Twelve or so years ago I “became” a witch. To be more specific, I “became” a Solitary Neo-Pagan Eclectic Kitchen Witch who dabbles in astrology, meditation, Yoga, Tarot, “spells”, and “potions”. I came to this path in the usual way most who aren’t raised in the faith do… I just couldn’t stop reading and researching facts I’d discovered in my stint as a Christian. Having always been told by academic and religious teachers not to simply take a lesson at its word but to apply it in real life and present questions for clarity, I did just that. With religious history being the way it is I began looking for parallels between the major faiths, and finding not much difference in the moral foundations, I decided to “follow” them all, in a manner of speaking. If the basic tenets of each are founded on The Golden Rule how could I go wrong?
In that twelve year span since starting on this spiritual path I’ve been “cursed”, relegated to Hell, and envangelized to by well meaning but “misinformed” souls who have drank the Witch Myth Punch and figure I need saving. I’ve been “schooled” on the Bible which most don’t believe I read or have read. I’ve been accused of being on the side of a “devil” I don’t believe in and forsaking a “god” who wasn’t quite real to me even when I was Christan. But very rarely am I approached by people who truly want to understand what being a witch is all about from my point of view. Because I don’t give dissertations designed to recruit other witch-based believers, or use every waking moment to spread the good news of Shiva and Kali Ma, I understand there is room for speculation. But why is it my job to educate others about what I believe? For the record, there’s tons of information out in cyberspace about what a witch is and isn’t, for those who really want to know. You just need to be open enough to know what you’re looking for.
In contrast, I have also been blessed to connect with various people of all faiths who don’t let the term witch stymie their experience in getting to know me and realizing that what I believe is not that much different than what they do. I believe in a Higher Power – two to be precise. I do pray and praise (spellwork). I do read Scripture and, whenever I can find a Unity church, I do fellowship. But what really surprises them is, just how similar their practice is to mine. Ever brew a cup of loose leaf tea to calm your nerves, settle your stomach, or just because it tastes good? Hey, potion worker! Ever held hands with other believers and offered up prayer? Hey, circle caster! Ever looked upon the full face of the moon and marveled, or taken in the sheer beauty of your local seasonal changes and felt the fullness of “god” move through you? Yeah. Me too. The only difference most of the time is perspective. There’s no real “supernatural” or “mysticism” to it. It’s just putting a new spin on old “magick”.
The greatest gift being a witch has given me is a complete and unquestionable sense of accountability. My blessings and/or curses come from my direct dealings with others, not some outside source of good or evil. For the most part this keeps me humble and helps me appreciate the lessons that evolve from my choices. It also keeps me from misappropriating blame and helps me feel as of I have a stake in this game called life and am not just a chess piece. This works for me and while I can’t say I’m a guru at it, it does keep me in check and attached to that Golden Rule we all strive to uphold.