Yes because she will announce to the first guy she meets that she is a witch. That she is a Wiccan.

When I was studying Wicca, I learned you may study and learn the Wiccan religion. You may be disciplined and live your life according to the Wiccan traditions. You must believe in the magic you manifest and the energy you create. You must be able to do magic without fear and with heart.

Most of all I learnt when studying Wiccan, you cant always announce that you are practicing. That you may be a witch. Your knowledge is sacred and must be protected. It doesnt need to be announced.

So forgive my doubt when this girl says she is a Wiccan.




The ultimate fulfillment is by submitting myself to the only Master I will ever know.


 by prayer work did I realize the correlation. Perhaps we seek to fill the empty space in ourselves by letting ourselves submit to others. We think that the sexual fulfillment – the euphoria we feel, will not be the same when we come and praise Him.

Funny, how we submit to the will of others to make ourselves happy, to feel the kind of love and safety we desire. We feel helpless if we are not in control or relinquishing it to someone we trust. 

Not just our physical self, we surrender all of ourselves. 

But surrendering comes at a cost. Purge our thoughts,fears, bring our needs and desires to the open. Let it all go. Our anger, our sadness.

We would be judged, perhaps others would turn away from us, hurt we were so honest.

 If we surrender ourselves to Him, our physical self as well spiritual if we submit our fears our doubts, happiness, we feel a peace a quiet harmony within us.

He loves and cherishes us, God would not put us through anything he knew we could not handle.

– a sleepy random thought about the correlation between God and BDSM.



This morning I prayed

  • for the patience of Job
  • the cunning of Esther
  • the wisdom of Solomon
  • the pleasantness of Naomi
  • the harmony of David

Most of all I asked that my anger be tempered. That I overcome my negativity, resentment and bitterness.

During the day I found myself asking the Lord to help them.

was it a good day? My eye didnt twitch. so it was.