My Witchy Origin Story
I grew up in a very open, very liberal family. Free expression was a big part of my upbringing, but we went to church every once in a while. My great grandmother (who was like my grandmother) was Catholic turned Methodist and incredibly spiritual, but even she was open to the mystical from time to time. At a young age I had been interested in witchcraft, but peer pressure from one of my best friends made me feel like I should keep my feelings secret. So I decided to let go of my attraction to witchcraft for a little while.
Years later when I was around 12 years old, and me and my mother started going to church. I got really into my faith and thought about it constantly. That same year, I went to camp putok, a Native American centered overnight camp where I learned a lot about different Native American cultures. This camp tended to attack witches and those that followed wicca due to the nature centered nature of the camp. In my cabin, there were 2 wiccans, both named Kat (Of course); one a black girl with long hair who was interested in spirit magic and the other a tall linky redhead who was more into nature.
While at camp putok, I learned a lot about wicca and magic. While there black kat brought out a Ouija board, so we could talk to a ghost that was in love with her (at the time I thought it was all fake). Of course as an Aries, I couldn’t believe the ghost thought she was prettier than me lol. I also got close to red kat, she would tell me about how wiccans felt about nature and about the goddess, it all sounded so perfect for me. One day we sat in the rocking chairs on the porch of our meeting area, overlooking the trees. It happened to be raining that day, but the air was still warm. We began talking about wicca as we tended to do.
I asked her, “Is it possible to be a wiccan and still believe in jesus?”
At the moment the wind picked up, just enough to blow our hair around and she said, “It is possible, but it could be difficult because of how Christians view wiccans.”
At that moment I felt like I had a decision to make. I felt like I had to choose which life I would follow. And at that moment, I chose society.
Years later, I met my current fiance and we trotted into wokeness together. Of course he was first, being a Gemini, however, it didn’t take much for me to come up to speed. There came a time when Christianity started to feel foreign to me. I still believe in Jesus, but me and Christianity had been growing apart for a long time. I had gotten into yoga, learned about the Dalai lama and the practice of Buddhism. I started teaching yoga and learning about crystals and herbalism. I finally came across a store that contain all that I had learned about from yoga to witchcraft. It was such a positive space with so many different people. I started teaching yoga there and met the most interesting friends, the most interesting witches.
There I bought goddess Oracle cards, where I came across Yemaya and became absolutely intrigued, even though I had never heard of her. At the same time I found the witchblr community. I started learning about witchcraft and the religion of my ancestors, but I was still not ready to call myself witch. I later met my friend, who after talking to a psychic found out she was a powerful witch. After being slightly freaked out for 3 days she decided to dive into witchcraft and I went in after her. It was like it had always been calling my name and this time I decided to answer.
That’s my origin story.