Note to reader: The following post is about MY personal feelings about MY personal faith. In this post I speak for NO One but myself. Any offensive comments on this post will be deleted. Please feel free to post your own thoughts on your own page.

Dear reader I can honestly say that I personally came to my faith for a selfish reason.

I wanted a reason to live and to keep living. Before I found my faith I had so much self hate inside. I didn’t think I deserved to be alive.

I felt that weight of self hate go off my shoulders the first time I went in to Circle 5 years ago and it hasn’t came back since.

I have days where I wish I was in an easier accepted faith. I would love to go in to a temple and pray to my Gods without fear of society.

I dream of a world where temples would be available like churches and the majority of people wouldn’t scream for them to be torn down.

I don’t want to beat people over the head to believe as I do. I just don’t want to be viewed as crazy for believing in more than one God.

The Gods for some reason called to me and my life hasn’t been the same since. I don’t even know how I could separate myself from my faith now if I wanted to.
I heard that one of the ladies on “Real Housewives” is a Witch and Pagan and part of me wanted to yell instinctively “You’re not helping our cause here lady”. However who am I to judge her?

I started my walk of faith for myself and my sanity and it is going to stay that way.

I just really hope that the Gods will send me a guy, a life mate, a hubby, who will at least understand my faith if not share it.