We waited with growing anticipation of experiencing our first Wiccan circle. Since I knew nothing about Wicca, I didn’t know what to expect, although the coming ritual seemed to generate a glow that surrounded some of the participants. Finally, the moment arrived and I followed a gorgeous lady (Deandra) and the coven members into a spiritual room lit by candles. As I entered, the Priestess asked what name I went by. The only one I could come up with was Praxis.
The first thing I noticed was the alter, decorated with the tools of the trade. Included was the:
- Athame: The ritual knife is one of the prime Wicca altar tools.
- Direction Candles: One candle each for North (Earth), East (Air), South (Fire) and West (Water).
- God and Goddess Candles: These candles invoke the Energies of the Divine.
- Silver Chalice: It signifies the Mother Goddess.
- Deities: Images or representations of any gods and goddesses who are special to you are always welcome on an altar. Note: My green-eyed, red-headed girlfriend who loved to dress in all black chose a Goddess, which I will eventually reveal.
- Pentacle: The Pentacle, a 5-point star within a circle, usually is placed in the center of the altar. The pentacle offers protection and power.
- There were other items which included burning incense.
During the ritual, the participants paid homage to the God, Goddess and the elements. In addition, there was a ritual opening and closing. The meditation raised the energy, which could be felt by the participants. Because of my many meditation experiences, it was easy for me to feel a surge of energy. My logical mind began wondering about the validity of Wicca. It also occurred to me that I might become something less than a Reluctant Objectivist.
After the ceremonial circle, we relished in a feast which included some fine wine. Maybe later, Deandra and I could indulge in another sensuous pleasure.
Because of my immense knowledge of metaphysics, some of the coven members began asking me questions. I noticed that when a lady communicated with me, Deandra acted jealous. In addition, I witnessed the phenomena of some members sitting around the Priestess of the coven as if they worshipped her. It occurred to me there might exist a cult-like aspect to Wicca.
For some reason, women involved in metaphysical practices intrigue me. You could have interesting conversations with them that went beyond the boredom of small talk.
As fate would have it, Deandra and I met at a local book store. I noticed she was looking at some books on New Age Philosophy, so I took a chance, introduced myself and asked if she was seeking anything in particular. She asked me if I had read The Bridge Across Forever – Richard Bach. I told her it was wonderful book. She said she would buy it, then asked me if I would have a cup of coffee with her. I accepted and that resulted in a rewarding weekend and a hot, passionate relationship. I didn’t know Wicca would one day arrive.
As we sipped coffee together, we felt a strong emotional and physical attraction. During our conversation, I discovered we both loved the music of the Moody Blues. Before we left she purchased their album Seventh Sojourn, which delights you with some incredibly meaningful and beautiful music. We got into our cars and I followed her home.
As our relationship blossomed, I introduced her to many other teachings and she showed me facets of life that thrilled my body, mind and spirit. One day, I noticed her methodically laying out some cards from a deck she had placed on the table. I asked her what she was doing. She said “This is what you call a Tarot reading.” As she continued, my interested increased and eventually I studied and mastered the cards. Soon people were asking me to perform Tarot readings for them. Someday, I will write an article explaining the positive and negative practices of the Tarot.
New Age Philosophy
You may wonder what happened to my objectivist principles. Well, I never gave up my belief in rational self-interest, individualism and capitalism. Of course, I confused many New Age practitioners when I explained my views. Some of them were into selflessness and socialism which greatly hampered the movement; but I go my own way no matter what anyone else thinks. Some of my philosophical ideas caused some conflict with Deandra.
Before our pleasure would begin, we would sit up in bed and read metaphysical books. Some of our favorite authors were Richard Bach, Stuart Wilde, Dan Millman, Wayne Dyer, James Redfield and Marianne Williamson; just the kind of books a hard-core objectivist reads. A guy would do just about anything to please Deandra, although I admit I enjoyed the teachings.
She also did me a favor when she played the beautiful music of Enya and Cecilia. Here’s music that unleashes sublime emotions and deep spiritual feelings. I still love listening to this music.
