It’s been a while since I posted something that is not baby/pregnancy related, and yesterday I was sat on the train home, after a particularly long and hard day at work and I happen to glance down at my left wrist. On my left wrist, sits my pentagram tattoo which I got in March this year, by complete accident. You see, I’d decided I wanted to get another tattoo for my birthday, so I found a design I liked, it was rather simple and bold. It was Thors hammer, or rather the rune Thurisaz. I’m not going to go into an explanation as to what it signifies or means, because that’s not the point of this post.
My point is that I got my rune tattoo, on my back and as my tattooist finished wrapping my gift, I said to him, “would you do a pentagram on my wrist, do we have time?” We did, and he did, and now sat on my left wrist is a small pentagram, one of the symbols of my faith.
I don’t know why, yesterday, I had a profound feeling after looking down at my wrist, but I did. It reminded me about the Wheel of the Year, and how quickly time flies and that the world is always changing, that I’m always changing, that life is always changing.
I’ve never experienced that before and I imagine it’d be what some Christians feel when they look an image of Jesus on the crucifix, or what Muslims feel when the Imam calls out to signify that it’s time to say prayers. I’ve never been good at religion, so I can’t think of any apt analogies for any other religious followings.
I don’t make it any secret about my beliefs, I am what I am, I believe what I believe and that’s just how it is. I tried Christianity and Islam, and it wasn’t for me. I stumbled across Wicca at the ripe old age of 15 and it stuck. I was more at ease with it, and more comfortable that I’ve ever been. Don’t get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with Christianity and its many branches, or Islam, Judaism and any of the other religions out there; they just don’t fit in with me. Wicca did, I can’t pinpoint what it is, but it’s something that makes me feel comfortable.
I am not an initiated witch; I do not have a coven nor am I a member of a coven. I simply practice, like many others, on my own. The five vertices of the pentagram represent the four elements (air, earth, fire and water) with the addition of Spirit as the uppermost point. It’s a symbol that reminds me of who I am and the Wiccan Rede.