TAMMY BLEE
TAMMY BLEE

TAMMY BLEE

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ADDED 10-01-08 Tammy Blee was a witch that died near the late mid 1800's. She was great at what she did,healing and curse removal were her specialty. But that was not all she could do. She could conjure,cast spells with major power behind them and give riches as well as seek revenge on those that needed it.

The piece your looking not only holds her spirit which was placed after death with the item. She left explicit directions on how to do this. During burial the pin was placed inside her mouth and taken out before she was laid to rest. Yet she does not rest since she is here with us today.

The odd shape of this pin is as it should be. The prongs gather things from the elements of both worlds and the design is sacred in itself. The power comes from many dimensions,worlds,life spirits and all that Tammy could put into it. The design being sacred was found in one of the tunnels in England were a coven used to practice and spoke to ancient naughts.

This is one of a kind and extremely powerful. This should be for those that know what they are doing with all types of magic.
THIS ITEM IS ALL METAL

THE FOLLOWING I FOUND ON THE INTERNET AND THOUGHT YOU ALL MIGHT FIND THIS INTERESTING.

I thought some folks on the forum might find this interesting as it gives an historic (i.e Tamsin Blight and Mary Ann were real people)perspective on witchcraft. It is from a Cornish folk tale called "The ghost of Stythians" which can be found in Bottrell's "Traditions and
hearthside stories of West Cornwall" which are a series of Cornish folktales and folklore collected by Bottrell before 1870. It describes a ritual performed by Tamsin Blight(or Blee "Wolf") a Pellar from Helston. In it she is raising the spirit (in Stythians graveyard) of an old woman who has recently died for a male relative who wishes to know were she stashed the cash she was supposed to leave him:

"She then marked out a circle by drawing her Staff (Gwelen), on the
ground three times round the man, at the same time mumbling in her
unknown tongue (i.e. Cornish). This done, turning to the sailor, she
said, "Now, mind you don't move out of this charmed ring which I have
made to protect ye, and if you if you are still determined I will now
begin and summon the Spirit."
The Witch, holding out her Staff towards the spot where the old woman
was buried, began her incantation, or citation, with long, strange
words, slowly pronounced. Then she continued in a louder tone "Spirit
of Jane Hendy, in the name of all the powers above and below, I
summon thee to rise from the grave and appear before me and this man!
By the spirits of Fire, Air, Earth, and Water, I summon thee to
arise! Come hither, appear, and speak to this man! Come!
This she said three times, rising her voice at each repetition until
it ended in a shriek.
The Witch paused. All was silent for a moment, and then were heard,
most fearful, because unusual, sounds, which more than any other
earthly noise resembled the crashing or rending of wood and stones,
mingled with painful moans, groans and shrieks, which seemed to come
from the old woman's grave. The Witch, stretching out her arms, her
red cloak and grey hair streaming back on the wind. Pointed with her
Staff toward the place whence these frightful sounds proceeded, and
said, "Behold, it cometh: be thou prepared!"

There are now very few who know these old rites for raising the spirits of the dead and even fewer who would perform them. It is said that the danger to the witch/Pellar is great, that if a mistake is made however small something of the dead clings to the performer and
can be almost impossible to get rid of. Another piece that might be of some interest is more modern but illustrates how the craft was practised in Southwest of Britian (Devon & Cornwall) in the early sixties (and still is today). Here are a selection of pieces from "The witchcraft and folklore of Dartmoor" by Ruth St Leger-Gordon 1965

"Mr Bruce Oliver, writing in the "Transactions of the Devonshire
Association", perhaps throws a little light upon the subject when he
tells us that Witches believe spittle to contain the essence of
personality (virtue) . It would appear, therefore, that by the act of
spitting, a certain amount of influence or power is ejected upon a
selected spot, which brings us back again to the various methods by
which will-power may be concentrated and exerted for good or evil
impartially.
For some years we had as near neighbour Mary Ann, a village woman
reputed to be a witch, black or white according to fancy. Next door
to her lived a small tradesman Ben, with whom she was at loggerheads.
One day, according to village gossip, she was seen to spit three
times upon Ben's doorstep, muttering vindictively: "Take that! Take
that! Take that!" Whether coincidence or not, from that time nothing
prospered with the man, whom we knew quite well. His wife died, his
little business failed, and he became stone deaf, dying in his early
fifties...
As already stated, Mary Ann was a "grey" or "double-ways" witch, and
could benefit those in her good books. At that time, we had in our
service a young girl whose widowed mother and two small sisters lived
in a "tied" farm cottage about a mile down the lane at the back of
our house.
The young sister, then aged about six, suffered from inflamed and
discharging eyes, which had resisted all medical treatment. As a
result, the child was unable to attend school and was out in the
cottage garden one afternoon when Mary Ann wandered by, looked over
the gate, and beckoned her. Reluctantly the child approached. Mary
Ann, seizing her by the arm to prevent escape, exclaimed: "Oh, what
sore eyes you've got, me dear". She then spat three times on each eye
and went on her way. As might have been expected, the child
immediately set up a yell for "Mam", who came hurrying up to
investigate. When she realised the situation, she forbade the child
to touch or wipe her eyes, thus evincing a respect for Mary Ann's
abilities.
Very shortly, the child's eyes began to show a marked improvement.
Inflammation subsided; eyelashes, which had been entirely absent
until then grew, and in a week or so she was attending school
regularly with no more trouble... Take that! Take that! Take that!...
Counting plays a part in several of the (wart charming) methods used.
By some witches the patient is instructed to go home, count his warts
and put the equivalent number of stones or pebbles into a bag which
he must then throw away, preferably at a cross-roads. I know a woman
now about fifty, who, when in her twenties, adopted this procedure.
At the time, she explained to me the danger of picking up ant package
found lying by the wayside. If, however, curiosity over come caution,
the packet should be kicked first to ascertain its contents, for
should it contain "Wart stones", the finder would automatically
transfer to himself someone else's discarded warts..."

This practice can also be used for other skin conditions. For skin conditions a box is more often used and a sample of the infected skin is scraped of with the witches/Pellar's Collel (knife) into it. The box is then wrapped in bright cord or cloth (Normally red) and left at a
crossroads. If you pick up and open the box the skin conditions is yours, which is why it is not uncommon for grand parents and even parents to warn children not to pick up strange objects especially at crossroads.
Edited by - JackDaw 

CM