by Kara Edenburn

Created on: January 13, 2009

I didn't start off as Wiccan. I had been raised in a Catholic family and going to church, going to what I called church school once a week, being an alter server and for a short while in the church choir made me not only some-what devoted, but a good Catholic girl.

It wasn't until after my grandfather's passing at eleven years old did I start questioning it. Little bit at a time I had questioned what I was learning and the more I tried to figure it out the more I wondered about it. I could never really talk to my family about it. We didn't even go to church that often, only as often as we had to. Even when I prayed for the answers I needed, I never got those answers.

By ninth grade I decided to start learning and practice. I was on my own on this. Most of my friends either were Catholic or not really religious or spiritual at all. The only resources I had was the Internet and I wasn't sure about believing everything it said either. I hadn't truly became Wiccan until a while after my grandmother; who had raised me had passed away. I had asked and asked why? she was a young, good catholic woman who stressed herself over her own brother and oldest child which neither of them deserved help or praise. Then I'd think over all the other questions I had asked myself since I was eight and never got those answers either.

The point to all of this is to explain my answer of why I became wiccan better. I kind of laughed a while back cause back in tenth grade I figured out the answer to all my questions. No matter how many candles at church I light, how many times a night I'd pray or how much money I'd donate to the church I was never going to get help for my family.

Becoming wiccan at the beginning had fulfil one of my many questions. That was why is it that I try so hard to be a good Catholic person when I don't even feel like I belong as a Catholic. Finding out a couple years later that a couple members of my family were practicing pagans as well and that my ancestors from one side of the family were druids. So magic and the beliefs had always been within me and it helped me more knowing that and with my boyfriend helping me learn as well, I started feeling whole. So as my best answer to why I became wiccan cause I never felt whole as a Catholic nor being true to myself or my own heritage and my journey to get to this point helped me.

As I used to hear and I like using it now and then, It's not the destination that's important it's the journey that takes you to your destination and the same goes to that why isn't the important question, it's the how you got there is the answer to the why that's important.

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