I have come to a decision about what this blog can be usefully used for. As thus I have decided to make it a place for my learnings in religion.
Simply put I am a witch. Wiccan, not a devil worshipper by any standard. I neither believe or acknowlege him, he’s a christian/jewish/insert religion here problem and they can deal with him. ’nuff said.
And in the words of Margot Alder:
“We are not evil. We don’t harm or seduce people. We are not dangerous. We are ordinary people like you. We have families, jobs, hopes, and dreams. We are not a cult. This religion is not a joke. We are not what you think we are from looking at T.V. We are real. We laugh, we cry. We are serious. We have a sense of humor. You don’t have to be afraid of us. We don’t want to convert you. And please don’t try to convert us. Just give us the same right we give you–to live in peace. We are much more similar to you than you think.”
Please keep an open mind when exploring the pages and posts of this blog. I am not here to convert you, do me the same favor. I’m simply not interested and you would be wasting your time.
‘Silver Naidra’ is my craft or magical name it is a name that jumped out at me when I first came across it. Silver is a colour of the Goddess and Naidra is a word associated with water, which is the element that calls to me. If this does sound strange you may want to take a look around as a lot of what I’m explaining on here (though I make this site this as I learn) could at least answer the basics. However as I am a solitary witch, not associated with any coven I have no ‘lineage’ as it’s called. That would involve being trained and thus initiated into a coven. I am also not all knowing by any stardard nor am I incapable of mistakes. Wicca, as I see it is a path (as should be all spiritual faiths) which no one can decide by you. If it doesnt feel right, don’t do it. Pure and simple. Everything on this site is to do with my belief system and will not nessicarily work for you. Just find your own way. You’ll find your home eventually. I did, and the first time I called myself a witch it felt like the most beautiful thing in the world. I was home.
Oh and if anything seems back to front it’s because I’m from Australia. (Hence the blog’s name, “The Wiccan Witch of the South”)