I often meet people who are wanting to become witches. They ask a lot of questions and read a lot of books. Then when I see them again, they have joined a local church. Which is fine, but I feel as if I have somehow failed them, and Paganism at large. I have been tossing this around in my head lately.
I need to remember that these folks are “seekers”. And as a witch, I don’t proselytize. And I am a loner. And a sucky friend. When you become a witch, it’s not all free childcare and basement potlucks. There’s no catechism. And there are definitely no easy answers. Especially when life gets difficult.
That’s not to say you won’t make new friends. Go to a festival. Join a book club. But for the most part, you’ve got to do it yourself. Want a ritual? Do it! Invite your friends or your neighbors or your children. Or not. Start a study group. And you might get teased. But you might not. Just be proud. Being a witch serves an important social function. And not everyone is cut out for it.
Being a witch means changing people’s perceptions. You might be just the witch of your family. You might be the witch of your apartment building. Your trailer court. Your town. Even the witch of a Pagan festival. Or a country. You can do it, if you want to. And although I’ll do my best to inspire you, I can’t do it for you.