What to Expect From Me and How I Opened the Closet Door

Moon: 2nd Quarter; Leo
What Made Me Smile: Emile Hirsch, Posting my religion on Facebook for the first time.
Song In My Head: Duffy - Serious

The idea to create a blog came sort of out of nowhere. I have a livejournal, that is updated often with my life, funny stories, random moments, and days at school. But this is a different place. This is a place where my spirituality melds with the rest of my life.

In general, it is to give fellow Wiccans a place to read my ideas, share their own, and find support because - especially for fellow solitairies - this can be a lonely road. But we don't have to be alone.

It is also a personal chance to write more. As a writer, I'm told to write every day. I try to, but hopefully this will give me more of a push to do just that. I love to write and to share through writing. To me, it is one of the most beautiful gifts from the world. So, onto my topic for today...


I live in a fairly small "city". I put city in quotes because techincally, where I live is a city...but it is small, and we see the same people every day, so it just doesn't feel that way. I tend to call it a town. We have three churches downtown, of various Christian denominations, and I grew up going to a Church in a neighborning city.

I won't get into my history in Christianity, that I will save for another date. Long story short - I wasn't satisfied. I came to Wicca by chance, but I believe that this is the way it was meant to be all along. Two things happened to me at about the same time. One was researching Wicca on a rainy day, and the second was someone of a mentor entering my life. I will be honest; I did not expect to find much from Wicca at first. I did not expect a religion, security and a life.

What I found was the most wonderful, extraorindary way of living that I will ever know. It surpassed all my dreams of religions passed - and I was only twelve years old. Most of my research at first was online. I wasn't ready to talk to my parents about this, and I didn't know what to look for in the form of books. At the beginning, I had NO idea what I was doing. It took me a long time to buy books online - and even more confidence to buy them in stores.

It's been nearly two years since I completed my year-and-a-day. And I have gone through dry spells (pun intended), and joyous occasions of feeling divinity in my veins. And just today did I post my religious affiliation on my Facebook account. And strangely, in the last five years, the attitudes of people have not changed so much in my eyes. I still hear ridicule, see unbelieveable stereotypes, and hear laughter. But I've opened the closet door. I went from a time when I was huddling in the corner, reading by candlelight in that lonely closet.

With the help of the Lord and Lady, I have followed the Wheel of the Year, and grown with it. And now the door is open, and I'm standing on the threshold.


Blessings,
Ellen