As a child I remember that my view of the world was very spiritually-based. For my first few years, I thought everyone saw things this way. When anything happened, I pondered the far-reaching effects of it... not just in my family's life, but in the universe. I suppose I had the concept of the universe down before I knew how to read. As my vocabulary grew, I shared my thoughts, feelings, and beliefs with my family. In all fairness, my family is pretty open-minded for belonging to a strict, patriarchal Christian faith. Perhaps that is because they, too, have had unexplained experiences, insights, and questions that were not completely answered by their religion. As I reached a point where I began sharing my thoughts, I was met with more support than I would have had otherwise, in a household of that faith. For their open-mindedness in nurturing the exploring mind of a girl, I am very thankful to my parents. During my first year of junior high, I discovered books in the library that dealt with subjects like the occult, faeries, tarot cards... all things mystical. It was frustrating that these subjects were dealt with in only a general way, and I hankered for more details. I had always loved to read, but just had never found material like this in the children's section. It brings a smile to my face to remember my parents' reaction to me checking these things out - "it's a phase," "isn't that cute," and "be careful, honey." Their tolerant attitude did start to change, though....
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Muna - Why I call myself a witch
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Created November 13, 1997 by Morganna Avity