Name: Anonymous 2013-01-10 0:53
Last night I celebrated New Years Eve with my coven. As you may know, I am a practicing Wiccan, and am in a circle of six witches. Every month at the full moon we convene in the forest and spend the night working on our rituals. Even though the full moon was on the 28th, we still had enough visibility to harness power on the 31st instead.
I told my parents I was going to a party, which is partially true, so for once they weren't judgmental. Plus I think they were relieved to have me out of the house during their party. I always end up acting awkward in front of the guests and my mom always has to nervously laugh and make up lies about me. I don't know why she's so ashamed of who I really am.
Anyways, I always look forward seeing my coven. They are my sisters and we are bound by blood. Last night we met where we always do, in the forest area behind my house. My parents' house is at the very top of a hill right next to a small hiking trail up the mountain. There are rarely people around, so it is my favorite place to let my inner feline out and worship mother Gaia.
We skipped the formalities last night and simply submitted to the powers of the forest. We made a small energy circle and drew out my spirit so that I would be able to get into the mindset of a cat. I let all of my instincts take over, forgetting that I was a human for just one night.
We explored the forest, drank out of a stream, climbed as far up the mountain as we could, and just spent hours laying in the grass looking at the stars. I loved being able to simply be.
As the sun rose and we came down from the mountain, sadness set in as I began to realize that I will never have fur that glistens in the sunlight as brightly as my sisters'. I will forever be confined indoors, longingly looking out at them as they run back to their homes.
I will never have their big, knowing eyes filled with the wisdom of a cat's life. I will always be an outsider trying to fit into their world. I am lucky that I was adopted into their coven, but sometimes it's hard not to feel like the odd one out.
My sisters and I are forever bound, but they will always have a deeper connection with each other than they do with me, and it kills me.
2012 was a prosperous year for me, and the positive energy that flowed from last night tells me that 2013 will be a good year as well. I can't dwell on things that I can't change. All I can do is live my life as much like a cat as possible, and when I die, hopefully I will be rewarded for my patience and long suffering.
I told my parents I was going to a party, which is partially true, so for once they weren't judgmental. Plus I think they were relieved to have me out of the house during their party. I always end up acting awkward in front of the guests and my mom always has to nervously laugh and make up lies about me. I don't know why she's so ashamed of who I really am.
Anyways, I always look forward seeing my coven. They are my sisters and we are bound by blood. Last night we met where we always do, in the forest area behind my house. My parents' house is at the very top of a hill right next to a small hiking trail up the mountain. There are rarely people around, so it is my favorite place to let my inner feline out and worship mother Gaia.
We skipped the formalities last night and simply submitted to the powers of the forest. We made a small energy circle and drew out my spirit so that I would be able to get into the mindset of a cat. I let all of my instincts take over, forgetting that I was a human for just one night.
We explored the forest, drank out of a stream, climbed as far up the mountain as we could, and just spent hours laying in the grass looking at the stars. I loved being able to simply be.
As the sun rose and we came down from the mountain, sadness set in as I began to realize that I will never have fur that glistens in the sunlight as brightly as my sisters'. I will forever be confined indoors, longingly looking out at them as they run back to their homes.
I will never have their big, knowing eyes filled with the wisdom of a cat's life. I will always be an outsider trying to fit into their world. I am lucky that I was adopted into their coven, but sometimes it's hard not to feel like the odd one out.
My sisters and I are forever bound, but they will always have a deeper connection with each other than they do with me, and it kills me.
2012 was a prosperous year for me, and the positive energy that flowed from last night tells me that 2013 will be a good year as well. I can't dwell on things that I can't change. All I can do is live my life as much like a cat as possible, and when I die, hopefully I will be rewarded for my patience and long suffering.