A Year in the Shoes of a Boy Witch.
I guess like every story written, there has to be an introduction. My name is Edy, that is my given birth name, but I've chosen to call myself Alec, a shorten name of my middle name. Names aren't very important to me, they are useful for business, but if someone wants to know you, they have to get to know the real you. I am 22, work for a company that deals with the sales, fixing and rentals of Trucks, semis to be exact. My job is to return warranties and find them to make sure the company gets money back. It's a stressful job, but it pays okay. Besides these boring things I can say, well rather tell you as to where it won't be a surprise later on, I am gay, a Homosexual. That is one slam on the face out of the way, why? Well because it is really hard to find love in such a small pool of guys, specially when a lot of them are so superficial. The second slam of the face is that I am a Witch. No, not the "Charmed," "Sabrina, The Teenage Witch," kind of witch, these wont be fiction. I can't make things fly or appear or "apparate" like Harry Potter, but i am a Witch.
Now let me disclaim that i am not or nor have ever been an outcast. I am not one of those weird kids that is so fucked up by "life" that they decided to turn to witchcraft as a form of revenge or to "stick it to the man." I was raised a witch, pagan, wiccan, whatever it is you wish to call it. I am a traditional witch and an eclectic. Now before you guys who and start saying "that's not true, you can't be all those." Well, yes you can, because i have been all of those through of my life, and i was also raised Catholic/Christian, I am VERY eclectic. I was raised a witch by great-grandmother and grandmother.
So, by now i am sure that you are asking yourself why i am bothering to tell you all this. Well the it's quite simple. I want to write a book about what it is to be a Gay, young male, 22 going on 23 that is a Witch.
In this book i want to write about my life, in narrative-novel-like style. In a way it will be my journal and tarot journal, but none the less, still will be a book about the life of young male in the 21st century. Who will read this? That I have no clue but maybe someone, one day will.
So, without any more delay, lets begin. As you can see from the date, it is January 1st 2015, I have the day off from work which is amazing as yesterday was the worst day. I am writing while the boyfriend of 7 years takes a shower. Life is semi interesting and I keep busy, with what? well you'll see. My life has a certain why of throwing shit in my face really unexpectedly. For example, today i found out that one of my good friends was raped by one of his co-workers. He works in the "most crowded place on earth," Disneyland. The only thing I can do is support his decision to go and talk to his managers and try and get the asshole apprehended and have the consequences of his actions. I can only do that, as my first choice was to curse the asshole. Yes! Magic exist, not in the way that many of us wish it did with the lightning out of our finger tips, levitation, telekinesis, but it exist. Just like any religion out there, I am not trying to recruit you or "convert" you, but to tell you my story. If you keep reading you'll see what i mean.
Anyways, back to my friend, so I supported his decision and it made me wonder what this year has in store for me. As a Witch, the Tarot is a big part of my life, now i am not saying its a witchcraft tool, but it is a big part of my life and of other witches out there. I have these to set of cards, which i will be posting pics of so to copy right reasons will be naming them. They are made by Kim Krans and called The Wild Unknown Tarot and the Raider Waite Decks.
Lets begin! I will be keeping a journal with my tarot readings and notes through out the day and at the same time write to you guys about the days going by. I will post the reading, meanings and also some pictures of them.
1st reading: The Year Lay Out
The year layout turned out to be a bad one. The cards told met that his month would be good and that money was going to be in my favor. But what worried me was the worst that came along with the next months. Specially the one were it told me that soon i would become my own ruin and demise. I could loose my job. Hopefully that doest happen, specially since soon i am moving out to my best friend's house. In a way moving out brings another part of my reading in to play, the theme of the year, The Hermit, becoming a semi-recluse so that i can learn to love myself and become more self aware so that i can be of greater help to people. You cannot be a help to people if you do not love yourself and cannot solve your own problems, right?