
When I started operating my booth at the local flea market I began using the word witch more often to describe what I am and what I do. The general public is comfortable with labels even if it is ones they don’t fully understand and I have no issues with them myself. I understand that people have a desire to categorize things so that it is easier for them to grasp the concept more fully. If an individual is of the more curious nature and inquires more into my beliefs then I do my best to explain what it means to be Wiccan – that it is my spiritual path, my religion.
A friend of mine has fondly labeled me ‘her psychic friend’. At first I scoffed because to me, at the time, a psychic was someone like Miss Cleo from The Psychic Friend’s Network. I was in no way like Miss Cleo. But after contemplating what being a Psychic is (a person who possesses the ability to sense nonphysical or supernatural forces and influences) I realized that yes, I am a psychic, too. Practicing magick, divination, and necromancy – all that would fall neatly into that category. So yeah, I am a psychic - though I’d rather use the term witch. But hey, whatever label you are comfortable with to describe me is fine by me.
Erin, one of my dearest friends used yet another term to describe me. A term that I would have never thought of for myself but yet may just be a fitting description of who I am. In an email that she sent to another of her friends she used the word ‘mystic’ to describe me. Mystic. Huh. I’ve never considered the word before. What is the definition of a mystic? Well, I found that a mystic is a person who is in pursuit of communion with divinity through direct experience, intuition, instinct or insight. Mysticism usually centers on practices intended to nurture those experiences. Yeah. Mystic. Spiritual. While psychic, in my opinion, really centers on science mystic in turn centers around spirituality and that definitely would be me.
So am I a witch? A Wiccan? A psychic? A mystic? Am I or could I be a combination of all of them? Funny how some of life’s complex questions still have answers I once thought I had found but apparently am still seeking them.