Who am I?

I have been catching up on my favorite blogs this morning and a couple of them have gotten me to thinking.  One of them asked about hiding faith and the other talked about writing in their BoS.  


I came out of the broom closet about 5 minutes after I realized I was a something other than what I had been raised.  I did not yet have a name to put on it per se, but I knew I was not mainstream.  If you have been reading here for the past month or so, you know the gist of my story.  

I did not rush to tell my family as they lived 1200 miles away and it did not come up..."So, has has the weather been?  Oh by the way, I'm a witch."  But, there came a time when it seemed appropriate and I told my sister.  No one made a big fuss, no one contacted the church on how to "save" me (at least not that I was aware of), they just accepted it.  Of course, there were questions, but I had figured that.  


I have been fortunate in that I have not experienced open hostility.  The one person who condemned me was the mother of my last poor excuse for a husband and that was no surprise to me.  I always knew that she was a closed-minded hypocrite before that anyway, so it was no skin off my nose.  


So, who am I?

I am a:


wife
mother
daughter
nurse
witch 


I do not need a building to worship in, I have the mountains as my cathedral. 

I do not need a man in front of a congregation talking at me, I have the wind to whisper in my ear. 

I do not need a baptismal font to anoint me as a child of god, I have streams which talk to me.

I do not need hellfire and damnation, I have a burning passion to follow my heart.

I do not need the holy ghost to guide me, I have my spirit guides to show me the way.

I believe that the goddess is all around us.


 In perfect love and perfect trust!

Back to school time and other stuff

So, soon Baby-man will be headed back to school.  He is going to be in pre-K this year and can't wait!  He loved his school last year and has been asking about it all summer long.   Then next year he will be in kindergarten and Little Butt will been in head start.  They grow up WAY too fast.  


I am in the midst of my first year of the Master course and doing quite well, if I may say so myself.   For the my Masters courses, I have a 3.98 GPA, not too shabby.  If I keep it up I will graduate in the winter of 2016.  But then again, if you believe the Aztecs I won't because it will all end in December 2012.  


The Lycan is biding his time until we can get the funds together so he can go to school for trucking.  Not too sure how I feel about that.  But, it is his dream and I am not going to keep him from them.  


So, lots of learning around our household in the near future.  How are things in your neighborhood?

Should this be a problem in our country?

As of 2009 there were 14.7 million children in our country who lived in poverty.  That is 20 percent of the children in the United States (Silva, 2011).  Is this an acceptable statistic?  I do not think we, as a nation, should accept this.

Especially when we learn that there is $360 million (yes million) of the United States' money missing and they think that the Taliban and other criminals are in possession of this money (Riechmann, 2011).  

Now I do not pretend to understand all the jibberjabber about how this money went missing, but I do know that it should not have been overseas in the first place.  I have written about my feelings this on a now defunct blog (you can find the repost in my archives here).  Funny thing?  That post was written in 2009 and nothing has improved since.  

Our country is going to hell in a hand-basket with Obama at the helm.  He has his own agenda and it does not correspond to what is in the best interest of America.  

Works Cited

Riechmann, D. &. (2011, August 17). $360M lost to insurgents, criminals in Afghanistan. Retrieved August 17, 2011, from Yahoo News: http://news.yahoo.com/360m-lost-insurgents-criminals-afghanistan-150450640.html

Silva, C. (2011, August 17). National child welfare survey examines recession. Retrieved August 17, 2011, from Yahoo news: http://news.yahoo.com/national-child-welfare-survey-examines-recession-052324006.html

Steps leading to the fork in the road-Part 2

Have you ever found out something about someone you know and it really surprised you?  This is what happened to me.  I was looking around online and found a group with members in the area.  I emailed back and forth with one of the people in the group for a while and eventually things we said to each other started to sound familiar.  One day she asked me if I had a ferret tattooed on my shoulder.  Well, yeah I do.  That is when I found out that we worked at the same hospital.  Small world, huh?

Soon, I met the rest of the group and started to learn with them.  This was not a formal coven per se, but we did ritual together.  There was talk of formalizing the coven and we did end up doing this.

However, as life tends to do, one by one the members moved away.  Contact was lost for the most part and I became solitary again (with the exception of my family).  The lose of each and everyone of those original like-minded souls is still present today.  We do are friends on FaceBook, but it is just not the same.  Sometimes I am just so lonely for the love we had for each other and long for things to go back to the way they were.

Then came the time when I was facing a decision to move myself…stay tuned.

Have you ever found out something about someone you know and it really surprised you?  This is what happened to me.  I was looking around online and found a group with members in the area.  I emailed back and forth with one of the people in the group for a while and eventually things we said to each other started to sound familiar.  One day she asked me if I had a ferret tattooed on my shoulder.  Well, yeah I do.  That is when I found out that we worked at the same hospital.  Small world, huh?

Soon, I met the rest of the group and started to learn with them.  This was not a formal coven per se, but we did ritual together.  There was talk of formalizing the coven and we did end up doing this.

However, as life tends to do, one by one the members moved away.  Contact was lost for the most part and I became solitary again (with the exception of my family).  The lose of each and everyone of those original like-minded souls is still present today.  We do are friends on FaceBook, but it is just not the same.  Sometimes I am just so lonely for the love we had for each other and long for things to go back to the way they were.

Then came the time when I was facing a decision to move myself….stay tuned.

I can't wait!!

September 10, 2011

More about Southern New Hampshire Pagan Pride day

The first steps on my path-Part 1

I was raised southern baptist (coming from east Texas what else is there?) and we were not the most devout. I really became disillusioned when my Daddy started taking me to bingo night at the VFW.  The bingo hall was upstairs from the bar and we could run down in between sets to get sodas and snacks.  Well, when I went down I would see the some of the deacons from our church there dancing (gasp!!) and drinking without their wives.  Not exactly the behavior the pastor preached from the pulpit on Sundays. 

So, once I was out on my own I really did not attend church at all and when I had littles I didn't even think of it.  It was not until I was surfing the 'net one day and I stumbled upon this site about Wicca and while reading it something clicked.  This is what I had been doing for years, but did not know there was a name for it.   Then one day I was online and found a local group that I had more in common with than I realized.  

To be continued......