In one of my conversations with a friend about my being a witch, he asked me if I “believed” in the spells I cast. Actually he was more incredulous and posited – well you don’t actually believe in spells do you?
Sometimes it is difficult for me to remember that not everyone is familiar with the life I lead or with Earth-based and pagan religions. I take it as a matter of course, it is so much a part of who I am (and always have been) that often I forget and totally assume that everyone around me has the same knowledge and not that they believe those fake Hollywood “Charmed” witch stories. Or that I am in league with Lucifer (as many Chrisitans believe of witches).
Let’s get that Lucifer thing out of the way once and for all.
Earth-based/pagan religions have no ultimate evil, thus there is no DEVIL in the belief system. No matter how Hollywood depicts it (most recently in The Chronicles of Narnia, as the White Witch is a stand-in for Satan), we ( Wiccans/Pagans/Witches) do not believe in a figure of ultimate evil, thus we do not worship any kind of devil or demon.
Those who worship Satan are not witches. They are Satanists. Satanism reverses everything in Christianity – it is a direct result of Christianity. It has nothing to do with Earth-based religions and nothing to do with witchcraft. It corresponds to Christianity (even in Narnia, a Christian allegory – the White Witch is misnamed, she is in fact a Fallen Angel and not a witch at all).
Let me clarify also that although there are Dark Arts in witchcraft, none of them are focused on Satan or a Christian form of evil. That’s something seperate entirely and will take much more explaining on its own.
Back to my friend.
For some reason he would rather see what I do for a living as “entertainment” or at best, a kind of “therapy” but certainly not real magick.
I couched my reply to him in vague terms, letting him believe of me, what he chooses to believe for it is not important to me to have approval from him or from anyone regarding what I do.
My own father cannot even discuss what I do and he has known me my entire life and knew when I was fifteen years old and began my formal training exactly what I was getting into. However since he never participated in it and dismissed it as some silliness that my mother (and her family) were into he never considered that I would decide to live this as my life.
My mother is the major influence in my life. For myself and my brother we have followed her example of compassion, generosity, spirituality, kindness and giving of ourselves to our world and the people in it.
My father does not hold to these same values. He is very corporate and always has been, governed more by profit and loss than compassion and kindness. We are very different. My father does not even try to understand what I do. It is too much to ask.
And too much to explain, as I believe I cannot explain to my friend beyond the concepts that he is willing to open himself to.
But for the record, yes, I do believe.