The first time I'd ever heard of witchcraft in a sense other than in Disney fashion (as I write this, I'm transported back to my 7yr old self, sitting in the theatre with my little sister and parents, watching the moment when the ugly old hag handed Snow White her poisoned apple.) was when my step mother boasted about putting a 'spell' on my Dad. They'd had an argument earlier that day and as he was mowing the front lawn afterwards, the mower ran over a stone that spiralled up and cracked the living room picture window. She was spouting off something about having cursed him and that was why it happened. I believe I was maybe 11 or 12yrs old at that point, and living in a predominantly Roman Catholic community, I'd never even heard of 'real' people being able to perform magic before. What was she talking about? Automatically, I just thought she was nuts...like everyone else did...but over the next couple of weeks, my curiosity got the better of me and I asked her what she'd meant by that statement. She was from a big city, a few provinces over, so I entertained the thought that she just might have had a larger world view than anyone else in my life at that time. ;D
She simply said "I'm a witch" and for the first time since she'd moved in with us, she excitedly brought me into their bedroom and showed me her book collection on the subject. Looking back now, I know she really wasn't a witch, she'd just bought a few books on the subject and liked to pretend she was something she wasn't, but that small incident was evidently going to have such a huge impact on shaping my spiritual development in the future. My curiosity grew and I would spend hours learning as much as I could from any books that I could get my hands on. As my knowledge grew about witchcraft, I began to understand the connection between the craft and nature...it wasn't about having a relationship with a personal God who should be feared and obeyed... and that struck a chord deep within me. I came to discover much later in life that this was likely the link between my 'indigenous soul' and my present life incarnate.
Interesting so far...you don't have a followers ...but I'd like to read more...♥
ReplyDeleteSo cool!! <3 <3 Lots of love... can't wait to hear more!
ReplyDeleteLOL I see that I should check this blog more often...and add more entries, too! ;D Thank you for the compliments. <3
ReplyDeleteI understand where you are coming from. I was raised as a Christian myself. Sin is a funny thing. It like an ever present buzzing in the back of your mind. You can't preform the smallest of tasks without thinking "will this offend God in some way". And the guilt I would always feel made life unbearable. But as I got older and began to take classes in philosophy my view of the world and our connection to it changed. Currently I am an atheist. But if I were to consider the implications of who God is, I'd say God is completely different from what old-school Christians believe "him" to be. In that regard, I agree with the paganistic and wiccan beliefs of duality and reverance in nature. God by definition would be above such things as "good and evil." We would be the total sum of all things. Light and dark, black and white, magic and science. God would be less personal but more involved in our lives in a personal way. A constant reminder of our potential and our ability to live WITH the world instead of against it. And to free us from the guild of being human and to actually learn from our experiences. My mom is a die-hard Christian and a lot of what she taught me in the past has plagued my entire life. I grew up on thoughts that homosexuality is an abomination, or interracial marriage is wrong. She taught me so much about hate that I thought it would consume me. But in learning about hate, I also learned about the capacity for love and understanding. My dad on the other hand is a ration Christians who takes the message of Christ as it is. A message of love and tolerance to those who are different. Thats what this world needs, tolerance and understanding. Anyways, I've been rambling long enough lol. Your blog resonated with me quite a bit though and I just couldnt help myself. Keep up the good work! Have a lovely day :)
ReplyDeleteOh this should be fun Walter! lol I often wish that I'd gone into philosophy in school, instead I took business and it darn near destroyed my spirit! Well, that was mostly because I was doing accounting in the oilfield here in Alberta...making a living unconsciously destroying that which I love. :( Thank goodness I woke up from that nightmare! ;D
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