It is March and it is Pisces season! Honoring the current energies and engaging introspection in many ways, I thought I’d share one of my earliest experiences with paganism as well as the psychic phenomena. I hope this story brings up the need for personal reflection and a little bit of joy upon reading it. May this personal story inspire everyone to share theirs unapologetically and create beautiful connections!
After viewing the 1996 film The Craft with family at a young age, I was deeply touched by the acts of magic depicted in the film. I remember believing that magic was very much in existence and what I was viewing was the REAL DEAL. Obviously, everything depicted in the film wasn’t entirely accurate but make no mistake, the four main characters had captivated my interest and of course my imagination. After viewing the film, I had gone back upstairs to my then shared bedroom and climbed into bed to go to sleep. When I closed my eyes, I began to perceive the world after a couple of minutes of resting.
Random events taking place in another county were presented through my gift of clairvoyance. A man walking on this unforgettable concrete sidewalk, who would then be an influential figure in my life for years to come, I then perceived other parts of the world, other dimensions before I perceived a beautiful fire lit cave filled with powerful items.
Astrea, a powerful cosmic being was energetically in the room and that had made me think of Ancient Sumerian times. I heard her ask a man if he would be there for me. His hair was dark and was a little past his neck in the dimly lit cave. He was wearing a long black T-shirt and was standing in front of me looking at Astrea who had appeared. Astrea looked like an African woman with a white dress but was clearly of a cosmic origin when she had finally revealed herself.
He had looked over his shoulder and had seen ME viewing him! I, wasn’t afraid and knew I was completely safe with this person conversing with this cosmic being who would in turn be my guide also. He wasn’t afraid of me either. This cosmic being wanted me to know who this man was and I was then introduced to my other guides as well as the Seraph Aeon, an angelic force, who stayed by my side for 29 years. I kept the secret at their requests of this meeting and the only person who would know and understand was my grandmother.
Obviously, I was vocal about paganism and spirituality especially with my grandmother but never about that night. I had openly talked about angels, the god and the goddess, ascended star beings and E.T’s to anyone willing to listen (not everyone cared for paganism or the psychic phenomena but it was widely accepted I was weird lol) so on and so forth, but I never spoke of the gentleman who was incredibly kind all the time energetically when I could perceive him. I kept over a trillion of experiences of the other dimensions to myself only discussing the angels, the god/dess and paganism generally with my family. I only discussed cosmic experiences with my grandmother or trusted friends.
Back to the film, the fictionalized workings depicted in The Craft had stuck with me forever over the years and the character Lirio portrayed by actress Assumpta Serna, deserves plenty of recognition alongside Rachel True, Fairuza Balk, Robin Tunney and Neve Campbell. Back then, as I was born psychic perceiving at random and very sensitive to the world, I had intuitively known I was meant to pursue magic and become a healer.
HOW was I supposed to accomplish that especially at a young age? I knew I needed a Lirio figure in my life and at the time I only had my grandmother who wasn’t entirely familiar with European style of witchcraft also known as Brujería de Europa in general terms within the Latino community. Thankfully, my older sister was interested in the craft after viewing the film with me and my uncle. After careful older sibling consideration, my sister and I were proud owners of To Ride A Silver Broomstick (1993) by Silveravenwolf and Real Magic (1989) by Issac Bonewits! My uncle of course had driven us to Barnes & Noble with much convincing from my older sister with the winning explanation this was a necessary and educational venture. LMAO! It was Silver’s Teen Witch and her Teen Witch Kit I would eventually own bit later on which is how I received my first pentagram necklace thanks to my sister who was and is still one of my biggest supporters and my uncle who had driven us everywhere as well as to Blockbuster. It was his favorite place to go on the weekends to bond with my sister and I as well as my cousins if they had stopped by for the weekend with my aunts and uncles.
Back to post viewing the film and the first trip to Barnes & Noble, with my new books, Nancy Downs couldn’t touch me in anything! At a young age I had known Sarah was 100% correct about everything. I knew that using magic meant you had to be a responsible person otherwise (in my grown kid voice of personal authority) you would be in trouble with God and Awuela (grandma)! With Silver’s text and Issac Bonewits’s Real Magic (an advanced text I appreciated when I was a little bit older and can comprehend the language used along with Penczak’s work) I was the best moral practitioner in the world. It was the definitive sign of my Law Of One faith emerging genuinely. It was paired with Catholicism and benevolent version of cultural Vudu/Brujeria upbringing and when I was 10 years old, I committed myself to being a practitioner forever.
My sister’s interest in witchcraft faded within the initial year of watching the film but she always encouraged me to stay on my path while never fully understanding it. It was in her nature to always quickly identify when something was meant for someone and she always pushed for me to be a confident individual in anything I pursued. My go against the grain nature and philosophy based intellect was admired by others but gave my mother as well as my grandmother the wonderful parenting headaches of having a child who just knew a little bit more.
My sister, who had the normal rebellious streak of her own could always count on me being her friend and giving some witchy advice. In my rebellious stage, I was a bit anti-social and loved pointing out the flaws of every governing system in America as well as in N.Y. I pushed boundaries too but not in the way my older sister had done. My religion was the reason and my suburban environment clashed often with my alternative, very sub-cultural beliefs and personal urban views as well as social conditioning from my very large family. Their influences are also the reason as to who and how I am to this very day. The traits and customs of my family are apart of DNA beyond conventional genealogy and they are driving force for me to continue assisting others through my gifts as well as my knowledge of psychology.
Matter of fact, many can admit, witchcraft and even being an avid reader is how I stayed out of trouble in my teen years and I had remained close with my grandmother because of it. It was not unusual even at a young age, to find me walking around or sitting down with a book in my hand. With other entertainment commitments such as X-Files, Charmed and Buffy, Grandma knew I was upstairs living up to my nerd title half the time given by family! I was never too far from my grandmother and learned A LOT from the powerful matriarch of my family broadening my practice, my gifts and showcasing unconditional love in troubled times. I had only trusted my grandmother and then of course, later on my aunt with any complex magical or psychic challenges to begin with. They were the only ones that would understand what I spoke of, had the education to instruct and would naturally assist me. My mother was a bit indifferent and wasn’t exactly knowledgeable in regard to the psychic phenomena or paganism. My uncle wasn’t really option given he had his personal life, wasn’t knowledgeable either and spent much of his time in the deaf community. He was a bit socially separate from my family. As for my sister, she had her own life to contend with as she was not that much older than me and was on her journey. Who wants to be bothered by their younger sibling over situations and events they themselves couldn’t perceive? Definitely not my sister, but if I was ever upset she was always there for me even if she didn’t know exactly what was going on.
Between human spirits, cosmic spirits, gods and angels, I had a great upbringing and I am thankful for my guides, my grandmother (as well as my family), the very kind as well as loving gentleman I perceived and had come to know of for the life they had given me. I am always in great company or in good hands if you will because of them. The high frequency beings with some new faces still look after me and guide me to this very day! I am firm believer that God doesn’t make mistakes and it is all that is after God in need of our inquiry. I am still practitioner to this very day and the owner of my own company! Thought I’d share this story to see if there are others with the same experiences and are hopefully inspired by this post and willing to participate within the community. I hope many read this post and offer their stories of their first steps into paganism as well as their psychic experiences!
H.G.A Medium 
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