Not so much with Wicca, but with other Spiritism I had definitive evidence. But I'm uncomfortable talking about it and never have because I look back on those days with a sense of unreality.
But I will talk about them here for as long as I'm comfortable doing so.
As a kid throughout my teens I was desperately craving spiritual guidance. I had no mentors so I struck out on my own and read everything I could get my hands on from the Bible, books on Witchcraft and Celtics, to Mythology, the Satanic Bible, ESP etc.
To a small extent I could control the actions and emotions of people around me. At that point I was very uneducated about the different crafts and beliefs and called them "Brain Communications" or "BC's". I made my right hand into a Kempo-style fist, would discretely concentrate on a person and give them simple comands like: "Scratch your nose, tie your shoes, CALM DOWN, leave the room." and it worked consistently. It worked best with people I was close to emotionally though.
My innate ability scared and confused me which made my spiritual quest even more urgent.
I played with the flame on a candle, making it dance though I was not breathing on it. I scried the future in my mirror a couple times only- it scared me too much. I had constant premonitions which were noticed often by my friends and relatives. Premonitions were my biggest "gift".
A couple years later a couple boys and I sat in a field on a very clear day and within minutes we called rain.
One day, I was skipping school and wanting a pack of cigarettes but I had no money. Following the advice of some book I was reading, I started visualizing myself finding a wad of one dollar bills. The amount kept growing in my mind until I got to $20. Moments later I walked through some grass next to a road sign and looked down to find $20. in one dollar bills, folded neatly though wet from exposure.
The BIGGEST event, however, scared most of my "abilities" out of me and I started to distance myself from studying any spiritual beliefs for a while.
When I was about 13, my uncle was sexually inappropriate with me. I kept it bottled in for the most part until I returned the next summer. 2 of my friends and I were in the attic and they were telling me how much this uncle creeped them out and how they were certain he had actually molested their very little sister because they saw blood in her panties. I became ENRAGED. My uncle (who was mentally retarded) had a crush on one of my friends and he came up into the attic to "flirt". I looked at him and thought: "Why don't you just leave, get one of your guns and kill yourself." IMMEDIATELY, he went downstairs to his room. I was terrified at what I had thought and followed him. In his hand was a gun that I had to convince him to put away. I lost my "BC" ability that very day.
Other things I thought was magical at the time, but now realize was not, was my empathy. I could read people perfectly- even complete strangers. It's a gift I have kept over my lifetime.
And you're right. I don't seriously view my former ability to interpret dreams and read tarot cards as magical but connect it to my ability to read people.
As for my objections regarding my kids watching stage magic, it's only because of how it's presented. The magician often attributes the act to magic words or the intervention of spirits and such. It, like video games (IMO) makes it seem okay to call on such powers. It plants the seeds of curiosity of such and I don't WANT my kids curious about things I will absolutely not allow in my home. They challenge me enough (literally) the way it is. I tell them "no pentacles or pentagrams" and I later find them written ON THE WALLS of my home in hidable locations.
Because of my beliefs, doing those things is INVITING demonic trouble and we have enough troubles without them.
To me, God is VERY real. Magic is VERY real. God disproves of magic. The entertainment industry glorifies magic and "plays" with it as if it is harmless.
To me, allowing my kids to satisfy curiosity about magic would be the same as giving them a loaded gun to play "cops and robbers" with. It could turn deadly fast.
I don't fear magic or the demons though. I just refuse to invite them into our lives.
I KNOW this makes me out to be a complete fruitcake. But you asked![]()




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