the first witch self:

the First of the Rooting Witches

initiation..............

The first isn't always first ,

Well , in the days beyond, there was a woman and at night she would dream about her mother, for she couldn't remember her, because as a child she was adopted and spent time with her relatives, she was of quick wit and graceful charm , but lonely as can be....
One day or should i say night, she wandered into the forest and got lost , fearing for her life she screams out , then starts to cry , in the distance she hears a voice say , why do you weep...then in a dark cloak comes a elderly woman and hands her this stone , it was white and grey
and says, with this stone i want you to build a new life , and she gives the child a kiss on the forehead, you will be with your mother's presence soon... and points a finger go that way and you will be back to your beginning.....if that's what you seek.....it started to rain.....and she hurried away....
she pressed the stone in her palm and ran fast home....
she fell to sleep , but still thinking and dreaming of that woman and what she said......
The next day she goes to church and sits down and she feels a voice inside say go to the stone fountain outside.....the preacher droned on....,
service was about over and she went to the grove by the stone fountain...and there sat this woman like before tossing spices on the ground and saying something.....
the child asked what she was saying and doing, she said i am thanking the earth for bring you to me.....
the child smiled and said i have to go but i will see you again won't i.... the woman said as long as you wish......
( for you are my younger sister ) the child smiled again....bye...
in the woods, later in the morn hours, the woman was in what looked like a circle of stones somewhat like the stone the child had in her hand...
and was skyclad with a pointy shaped dagger , the girl approached in silence , the wind moved around this magical woman....& her circle....
then her eyes fell on this child and said be not afraid for it is my calling , as can be yours.... when your ready......
( the child took off her clothes same as the woman and stood side by side with hands held high....the woman hands the child the dagger...
and says ( when your ready , this gift will be yours .... ) now go and not speak to me for 5 moons......
( the child started to cry , she said cry not child , it is not i who don't wish your presence , but i must be left to my workings.....
ok, teary the child obeyed....( 5 moons passed and she returned to find that all was gone....
and the woman was dead.....( they called her a viper ) the people spit on her grave and laughed...and made crude remarks that she was doomed....
the child cryed , then tryed to forgot and later grew into a young woman , but back in her mind she continued to think about this woman she hardly knew....
so at night she would do what she saw for many nights before , sneaking out... what this woman did , and she felt as if she was talking to her.....
one day she is alone in the forest and she is skyclad and doing her rituals....like the woman...and her uncle was onlooking....
seeing this he was stuned....so he yelled at her , but she smiled at him , and said like the old woman did to her.., be not afraid of me , join me...... , he would not.....
so she said "ha you are afraid aren't you"..,...he says
yes , black magic can get you killed young one , she laughs and says... magic , "ha" natures love is what i feel , it has no black center as many would wish......
well anyway , leave this place , or i will make you.....he declared...,
( i will , but of my own free will ) she replies, time passes and she marries and moves over the hill....
but the place remains....in a tree stuck in a core opening was the dagger she had held as a child......
her husband a french man, likes to work and sleep so at night she would return to the place
and do her magical workings,,,there she felt so free .... and loved.....
a storm arose but touched not the circle......
and then struck like a falling tree nearby ........ lightning hit the dagger.... and she was charged beyond life.....
and had to lay down for her life was spinning around....
( well hearing the sound of thunder , the husband awakened, saw the 2nd lightning strike and came to seek it out ,
only to find his woman laying naked in a circle and moving , he wasn't a nice man , but was aroused so he removed his clothes and tried to have her , but fell limp over and over , then sores started to form on him
( one of the things she learned is that lust , not true and perfect , in the nature of love ) can no magick bind.....or bond.... so he went away in pain , yelling mystress of the devil for he had watched as a young boy same as her, the stuff like when she did as a child as well, until womanhood, and admired her for it, then.....not really knowing her until now...
well in his place , took the image of the one she would truly give herself to, have a daughter..( a destiny she had dared not image.... ) in her confinement she was made to confess her truths, that her uncle sent her to a nunnery,
and the nuns there turned to her later for enlightenment,
because a light as bright as a star shown within her , and they found this sacred as their own faith.... waned


if you care to read and learn the rest, click on the picture..........

She visits her circle 5 times, and well it isn't in any book but her life's record has been property of this coven since the early 60's even though the story is about a few hundred years old.....