My witchy origin story

Like most others, I discovered witchcraft in junior high school. I think it was sixth or seventh grade. A girl in my class had told me about Wicca, and showed me spells on very 90s-esque websites. I didn’t get into it then, but to say it piqued my interest is an understatement.

I first approached witchcraft seriously in 9th/10th grade. I started taking witch books out of the library as well as books on divination and anything else I could get my hands on. I had a friend in real life I could practice and share knowledge with. We bought all of our supplies from the Dollar Store. Sometimes we would walk into the woods, sit down in a clearing, burn some incense and just listen to nature. I really, really liked this. I didn’t really consider it as a religion or spirituality, though. It was more of something I liked to read about, but I didn’t have the freedom or the resources to practice often.

When I was 18 years old, I really got into tarot reading. I loved everything about it and I finally had the resources to buy my own decks. I became email “pen pals” with a girl I met online who offered to trade readings with me. We wrote each other long e-mails, sharing the different nuances of our paths. I can’t stress enough how important it is to have some sort of companionship on your path, even if you’re a solitary witch. It makes a world of difference.

This was really my first true, wholehearted experience with witchcraft, spellwork and deity work. I believe at the time I labeled myself a Dianic Wiccan. I don’t subscribe to this title any longer, however I still feel more comfortable working with female deities over male ones.

I’m only 27 now, so I’ve been on and off with witchiness and reading cards for about 10 years. It’s hard to keep something in your life permanently, when everything else is fighting for a space. I work full-time now but I’m not going to school anymore which affords me more free-time and I feel like I’ve truly found my place among witches at last.

Part of the problem for me was overcoming my own anxieties and insecurities about being a witch. I felt like I would get made fun of or laughed at by my friends. My friends have changed a lot in the past ten years. Luckily, everyone currently in my life accepts me for who I am. I can only deny who I am for so long, and it feels like I am finally coming clean.

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