It's a new year with new beginnings, and as Pagans, such as myself take inventory of our supplies, our youngsters decide whether they want to follow in our footsteps and join the "magic circle".... and we parents loose our cool.
When I was 17 and still living in California, I worked in a very small spiritual/occult shop. My job was to keep the various merchandise (books, figures, candles, etc.) in order and dust free.
About a month ago I "came out" to my friends and family on Facebook. I posted that I'm proudly Pagan and proudly bisexual. After years of staying quiet about both, it was time. Thankfully, everyone on my friends list was supportive; everyone except my dad.
"Are you a good witch or a bad witch?" To this day, that is still one of my favorite lines from "The Wizard Of Oz." I've actually had people (curiously, by more adults than kids) ask me this question.
While we were shopping on Thanksgiving night, I had an experience that proved to me that there ARE people out there who still know what respect and compassion are, and understand how important service dogs are; that they are so much more than just pets.