witchcraft
Modern Misunderstanding Of The Occult
I recently had an interesting conversation with a casual acquaintance about spirituality and the occult. She is new to metaphysics and mysticism, but since these topics are of great interest and intrigue to me, I needed no convincing to dive into it with her.
It soon became obvious that she had some misunderstandings, and even a few misgivings regarding these matters. For example, she believes a ‘spiritual person’ is someone who engages in some form of religion or spiritual practice, such as meditation or prayer. She also believes spirituality is the exclusive domain of humans, as animals do not practice any religion or spirituality – they merely exist in nature.
Many people confuse ‘being religious’ with ‘being spiritual’ – one does not necessarily imply the other. Living a spiritually aware or conscious life simply means ‘living in the truth’ of who you are – a spirit being in human form. One can be religious, but it is not a prerequisite to living your true spiritual identity.
I also explained to her that the creatures of this earth may appear to be ‘soulless,’ but all living, sentient beings, as well as nature at large, are all expression of Spirit, God, Source, Universe, the Divine. How the animals operate and survive in this world is what is inherently true of the inner being of who they truly are. The entire universe is an expression of its sacred origins. In fact, in my opinion animals live with much greater alignment to higher consciousness than most modern humans do!
It took her some time to evaluate these concepts, but she did eventually come to a conclusion that there must be some truth to it. However, the real fun began when I mentioned my life-long interest in the occult. She vehemently protested that everything relating to the occult is “evil and demonic.” I asked her what facts or personal experience she based this opinion on, but her only justification was that this is “what most people believe.”
Confessions Of A Shapeshifter
I was born human, but I also have the ability to shapeshift. I morph into the form of a female cougar a few times a month. Mostly, this happens when the day turns to night. I suppose some might call me a weirdo, or something that is evil, but the truth be told my mission is to help the animals. I mostly take care of domestic cats and dogs that are on the loose, and can’t take care of themselves.
My spirit has been the same from the beginning of time. When I feel the shift coming on, I am overcome by a feeling of dizziness, and sleep. From that point I feel myself changing. My vision becomes super sharp, as well as my sense of smell. I also feel my body change. I become sleek and strong, and all muscle, so it seems.
I then make my exit from my human home. I am very careful not to be seen by anyone. I am sense trouble in specific areas where many pets have lost their homes. They are hungry, tired and cold. Their owners have sinned against the animal kingdom. They bought pets for their children, mostly, and they do not understand the changes that a domestic pet goes through, growing into adulthood. They are lazy, and don’t understand or respect the needs of animals. They tire of taking care of their pets, an too often they let it loose.
Abandoned pets become depressed and confused, and starved. This is where I come in. I gather up these animals, into colonies, then I show them the sense of love that I have for them. We start out by dumpster-diving for food. We must learn to eat any way we can, and stupid humans are usually very wasteful, with their food.
Many Lifetimes Together As Soulmates
I have a very special friend I sometimes secretly refer to as Mr. Impossible, or Mr. Can’t Make Up His Mind, and a few other names I best keep to myself.
I started dating him when I was 27, which means I’ve known him for more than half my life. We stopped dating when I remarried at 33, but we maintained our friendship, and even dated briefly again after my divorce.
His only marriage was messy and the divorce brutal. As a result he decided to never again commit to anyone. In fact, just recently he bought myself another Harley-Davidson motorcycle because he was “feeling a little lonely.”
He is the only person, besides my husband, I would consider calling at 3:00 am to bail me out of jail. He is not only my best friend, but we are also soulmates – in the truest sense of the word. The connection we have was immediate, intense and absolute from the first moment we met.
We also share many interests and beliefs. For example, we are both fascinated with prehistory: dinosaurs, cave paintings, artifacts, and lucky to live in a state that has one of the largest dinosaur dig displays and museums in the country.
He has also acknowledged to me that he feels we were supposed to be together in this lifetime. He has also confided that if he were to ever get married again, it would be to me – but he doesn’t want that kind of commitment anymore. His decisions have affected my destiny, and as long as he knows that, I’m okay with it.
We always sense when the other is in crisis and we can talk over almost any issue or personal challenge. For example, I picked up the phone one day, without thinking, and intuitively started dialing his number, when it dawned on me that it was not the best time to call as he was still at work. So, I hung up.