Beyond the purely spiritual, the morals of Wicca seem right to me. My actions are my responsibility and no one else’s. I can not blame what I do on someone or something else. I can not be a victim. (Although, admittedly, many Wiccans do try to be victims of society, and that troubles me.) The Rede and the Law of Return are very hard to live up to, but I do my best. Wiccans also realize that our path isn’t the only valid path to the divine, and that is very important considering each of my friends belongs to a different faith. (Sadly, some of them only recognize their own religion as valid, which can sometimes strain friendships.)

I find so much joy and peace through Wicca, and through my relationship with the Lord and Lady. I didn’t find any in Christianity, the religion in which I was raised. I do have a great deal of respect for that religion, but it just isn’t the right one for me.

If you’d like to know why I chose Wicca specifically, instead of another religion, I actually did a lot of research. I read the Bible and explored the tenants and texts of other faiths. None of them seemed right. Some believed that people were sinful, other’s saw life as suffering, and most were concerned with the afterlife and being saved. I needed a religion that was full of life and joy, and celebrated the life we live now. I found that religion in Wicca, late in my search. It felt right, like coming home. And ever since I have felt the love of the divine.