me,
Waiting to take me over.

Long pointy finger, ragged dry hair,
Retched ugly bony face,
Pale-anger in her wide eyes
Like a skeleton on her feet
Standing on long thorny toes.

I wanted all the power 
But too terrified to choose.
Being a witch
The worst of all my nightmares.

I wanted to be a healer so much 
But the witch got the best of me.
I cried so much, but I acquired
The witch’s evil smile.

Manipulation, Intimidation
My weapons to destroy,
All of the good and sweet inside of me.

I believed if I just let her,
Posess me just one time,
Then I’d be free.

But she took me over bit by bit,
She slowly creeped inside of me.
She used my voice to scream,
Spewing her toxic poison,
Wanting everyone to see,
The power was all with me.
Only I could stop myself
From destroying love around me.

I tore off all my clothes,
Revealing the monster inside of me.
I thought she had true power,
I raised my witchy finger,
And pointed it at others.
I needed them to feel, 
All of my magic powers.
Their eyes turned into mirrors,
And finally I could see.
I had become the witch,
No good no more in me.

I fell onto the floor,
Curled up naked and afraid.
Begging someone please help me,
Save me from this pathetic baby,
That is actually me.

Manipulation, Intimidation
My weapons to destroy,
All the good and sweet inside of me.

Begging to take her out,
This witch that’s part of me.
I hate her, I don’t want her,
She’s killing what is me.

But then I saw true power,
A magic I could use.
To gather all the sweetness,
To hug my witch and heal,
All of my fears and anger
And melt Her heart at will.

The power of my sweetness,
A healing power for all.
No more embracing anger,
But the sweet girl inside of me.
The power to be one with,
Including with my witch.
The power of my sweetness,
Will melt her heart at will.
And honey all around me,
Is flowing oh so sweet.