My Faith:
Life as a Wiccan, and how it came to be
There I was, 16 years old and I had no idea what I believed in. My head was a swirl of questions about every thing in the world. I was born to a family of individuals who didn't really go to church. My Mother was born in Germany in 1940, a time when religious mothers, and fathers carted their children around the country side to go to any service that was occuring. My Father was never one to express religious faith even though he had it. I was left to discover my faith on my own.
I felt confused.
My mother didn't go to church, nor did my father. I had spent a few years going to
St. Matthew's Lutheran Church , I loved it there, I just didn't know why. When I was 13 I moved to my new home, and I went to the nearest congregation of the same denomination, and began to participate. As time went by I began to notice that something was missing in my faith. I began to realize that my Pastor was not there for me to go to, and I also began to realize that my faith wasn't there for me to turn to either. I was infact living a lie, I was practicing something and preaching that thing, and I realized that I didn't believe in that idea.
I was stund, and so I left the church, but only after coming to the conclussion that the church had left me.
Now at 16 I was ever more confused, and I began to look into the paranormal, and I met a girl in my school who claimed to be a witch. She said that she was a follower of the pagan religion of 'Wicca", and I was interested. She talked about all these different concepts, and I was particularly attracted to one, MAGIC. I did have a belief in magic, I thought that whatever started life on this planet, had to be using magic, and I thought, why not. She told me how you can get anything you want by using magic, and I was hooked. I realized shortly after this however, that their was much more to it then that. She never really talked about faith, just spells, and hexes. To a 16 year old boy, that is candy, and tempting, but dangerous. I found out that she was indeed practicing magic, but not the faith that it is based in. I began to read.
I read books by Scott Cunningham, and Starhawk, and others. I learned anbout the Old Gods, and I learned about the source of that magic. I found a religious faith that I thought made sense. Karma, Reincarnation, and Magic, and above all, not only did it have a God, but a GODDESS. I was in Heaven.
I found that the idea's that the religion where based on were, the same or very close to what I believed, and I began to study it in more depth.
I learned about the rituals, and the Holidays. I learned that the faith was about love, and life, and nature, and the idea that all life is sacred and that all people are welcome, and none are damned.
I was home and I was happy, and 6 years later, I still am very happy.
I have included some links to some other sites below. I have either found these sites useful in my studies, or I have found them to have good merit for novices.
Please visist these sites, and enjoy your visit into the world of the Wise Ones