We had a lot in common; unfortunately, when I talked about Objectivism and Free Market Economics she would become intolerant and tell me to shut up, that she didn’t want to hear any more about it. Sometimes, I made the mistake of persisting in my well-thought out analysis, which flared up this red-headed beauty. Did I learn my lesson? Of course not.
New Age Philosophy integrates the teachings of Eastern Philosophy with the positive aspects of Christianity, which makes it quite appealing. Since it eliminates dogma and the hell-fire teachings it soars as an open system. In many ways, it’s quite inspirational and enlightening. The drawback: You have to accept most of the teachings on faith, which somewhat hampers its effectiveness for a Reluctant Objectivist.
Much to my surprise, the next step on the journey to enlightenment was Wicca.
One day, she informed me that several of her co-workers were into something called Wicca and that they wanted to know if we would accompany them to Scarborough Fair, which supplies you the thrill of a renaissance festival. We enjoyed the experience and started asking our companions about their beliefs. They didn’t say much, but one of the ladies Janice invited us to their Friday night get together, which is how I found myself in a Wiccan circle.
Of course, when I decide to embrace something, I thoroughly study it. After a few more Friday night circles and reading numerous books, Wicca had captured me. Deandra dived into it head first.
A Visit from an Objectivist Friend
One day my objectivist friend Jorge stopped over for a visit. While we were talking he noticed some books about Wicca written by authors such as Scott Cunningham, Raymond Buckland, Stewart and Janice Farrar, Silver RavenWolf and others on our dining room table. He started picking one up after another.
Eventually, he made a comment about Deandra being into some weird stuff. I reluctantly told him we were both into Wicca. He said that that isn’t very funny. That’s when I led him to our alter room. When we walked in, he looked around and started shaking his head in disbelief. He said “There’s no way you believe in this nonsense; you’re just pulling my leg.” Then he exclaimed “Let’s get out of here; this room gives me the creeps.”
When we got back to the dining room table he suggested we sit somewhere else because he didn’t want those ridiculous Wicca books in his presence.
We finally sat down in the family room. After few minutes of silence, he looked me in the eyes and said “Meyer, you aren’t fooling anyone. The only reason you get involved with crazy BS is to get a nice piece of ass; so, don’t tell me you believe this Wicca crap. Apparently, women are more important to you than your objectivist principles.” I didn’t know what to say so I let it drop. Before he left, he went to my bookcase, pulled out a copy of Ayn Rand’s Philosophy: Who Needs It, tossed it on my glass table and told me I better reread it before it’s too late. Then with a disagreeable look on his face, he left.
Drawing Down the Moon
Drawing down the moon is a beautiful and powerful ceremony where the practitioner invokes the Goddess directly into herself.
On a clear night in May, Deandra said she was going to draw down the moon. I looked outside and noticed we were presented a full moon. She startled me when she said she was going to do it in the nude. I’m sure glad we had high wooden fences in our back yard. Anyway, seeing her in the nude always excited me.
She waited until she thought the moon was as bright as it could be. We walked outside and she began the ceremony which turned out to be an experience I will never forget. She raised her arms to the moon and started an incantation. As she continued, the moonlight encompassed her and brought out an indescribable beauty that made it seem as if I was blessed with the presence of a Goddess, the most beautiful Goddess the world has ever seen. My sublime spiritual feelings climbed to heights, I had never reached before.
Later we made love under the light of the moon. The ecstasy we shared changed our lives forever. I believe we actually created an accelerated state of being couples reach by practicing sex magick. The memory of that night will remain with me forever.
Deandra and the Goddess Adrestia
One day Deandra told me that she identified with the Goddess Adrestia. Much to my surprise she didn’t elaborate on it, so I decided to investigate her Goddess.
I became encouraged when I discovered that Adrestia was the daughter of Ares and Aphrodite. Then I found out that she was venerated as a goddess of revolt, just retribution and sublime balance between good and evil and was considered “She whom none can escape.” Would this cause a problem in our relationship, one that prevents my eventual escape? Of course, at that time I couldn’t imagine life without Deandra.
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