I was brought up in a strict Ialian Catholic home but I always felt there was something missing in my life spiritually.
The bond I have with nature has been with me all my life. A connection with pets and other animals. The strength I gain just by being outdoors. Looking toward the heavens and being part of the universe.
I found myself not losing faith but gaining a spirituality that was beyond what I saw in both church and it's practitioners.
My grandmother from Austria was a healer and the stories that were passed down often made me wonder if she left her home country for America due to more than a marriage. Hearing her described as a "doctor" when she had limited education.
It is through her I learned to appreciate nature even more. She was magickal and I sit here thinking she never learned to speak english yet somehow we could communicate. I was still a child when she passed, she was born in 1885 and left us in the 70's. We would walk through the forest and eat berries she would point out, mushrooms, and running streams that were not polluted.
Moving forward, I was perusing the book store that we frequented and I was drawn to a section that I never really ventured. I had always been interested in the faiths I knew about, but that day was different. It was as if a string had be connected to me leading me to the Spiritual section of the store and away I went and continued to investigate something I had always believed.
We all have gifts, though some people do not even realize it, and to tap into that realm of existance which allows us freedom to be who we truly are is rewarding.
I am still captivated at all the tools I already had within my home. I sometimes felt "why did I buy this," or "I did I pick this up while camping?" Now, I realize it all had meaning and purpose. I sometimes think that my upbringing suppressed my true nature.
A minor event that occured while camping. I had been wanting to purchase a compass. I just did not want to spend the money. I spoke of it for a few week and on one of our camping trips, in the sands by a lake, there it was sparkling for me to find.
I may not be as knowledgable as many people here, but I have realized my spirituality permeatest through me, both within and without. That things can and will happen with that piece of me that is not really a part of this world.
This is a blessing that other "faiths" may feel as evil, but to me it is who I am.
I am happy for those who were raised in the pagan or heathen ways. The knowledg you have and the openness of those who practice with you. You are blessed. Some of us, well, we were tenderly nudged by the unseen to be brought into the folds of mysticism.
Thank you for reading.
Not in technical terms!
It is too inaccurate to be an insult.
Really I don't like the term redneck. People would assume I'm a redneck because I'm from Kentucky and live in Indiana.
Yeah but its come to mean something derogatory unfortunately. On a side note, my great grandpa was one of those workers I believe. :)
I honor that which is you and honor that which is me and we are one.
YOU used "rednecks". The Romans knew how to integrate several different influences in sophisticated ways, you can't do that with a small mind.
Crétin, go study something yourself instead of thinking it's cool to insult civilisations. Bloated twit.
ckevn, you should know me better.
Much love to you.
Who's equating Romans with us good ole southern boys they twern't nothin like us!
I arrived at my conclusions via the study of atom weights and interaction of neurons. The hippocampus generates them well after all other, well most other parts of the brain ceases to do so and that part of the brain house the area specific for religious zeal, namely the limbic system. Temporal lobe is where it seems to be. I was equally interested in the relationship of protons neutrons.
I came to a conclusion that the quest for and/or acceptance of spirituality may be experienced by all things, Universally.
It made me realize that animism is most likely the correct approach to rationalize my being, so I went with it.
Never look back, I can never ever look back.
I Look back but I don't go back
I was always the one everyone tagged as the villian even when I was attacked
I watched Cross draggers price gouge others After I ran away from home To Keep From Going to a disciplinary boot camp . It was pretty clear i wasn't one of them so What else could I be? My brother gave me my tools, first book and Altar kit . (To try to get me killed.)
I took it left home read the book Whined for a while, then became a warrior witch, and
I survived I was taught by others along the way I self dedicated Here I am.
Pretty much I experienced a bunch of things in dreams and found these experiences matched up with those of others of certain celtic pagan theme. I felt guided and it's all academic from there.