[princessbelle]

Oh i just thought of another one. Like many of you i have tons of things that were really strange happen to me.

First i want to say i mean no disrespect and if i mess up on the usage of proper words for Wicca, i humbly apologize. This is how i remember it....

My ex, many years ago, not on this site, was a Wicca and i found it all quite interesting but never really got into it.

Anyway, one hallows eve there was a Wicca ceremony held near where i live, in Townsend. I decided to go, honestly because it was Halloween and i thought it would be scary and also, it was an open ceremony and welcomed non Wiccan people.

So we get there and my partner at the time, put a black cape on and joined her coven at the bottom of this hill. At the top of the hill were about 20 people that clearly didn't have a clue what was going to happen, including myself, so i felt very comfortable.

The ceremony started as some of the group that were part of the Wiccan started separating and facing North, South, East and West. It was very beautiful and they were chanting and their gowns flowing. It was so peaceful and we non Wicca were on top of the hill nearby sorta clumped up together in awe.

Within the chanting they would name names of who the spiritual person for each direction and then they would take a moment of silence. When they got to one of them, it was the one called Diana, something strange occurred.

There was this amazing breeze. It wasn't wind and it's hard to explain. It was light, not like a "knock you down wind". It's like the only thing that felt pressure was our hair and mine was up high in the air in that breeze. It was cool, it was refreshing and for lack of a better term, it felt like pure love.

The crowd in the field and on our little non member hill stood silent after it subsided. You could have heard a pin drop.

The Mother Wicca (for lack of a better term) or leader, that stood in the middle of the coven, started slowly moving up the hill toward us. No one else moved. Not one single person.

Then, she came to our little group and walked RIGHT UP TO ME. At this point i was crying. I don't know how i knew, but i KNEW she was coming to me. She kissed my hand. She said "Diane is eager for you to come home to her. That wind was a kiss for you". She turned and walked away back down the hill to the coven. I froze in place and continued to cry. It wasn't embarrassed tears, or scared tears, no other way to describe it other than peaceful, heartfelt tears.

While at the event, i wasn't scared. Afterwards i sorta became scared. I have never been back. There is definitely something interesting about Wicca. I adore them and even though i am not a member, i feel a part of them in some way.

And yet...another event in my life i will never forget.