Why I became a Pagan.

After many years of being pissed off at the “Do as I say, but not as I do BS” & being sent letters saying “You are not a good Catholic because your Church support is 5 weeks behind”, I decided to explore another path of Spiritual Enlightenment. These weren't the only two reasons; there is more, alot more. Back in 1999, I got separated and divorce proceedings were set in motion from my first wife. There were differences that couldn't be solved, especially the big one, what place in our marriage would her boyfriend play. Since then, I & she have put all that aside and now get along good. Anyhow, since I was now divorced, I was bad in the eyes of the Church. Fast-forward a year & a half; I got remarried to my long lost soul mate, Sunnie. Now, not only am I divorced because due to my 1st spouse was guilty of being involved in an affair, I was not married within the Church. My parents paid the 800 bucks in 2004 for an Annulment for me because they wanted my 1st marriage to be done with in the Church's eyes. There's something interesting, legally my marriage was done, but the Church wanted a piece of pie too to say that it never took place. So now back to 2001, I am now happily remarried and I do what every “good” Catholic was programmed to do, go to Confession during the Easter season. It was Good Friday and I am in the confessional confessing my sins one minute, and the next minute I was thrown out of the confessional by one of the “older” priests of Saint Dominic's parish because I was guilty of committing a Mortal Sin every day being married outside the Church and since I was guilty of this, it was like see ya you piece of shit, I am better than you, you evil sinner. I was floored; I was now lumped in the murderer and rapist category. I then went to a younger priest who did absolve me without any prejudice because I was here to confess my sins in the eyes of God. Let’s just say, I never again went to confession. In 2004, I lost being hired by a Catholic Grade School because the Pastor of Saint Doms, the fuckin pompous asshole that he is, would not give me his OK to get a job teaching, to put food on my table, to clothe my kids, to pay tuition & church support, because I was divorced & remarried. It didn't matter that I always volunteered my time there by coaching soccer & being a scout leader or I always gave money when asked, I was a Heathen because I was divorced. My question was this, “So it is all right for countless children to be sexually abused by priests only to be covered up by sending these assholes somewhere else to only cause more harm again & again?" So now its 2005, the age of the internet, with a few strokes of the keys, I found a witch's meet up group and discovered that witches, contrary to popular belief, are not evil, they practice a Pagan religion called "Wicca", or the religion of the "wise". They not only don't worship the devil, nor sacrifice animals or babies, & don't have wild sex orgies; they worship God & Goddess and are thankful for all that nature has given us. And the big thing that really caught my attention was that Pagan religions predated Christianity by tens of thousands of years! Wow I thought, this is for me because each person is free to worship the divine as they see fit and most importantly it ok who I am! Since then, I am a dedicated member of an Eclectic Pagan Coven, the Pennypack Coven located in Mayfair, which is 5 minutes from my house. My Coven mates are a loving bunch of hardworking regular ordinary every day people! My immediate family and close friends support me in my decision to worship as I do too! My next hurdle is to come out of the "Broom Closet" to my devout Catholic parents, but I will cross the bridge eventually, but that’s all for now, see ya all soon.

Blessed Be,

Treborus