My fundamentalist Christian brother’s ideas about what witches do approach the hysterical. If even 1/100th of what he thinks happens really did, I’d be exhausted and incarcerated.
Yeah, some of us dance nekkid in the moonlight. I haven’t done it — yet — but I do worship sky clad when I perform rituals indoors. Trust me, my nekkid body is no longer exciting to behold, so I’m not certain how scandalous my practice could be, even if someone did catch sight of me. Since you probably don’t know many witches, you should know that we come in all shapes, sizes and appearances. A circle of witches dancing is not going to resemble a crowd of nekkid Playboy centerfolds frolicking in a woods. So put your cameras away, folks — no one wants to see that.
The animal sacrifice myth would be amusing if it wasn’t so cruel and gross. Wiccan witches don’t kill animals, at least not for ritual. If a grizzly bear was menacing my child, yeah, I’d turn him into a rug. But your pets are safe from me, folks. Unless they pee in my garden, then I’m gonna spray them with a garden hose.
Generally, we witches lead quiet lives. We don’t always wander the woods looking for mushrooms and herbs. Sometimes we do the laundry. Other times we may watch TV. We are surely not spending our precious time coming up with spells to throw on YOU. We also don’t kidnap children — most of us have some of our own. And yes, children are plumb and delicious looking, but I’ve never butchered anything larger than a catfish. Seems like a lot of trouble to me just for dinner.
Like the title says, we just wanna have fun. We don’t want to poison your cow’s milk and we don’t want to make your fields. Just leave us alone to dance nekkid in the moonlight and we will all get along fine
Blessed Be




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