My mother, spying a book about Wicca on my bookshelf, asked if I was studying witchcraft. She had a tremor of fear in her voice.

Yes, I answered.

Oh, don’t do that, she pleaded, her understanding of the word “witch” coming from the usual channels of misinformed media and vested interest pulpit.

But I’ve always been a witch, I told her, and so have you. I just didn’t know that until I started reading about Wicca. The day you pulled your children out of Sunday school, took them to a field of flowers, and told them they didn’t have to go to church to find God…you were a witch.

Every time I pick an herb to make a tea for a sick friend…I'm a witch. I sit in my garden, realizing I'm part of nature, a child of Earth…I'm a witch. I take a moment, focus my intent, and dream. When that dream manifests…I've made magick. Magick is the art of changing the visible with the invisible.

Wicca, ancient Earth religion, of the Earth, about Goddess, Gaia, the Earth Mother, about Communion, about Healing, about Compassion, about Love, about Honoring the Life Force within all, about Spirit, about Intent, about Choice, about Responsibility, about Spiritual Autonomy…about Joy.