I don't think my real name matters. I going to talk about my experiences with religion first. My family was initially catholic (now evangelic) and I when I was very young I did that evagelic school for kids (I have 18 years old now) for quite some time but never felt anything coming from the Heavens, nothing Divine, I just go to study parts of the Bible, we talk about it, make some prayers etc, but I really never felt God or Devil (not sure about the last). Then I stopped going to it. My life is pretty fine, I mean, I never had problems with spirits, never heard voices, a normal life. I was considering finding God alone, but going back in the human history (and reading Dan Brown's books), I kind of changed my mind. I'm actually 30% atheist (maybe 60% but whatevers) and 70% theist (I never saw, never felt, never heard any kind of paranormal stuff but I think it may exist) but I really wanted to begin some kind of spiritual path to see if christianism wasn't meant for me or if it really none of this paranormal stuff exist (I'm a man of facts, but I can't say stuff don't exist without trying find it for real). I REALLY inclined to being a wiccan because of some factors:
1- I never had problems with spirits, but people say if one has some kind of religion, it may cause spirits to check you every now and then. In a wiccan site, I found they're MUCH different form what christian people say, nothing like Satanism but similar to "druids" in RPG games (sorry, but that it the best way I can put it in words). And they teach you how to make protection spells against pratically anything that could harm your sould/spirit and the loved ones (I'm not planning to begin something that could risk my family).
2- You can become a wiccan "alone". Yeah, eventually (especially if you don't know where to look or how to start) you will need help but you don't need to rely on other people "way" to think. Not hate here, but a lot of christians are extremely hateful and violient towards other opinions (I sick tired of flame wars between atheism vs christianism), but as the wiccan site said "We feel that all religions are equally valid, and you should be free to choose the one with which you are most comfortable". Not hate towards haters is more my style.
3- "Witchcraft is a nature religion" I always respect nature I'm a way most people don't. I never put fire on plants, no trash on the park, I find difficult killing insect or deadly animals (I'm pretty sure this has nothing to do with Wicca but I rather find a way to drag or carry them out without hurting or killing, not matter how time it takes). I also felt some kind of hate towards people put fire on forests, hurt animals etc.
With all this, I felt Wicca has more things that I can relate and it also got protection spells, amulets etc. I don't really want to summon the dead or nothing like this, I just want to find something that makes me feel good in a different way, for my soul (if I have one) and protect myself if something try to threaten my sanity or else.
Now about Shamanism. I want to know if it is possible being both wiccan and shaman. Wicca for protection and Shamanism to have a "better understanding" of the spirit world. But I also have now idea where to start. The site I've found say the got an online community to help people interested but I need to know if anyone knows a good site to talk about starting with Wicca, the procedures, requisites etc, it would be good.
For last, I want to talk about something that happened to me as I was very young. In the same house I live now, when I was 9-11 years old, I was alone in the at one of the gates of my house (in Brazil we got walls with a gate and gates before the doors and gates in the windows). I don't know the right word, but here on the "corridor" we got my house, another house in the left, which is a connected wall for both my house and the 2nd (this second house is now a guest's house) and for last a third house in the far left, also sharing one wall with the 2nd house.
Those two other houses, where here before me and my family got here (also there were still people living there) and after some months they leave and my mother won the other two houses for whatever she wanted. I can't remember when exactly but was early night (19PM) and I was in one of the inside gates, right at entrance, just sitting, and this third house was already demolished (the only of three to get sledgehammered).
When I turned my head left, there was a figure standing with the back at me, kind of facing the wall. It was dressed like one of those magicians, such as Mister M, but the clothes were colored like a metallic dark-blue and was also wearing a top hat and a cape. I didn't felt dread or fear, it was just standing there. After some 9-10 seconds it turned it face to me. He had a slim mustache, white skin (not like a ghost, but as a white dude who took a light sunbath), had small black hair and was smiling at me. Not like a psycho, or a demonic smile, neither a demonic face at all. Was a gentle smile, and his eyes where closed, like he was kind of happy to see me, then after 3 seconds, he just dissapeared. Not like I blinked and gone, he just gone out of nowhere. Nothing bad happened that night, neither the other night or any of them at all. I even forgot about that.
Then when I was like 13-14 I saw him again but this time, in my auntie's house. It has two floors and the third is just for barbecue, so it has only one part with shingles roof and most are uncovered.
When I was climbing here alone, I got the staircase and there I was. I turned left, walked a bit and there he was a again, in the far left corner. He was looking down the street like I usually do, arms on the wall, inclined body and right foot touching the back of the left fibula. He was standing there and then he looked at me again. This time, took much less time to he notice me and to dissapear again. When he looked at me, he was like "younger" with a suprised expression, not like caught on act but like "Hmmm? What are you doing here?" and then he vanished. I could see his eyes that time and they're where like human black eyes (not like full black, just the iris) and he suit this time was black and he didn't had the slim mustache (maybe that's the why he looked youger) and I didn't felt dread, fear, headaches or nothing. He neither spoke to me, just like the last time. I never saw him again.
I'm not sure sure if it was real or not, but I'm pretty sure I wake at the time. The fact that I say I'm not sure, is because he always vanished so fast that makes me question if it was legit. But I still remember him if I think about. The image in my mind is blurry but is stil him. Anyone had a similar experience? What he could be? I never felt afraid of him, he looked like he knows me but didn't wanted to chat.
Sorry for the long text and thanks if you read it to end. Peace!
Whatevers quest I was trying to complete only led me to nowhere, only more and more question, and a growing feeling of hopelessness, the evil of men, the inaction of both the law of man and the fairness of the universe.
But one day, about 3 years ago, I just stopped. No more wanting, not more desire, no more endless search, I just stopped and felt my breath, a deep, long and delicious breath. Then all the things in this world that made me sad or anxious were gone. The only trace I had that those negative feelings were real was this feeling of lightness, which was completely new to me, as a proof that no more search was necessary.
And I finally realized one thing that some of you told me: be the very best you can be. This world we live in, the people that live here, nothing truly matters so long as Y O U are the loving person others are not, Y O U are the fair person that others are not, Y O U are the person which you would like others to be. We cannot change the world or the hearts of men, but we can change not only ourselves but how we view the vile of life aswell.
I still have no religion or gods or ways of spirit but I realized that I no longer need them. I have all that I'll ever need inside of M E, in my very own heart. And if the gods, should they exist, decides to punish once I am free of my mortal vessel, then so be it. I live a life of quiet, of caring, of honesty to my beliefs of what is good and what is not, a life where I no longer draw in and shoot out the negativeness of this world, a life of auto-realization and love. If eternal pain and suffering is what awaits someone like me, I fear for those who follow such gods or goddesses, but I do not pity them for their choice, after all, I made my choice aswell and I am more than fine with it.
When I stopped looking at others humans on Earth and deities in the universe, it was when I completed myself. And then there was peace at long last.
I am here to tell to whoevers person that may stumble upon my story, that if you do not find the answers anywhere no matter how hard you try or how hard others make your existence for you, time itself will answer you, so do not fret when nothing comes your away, because it eventually will. If you will accept it or not, I don't know, but I know I did and that the my answer also came from within. When time comes, be honest with yourself and you'll be light aswell. Farewell.
P.S: My fancy friend with his tuxedo hasn't visited me since that time when I had those 13-14yrs old, guess I'm no longer of interest of his.