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Why am I a Witch?

Occasionally, I am asked the question, "Why are you a Witch?" The question itself always causes me a bit of disconnect. I find the question to be rather misplaced. I would never ask "Why are you a Jew?" or "Why are you a Christian?" mostly because the answer I would get, in general, is meaningless. In general, I would be told, "I was born that way" probably followed with cursory reasoning as to why the person's religion is correct or true. And frankly, it is in part those attempts to convince me that are one of the reasons I should state when asked why I am a Witch. But "because you felt the need to ask me why" is not the whole reason.

There's much more to choice of belief system than "because people need to think more." By illustration, I offer a rather long and drawn out tale that I will attempt to condense by means of reference to one of my favorite books, "The Illuminatus! Trilogy" by Robert Anton Wilson. One of the characters in the book is suddenly enlightened, a kind of light switch in his head is toggled, whereby he suddenly saw things for what they were. This was called "seeing the fnords." And to his shock and amazement, there were fnords everywhere he looked that he just hadn't seen before.

I postulate that the question, "Why are you a Witch" is generally asked by those who cannot see the fnords. "Narrow minded" is an unfair characterization, in that being narrow minded is in itself a conscious choice when presented with contrary information. Failure to contemplate other possibilities is a much more passive process, especially when the information that would cause the process of careful contemplation to begin is often simply not available in a form that would trigger the appropriate response. In other words, their reality is a subset of the whole. This reality has labeled as "truth" the religion that they were brought up with, exposed to, and validated externally. Oftentimes, alternatives are not presented in a form that triggers a thoughtful response, and instead is passed off as whimsical or fantasy, likely dreamed up by people who have read too much science fiction as children.

This "reality" is further validated by the people they choose to keep around them, the community they live in, and oftentimes the country as well. For example, their reality is validated by a hunk of rock bearing the Ten Commandments erected in a public courthouse. It is validated by Christmas and Easter being public holidays. It is validated every time a politician intones that America is a "Christian nation."

When these validation mechanisms are questioned, oftentimes those who hold their version of reality as dear, will do some very strange things, sometimes even against the tenets of their own religion, to keep the validation. After all, questioning core beliefs can be quite frightening. While this may seem like throwing the baby out with the bath water, it often happens when the validation becomes more important than the actual message on which the reality is based.

So why am I a Witch? Because I saw the fnords. My core value system was called into question. Alternate information was presented in a form that triggered a deep contemplative response. In my case, the information was presented, unwittingly, by a Sunday School teacher. Once the process was begin, there was no going back. The comfortable little cubbyhole called Christianity no longer worked on most levels. There were too many holes, too many contradictions, my foot outgrew the shoe. But there were some parts that DID work, and I chose to keep those parts as my personal reality, and eschew the rest.

But that still doesn't quite resolve why I am a Witch. It explains why I am not a Christian, but that is not the whole of the story. Once one sees the fnords, they are everywhere. They are in all religions, in the holy teachings, in the books, in the clergy, everywhere. But unlike other religions that call those who see fnords "heretics" or "unbelievers" or burn them at the stake, Wicca EMBRACES them. The religion REQUIRES you to think them through, not to accept discongruity on "faith." It provises a skeletal structure on which you fashion the flesh of your own reality, complete with your own fnords. And so long you accept the skeleton as your foundation, your reality can look almost any way you desire.

Unlike other religions, you must THINK and LEARN and accept or reject pieces before they are grafted to the skeleton of your reality. And if a piece no longer fits, you can refashion it, so long as the skeleton remains whole.

This is not to say that the skeleton itself cannot be changed. It can. It just then is not Wicca, but something else. The point is that to be a Wiccan you must examine your core, do research, create writings, learn lessons, and formulate your OWN ideas of right, wrong, and what's in the middle. Most Wiccans know that shades of grey exist everywhere, and that life cannot be dictated by stone tablets, unchanging books, or because someone else said so. And THAT is why I am a Witch.

Comments

I just wanted to say that you've written a very concise and elegant explaination here. Thank you so much.

I'm still struggling with "the stuff in the tomato juice" myself, but it's coming along nicely, thanks.

What a wonderful essay. And it speaks very clearly to many of the reasons I answer the question the same way.

I do find it interesting when I get asked questions like that. "Why are you wiccan/pagan?" or "Why are you vegetarian?" I never hear people get asked "Why are you Christian?" or "Why do you eat meat?" or "Why are you heterosexual?" It does get a bit wearing at times to have people assume my lifestyle is to be questioned because it isn't mainstream. Thank you for providing some very eloquent ideas to be used in response.

I know what you mean--sometimes I get tired of explaining my non-traditional life choices. But I try to remember that everytime someone aks "Why are you a vegan?" or "A witch? Really! What the fuck is up with THAT?" I have a chance to spread some love and done some good in this world.

Even though sometimes I wanna tell 'em to bugger off...

The point is that we ARE out of the mainstream, and we owe it to others to gently offer them a chance to swim out to our end of the pool, especially when they ask politely.

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