Hi everyone, I was pretty much-born Wicca. Living on Lake Michigan, in the woods and dunes. I was making alters before I knew that they were alters. However, I ended up allowing my grandmother to suck me into the idea of hell and spent a lot of unhappy years in religion. I have been living in Texas, almost devoid of water when you consider the size of Lake Michigan. Moving home next year in May so I can be part of my natural surroundings again. Going home in more ways than one.