I never felt comfortable in the church. I always felt like the preachers and pastors were missing something. I disagreed with many of the interpretations being forced on me. And having some psychic ability, I had to keep a part of my secret. I was told that psychics were either scam artists, or devil worshipers. Both were a straight ticket to Hell in the afterlife. As I went through life, I slowly started to distance myself from the church.
I can’t say my decision to become a druid was some long meditative awakening, or big revelation. It was more a quiet realization and subtle nudges.
It all started with a challenge. My mother challenged me to read the entire Christian Bible within one year. I met the challenge within 9 months. This exposed me to parts of the Bible that are never discussed in Sunday School. I was left disgusted with the church. I started on my “New Age” journey by dabbling in Wicca and Paganism. I liked the idea of working with nature and using spells and crystals, but it didn’t feel right. I had always been fascinated by the ancient druids, so I bought a book The Druidry Handbook. While reading this book, I kept getting eureka moments. I fell in love with the ecology aspect of druid practice. I was drawn to the bardic traditions of Druidry (being raised to be a musician). Basically, I felt that my whole life was preparing me for this moment. For the first time in my life, I feel like my true self. I am finally on the right path.
Kestrel the Druid 