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I was taught about the uses of certain herbs, traditional folklore and some spells for fishing and other misc stuff from a very young age(5-7 I think) and I expanded from there however I could. Sometimes I was rather lazy in my practice but I never completely stopped

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I wanted to be a witch since I was a young kid.  At first it was because I liked Halloween witches, and that was fed with inspiration by Kiki's Delivery Service and various other magical media.  I always wanted to practice magic, and at a young age I would talk to spirits (even though they didn't always talk back).  The first "job" I ever wanted back in grade school was to be a witch, but I didn't put any more thought into it because I didn't think I could make a living off of witchcraft  :lol:

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I always knew I could change things and make things happen and that some of my dreams and thoughts came true even if they were very unlikely. I didn't "log on" until I was about 10 and I started getting serious around 12 or 13.

 

My time frame was super similar to yours Raven.

Before I was old enough to start going to school (so before 5), I was constantly being spoken to by a protective voice which would explain concepts to me, it would also warn me of danger which was really important as I was a magnet for a lot of bad things that almost happened. Our apartment was burned down due to arson when I was around 4, and I was in the middle of watching Lion King when the voice told me to remain calm that I needed to gather the things that were the most important to me and then I needed to get my mother and I out. So I went into my bedroom pulled out some large blue totes and put my VHS's in there, stuffed animals etc. the usual stuff kids prioritize. I then went into the kitchen and I remember my mom was on the phone with my aunt saying that she had a headache and she'd only watch my cousins if my aunt brought them to our place. I knew we had to leave, so I threw a huge tantrum, like full on rolling on the floor, etc. saying I had to go see their new dog I just HAD to. So we went and then later that night we received a phone call to turn on the news that our apartment was on fire, and it was.

I still remember so many sensory details about that day. So it started really early for me, I remember prior to that playing games on my mom's super Nintendo with a spirit next to me chilling. I also understood animals really young as well, and was especially fascinated by bugs, which I always tried to save.

I was almost kidnapped at least twice, and I was placed in a couple situations with people that i'm 100% positive used to harm children, but my parents didn't know. Luckily, being aware of others I was able to get out of those situations, and if I wasn't sure then the voice would chime in usually and tell me I had to go.

Growing up I always knew things about people, which made them uncomfortable, I typically had really complex dreams which were mostly nightmares. I had my first past life memory at 10, I was flying in the form of a small hawk into the memory. I also used to try to 'will' people into doing things for me/giving me what I wanted as a kid by messing with their energy. I normally used this to get placed in classrooms I wanted (they usually had special things like pets in the room), this was almost always successful. At about 11 I started taking it a bit more seriously, I'd get visions at times where my entire vision would go white and the voice would speak and show me something. My mother noticed I had these tendencies as a kid, and i'm lucky that she accepted it and trusted my intuition about things. At 12 I bought a tarot deck and it goes from there.

I do a lot of psychopomp work in my practice, most of my teenage years were me waking up to dearly departed hanging out in my room saying things, sobbing etc. 

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I too have been experiencing all sorts since I can remember. I was always the odd one that had trouble in belonging because I always knew something wasn’t quite right and that all the “normal stuff” we are thaught as we grow up wasn’t me. I would see things like toys rolling by themselves under the bed only never to be seen again. As soon as I was reading properly I took interest in religious books, paranormal books because I was looking for something that made sense. None of what was around me , that was considered “normal”, made sense (still doesn’t really). I spoke with what I knew as God at a very young age, but “my God”, not the God that any religion imposed on me because thankfully my parents weren’t religious so I never had to go to mass or anything like that. My parents were born in Africa (Angola) and they would tell me of the mysterious stories of Angolan lore. My dad would swear that he had work done on him and that as a boy he went to a Witch (the Angolan Makumbeira) that broke an egg in front of him and human teeth, blood and hair came out of it. I would think “yes, that makes sense”. At young age I became depressed because nothing was me, my first attempt suicide was at 11 or 12 as I didn’t belong and I just saw myself as utter disappointment. I had premonitory dreams, I’ve seen ghosts and so much other stuff that can only be felt and “knowned” it can’t be explained. I couldn’t understand any of the things that people (as a society if that makes sense) did. It was and it still is very weird and not logical to me. So since I was a little child I have searched for answers. I’m still searching but now I have some answers. To be fair I don’t think I’ll ever have all the answers, no one will, but I know that I will not deny the immense power of the energies that surround us and that we can work with that power because that’s the journey and to be very honest, I have 3 young kids which some family members are trying to indoctrinate (dad’s side of the family of course lol ????) and I refuse to accept that and I tell my little ones all about how they don’t have to settle for what they are being told to believe, I tell them that they need to find their path themselves and hopefully it’ll be easier for them than it was for me. Sorry... did I go on forever? Lol sorry, I spend too much time watching cartoons with my kids and not used to communicate with grown ups no more lol... well... apart from Mommy Pig and Daddy Pig and Bob the builder... he’s an adult lol ????

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hmmmm guess yes and no? I had no clue I'd be into traditional witchcraft specifically. I grew up in a very Christian home and witches were considered evil devil worshippers ????

