My parents always tried to make sure that I did that whole church on Sunday thing, but after I reached a certain age it wasn’t ever pushed that I needed to go. If I wanted to go I did, if I didn’t want to go I didn’t have to. I can relate with the religious family, but I have always had family that has supported what I have chosen to do and to be so long as “I am not hurting myself or anyone/anything else.” For the longest time, my father affectionately referred to my studying as “that.” My favorite line of all time that I can remember him saying to me is “you aren’t doing that in the house are you?” Lol, there are worse things I could have been doing in the house but “that” was the biggest concern at the time. But again, it has turned and we are back to the “as long as I am not hurting myself, others, etc” all is well, and it isn’t even a big thing to be practicing “that” in the house anymore as many of you know my parents let me use the house for gatherings.

In looking at my family now, I believe I turned to the path that I did because it gave me a sense of ancestry a sense that no matter where I go I will always be a part of something and that they will always be with me. I too, like many of you have already expressed felt like this was a place where I fit in. I believe in the God and Goddess, the ancestors, nature spirits, and all that is around me because I feel these things in my presence. I still think that we all come from a universal one, but that one is an encompassment of all things masculine, feminine, animal, mineral, and everything in between. I think all and all everyone is just searching for some “truth” that they can follow, but I think what makes the difference is whether we choose to follow “truth” blindly or if we choose to ask questions and challenge along the way. I choose to ask questions, and I can only hope that everyone does the same.