| I no longer believe the lies... |
| People find faith in the lowliest of places. They read glossy pamphlets about far off paradises, and tote around masive volumes to preach the word. Why? Why believe in something you cannot taste, or touch, or smell, or see? I believed in nothing, because everything "they" said was always a contradiction, and often times, a lie. One night, when I was about thirteen, I experienced a long night that offered nothing but doubt and sleeplessness, that became my refuge. I began to think of the stories that my grandmother had told me as a child. They were not the stories that other children had been told. Her stories did not have princes and princesses, or golden balls and glass slippers. My stories had spirits and fairies, and talking trees and singing oceans. I realized that this sudden realization was not a coincident, for I had been currently falling into a downward spiral of depression. Somewhere among the exhustion, I fell asleep. In the depths of a dream, an old Lady appeared to me. I had no other intensions than to believe she was old by the silver color of her hair. She had no face, just eyes. They shifted colors like opals and tyger's eyes. Without words, she touched a colorless finger to my forhead. She said without moving her lips, for she had none,"All posses a gift. Yours will be your saving grace." After that night , months of reaserch followed. I found myself following a less traveled path into the studies of Paganism. I found Druid-based stories that held strong resemblence to those my grandmother had told me. I began to read about all facets of these teaching. I found books on how to use meditation to ease pain and find great truthes. Everything that I had found, had given my a sense of rest. All that I had believed as a child to be true about the ways of my universe and its inhabitance, finally made sense. In the years since that fateful night, I have lived a life that is uncomparable. I am a devoted Wiccan. I follow strict codes of morals and virtues. I pray several times a day in devotion to the Lady, whom I now call the "Goddess", for the second chance she gave me lead a good and happy life. Since then I have been a good student, made wonderful friends, and found peace in my restless spirirt. Although many do not agree with my beliefs, I believe that faith, regardless of its form, is truly beneficial. Practice what you preach, and life will reward you a hundred fold. Blessed Be. |
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