Well? I suppose I should tell you mine. What makes me a witch? Its easy.
When I was probably 8 or so, I started thinking about God. He didn’t seem very reachable to me. And who was that Jesus fellow, anyway? I was very confused – I could not get it through my head that people were, by nature, bad. I didn’t know about Christianity, at least not much: my parents wanted me to find my faith by myself. So, right around then, I took my first step.
I began sitting next to my window, with my head resting on the sill, feeling the cool wind blowing across my face. I found that, if I asked it to, it would do it over and over. The wind became my friend. When I was lonely, or afraid, or I had a bad dream, I would open my window for the wind.
Somewhere in there, I remember beginning to sing to the wind at night – occasionally. The only song I remember singing is, “If I Were You” by Colin Raye. I love that song.
I stumbled onto the infamous, “Teen Witch” by Raven SilverWolf, or whatever her name is, when I was 10 or 11. I had never heard of Wicca, but I had always loved the Greek Gods, and so I initiated. I kept the faith, but not the rituals.
Around 12 or 13, I reinitiated and began to celebrate, occasionally. My friends also joined up with me, and before we knew it, we had a coven. I met my teacher when I was 15, and soon after, due to inner-coven conflict, my coven broke up. My teacher’s view of religion was slightly different than my friends’, and I chose the older, wiser one.
I am now a solitary practitioner, as my teacher lives 1300 miles away from me. I am still a second degree, and have been for quite some time. I figure, it’ll come in time.
Anyway, I digress. I asked, “What’s your fix?” and I guess, I meant, “What was your sign? Your turning point?” Mine wasn’t the wind.
One night, long before I met my teacher or we formed our coven, I was laying in bed, facing North, with my head in the east, drifting off to sleep…and all of a sudden, a warmth envelopes me. I can’t move, but I don’t want to. It was the first time I felt truly home. It was, at that moment, that I knew that I was headed down the right path.
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