Most of the people in my life know I read tarot, despite my in or out status in that relationship. Consequently the other day a new friend from one of my grad classes who is having man issues called me and asked for a reading. We met at Starbucks and after the cards have been dealt and discussed we began talking about other readings we have both experienced. I told her about one a fellow Pagan gave me with her Goddess oracle deck. Which led to a conversation about religion where I had to cop to my witchy ways.
I have never come out to a friend so cavalierly before this weekend. I always sit the friend down and give them a speech and let them ask questions and yada yada yada. Quite a formal affair, like I am cluing them into a big controversy. But this time, I felt comfortable enough just saying, “I am a witch.” And it went swimmingly. My friend even admitted she thought I already was Pagan due to my love of tarot.
This whole event led to a pretty big revelation for me. Yes there are still people out there who are very intolerant of Paganism (my family included). But the world is changing. Or at least my world is. I feel more comfortable in my own skin and more honest in my day to day life. Maybe it is because I live in a new city and am making wonderful friends. Or maybe it’s because I am beginning to accept myself a little more.
© Ariadne Woods