Solitasolaces

Last seen: 7 weeks ago

Solita is a woman from The Big Smoke, Ontario, Canada

I am Witch,There a small sentence 4 words but they have molded the way I live my life But now to the questions,I grew up with many who would never call themselves witch.Ones that read tea leaves or laid hands or would announce a kins passing hours before we received the call.I had a Gran that taught me "kitchen sense" with herbs and plasters and she was a good Catholic in every way.Also a Nan that read tea cups at family dinners and knew who was calling on the phone or who would get an unexpected visitor within a fortnight She taught me the secrets of the pretty cups my mother worked so hard to buy. She taught me also the stories of the Tarot much the way you would now teach a youngling the myths and stories of Rome (No harm in the child,Francy)I had an uncle or so he was called in the family who lived in his bed in the back room who would send all of us kids scurrying for stones, balls and pennies all kinds of the detritus of living in a big city and with each one cupped in shaking also was taught by a man who would laugh at the term Shaman though he was native and taught me to walk between the shadows He gave me my Name which I still wear with pride. He showed me the way to my totem guide and brought me through the death of my mother and marriage while battling his own terminal fight about which he said nothing, and when he was no longer able to teach he sent me to one who had begun a Circle who agreed to guide this green novice.. and so coven training began...are these lessons to be disregarded too? I am now weary of the life of a Solitary and yearn for the life of community and family but how much of what I am is acceptable and what will be derided and mocked?