Forward Thinking....

My parents had a unique way of working with my siblings and I, a functional way to get arround the "I wants."

When I was five I told my Mom that I wanted to get my ears peirced, my mom said "If you still want peirced ears when you turn six, you can have it done." So I waited and the day before I turned six my mother asked me "Do you still want your ears peirced?" I said yes, and the next day my Mom and my Sister-in-Law (My oldest brothers Wife) pulled me out of kindergarten and took me to the mall where I had holes punched in my ears and got to hug the softest teddy-bear ever. My first girls day out, a wonderful day.

That year after school let out I told my Mom that I wanted short hair (mine had always been to my butt) and she said "If you still want a hair cut in September, we'll get you cut before you go back to school." At the end of August mom asked me if I still wanted short hair, and I said yes. So again, she and my Sister-in-Law took me out, and donated my hair to Lochs-for-Love and had ice cream.

That year, when I turned seven I asked if I could get a perm. Mom said if I wanted it when I was nine I could have it. And the pattern continued.

I have been non-christian by my own declaration since I was nine. When I was eleven I told my parents I didn't want to go to church with the pastor (who lived across the street) anymore, they both agreed that I wouldn't go to church but I should continue with vacation bible school and the youth groups for a year. Then I was given the choice, when we moved to stop going to church, and I stopped.

That was the end of the "I wants" from me a little more than a year later, my mom gave me a book by Edgar Cayce and my Dad gave me Celtic Shaman by John Matthews. And I was asked if this is what I beleived. I said yes. My parents let things stand at that for a while, but after another year when I turned thirteen (in 1995) and my Dad moved my sibs and I to Utah, he gave me a little yellow computer disc that was a copy of his own book of shadows that he had been keeping since 1972.

In the years since that Book of Shadows has been lost twice and rebuilt, added to and edited, as we approach my 15th year as a practicing Witch I want to remember where I came from, and share what has made me who I am.

Blessed Be;
Echo