As most people I'm close to know, I don't follow the typical belief. I'm pagan, which means that I'm what people usually call a witch or wiccan. There are SO many superstitions surrounding Wicca that are so annoying. No, I don't fly around on a broom. No, I can't talk to dead people. Yes, I do spells, but only ones that are beneficial for either myself or those that I'm working on. No, I don't do dark magic.
The dark magic thing is getting to me lately. Last night I had a dream that I forced my father's side of the family (VERY christian) to take part in a ritual. This wasn't your typical ritual. It was a dark ritual. I was trying to invoke (or call out) the dark god. Definitely NOT something I would do. In my dream, it was like some strange power was forcing everyone to stay. At the same time, I never completed the ritual because I kept getting interrupted by people and animals walking into the room.
Dreams like this bug me in a way. I swore that I would never even touch the 'grey'. I would simply stay with the good, white magic. There's some subconscious part of me that's pulling me to the dark. Maybe it's the fact that my birth mother, Raven Shadow Moon, (who is also Wicca) likes to walk in the grey. Maybe it's some part of me that isn't good. At all.
I can only hope that my will and my positivity keeps me on the light path.
Until next time, blessed be.
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