That being said, I remember a few points where I was obsessed with the idea of being a witch. when I was about 5 I was caught doing spells in our yard in a cauldron I dug into the ground with water and grass and some dandelions where I was trying to heal our neighbors cat who got hurt, I got my butt whipped over that one for sure. I left it alone til about 5th grade and again caught trying to do a candle magic spell to protect myself from my teacher who was picking on me and got into trouble again since it was "evil". Then again at age 13 when the internet was really taking off (gosh I sound old lol) and I got caught researching witchcraft and on some aol chatrooms about witchcraft and had a youth group intervention with my churches youth leader *massive eyeroll* I guess I always knew they were wrong because it never felt evil to me but I didn't have a good understanding of what witchcraft meant to me until about the last year or 2. I'd had a sense of missing something in my early 20's and was looking into some different pagan paths not witchcraft related like asatru and some Hellenic polytheism but they didn't really click for me. I looked into different occult leanings like chaos magic and did alot of broad spectrum reading into the occult which some of it resonated more with me. ThenI started reading into traditional witchcraft, herbalism, nature spirits etc. and I felt that "click" like oh, yeah, this is what I was looking for.

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I didn’t know that I would find my path this way, but I loved witches, and plant shamanism. I was the “animal/nature boy” in my family.

I remember having random psychic experiences growing up. Especially during puberty. Premonition, seeing a few spirits, empathy, reading thoughts. I remember one day in middle school I was walking on the bus to find a seat when all of the sudden, the image of a family friend came in front of my eyes. The vision was so strong it stopped me dead in my tracks. I got all these feelings of “gone... illness... death..” and when I came to, a lot of people were staring at me. I had bugged my sister as soon as I sat down saying “where is he? Why is he gone?” She simply reminded me that he no longer rode our bus. It turns out that morning he was hit by a car and I was the first person to know about it, before even his own parents.

 

As for early childhood spells, I had a natural ability to charm people into liking/having a crush on me. I’d focus on them and will my desires to become reality while I was in their presence and in a few weeks I’d be their closest friend or their crush (this helped me a lot because I was very very shy and lacked social skills). I didn’t do the love spells knowingly, just channeled my attraction and focus intuitively knowin it would work. Just a year ago I charmed a very Christian guy into letting me be the first person he ever told about his homosexuality, within just 20 minutes of a one on one conversation with him. Of course I sensed it, which is why I did it (he was cute). Although I didn’t know what I was doing. Just that I had done it all my life and it always worked. This ability seems to be hereditary because my youngest sister has told me very similar stories..

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I saw aura's, heard voices, had pre cogs & flying dreams &'could OOBE at-will as a pre-school kid. I assumed everyone did. I had no idea it was anything Witchy & seriously witch craft never occurred to me until my mid-30's.

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Yes and No is my answer lol I discovered witchcraft at 14, so I was still a child. But before then, no.

I was brought up Roman Catholic but not in a strict way. I never considered Witches as being evil or anything, more like fairytale characters, so anything I did would just be thought as my imagination rather than being linked to anything. But I do think, looking back, that I was probably nurtured into witchcraft. My parents raised me to be independent and free thinking, I was and am always questioning things. So I was surprised about their reaction when I started doubting Christianity. I've spoken before about my imaginary friend, which looks more and more likely that it was actually a Brownie. I was always out in nature as a child, my parents enjoy camping so we camped a lot. So a connection with nature was installed at an early age. I would also get obsessive over topics of interest. I would go through phases as a child where I would think about nothing else. Ancient Egyptian Mythology, Vampires, Telekinesis, Aliens etc. etc... so when Witchcraft came along, it did start out like that but the more I learnt the more it felt familiar to me. 

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Not exactly, but from a very young age I was always attuned to witches and spirits... I grew up in the Anglo-Catholic faith but not in a strict sense, witchcraft wasn't forbidden or anything, it was more seen as the stuff of legend. My Irish grandmother and I would discuss spells and she taught me runes and how to manually draw out horoscopes. She always said she had the second sight and that I had it too. I encountered spirits from a very young age, and things have always happened around me that would probably, by the layperson, be called "coincidences." My mom frequently commented that it seemed someone was watching over me, since I got into some pretty precarious situations and managed to get out of them unscathed... being a curious and very restless kid will do that LOL. It wasn't until my teens that I tapped into witchcraft. So my answer is yes and no.

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Pretty early; was making potions and casting spells ( although not very effective ones) since I was a little girl.... and that's a long time ago now.

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Bumping as this is a fun topic.

I was always a weird kid. For example-I went to a Baptist Christian school from k- 2nd grade. I used to insist on wearing my red shawl to school almost everyday so we could play “demons” at recess, and I could be the demon. Haha. Pro-tip- this is an excellent way to get picked on, AND “demons” is not an approved recess activity in Baptist school.

I always was attracted to all things magical and witchy and dark. Much of my private play time involved making potions and spells (ya know with mud and marbles and twigs and flowers heisted from the neighbors yard.) Made my relatives repeatedly tell the many “ghost stories” our family had accumulated.

There were apparently some things I said as a young child that was noted as being “prophetic” by the church people.

But mostly because of being raised in a very fundamentalist social network- I less thought I would be a witch and more thought I was inherently evil. I knew my tendencies and my interests and could not shake them. But that being the antithesis of what I was taught was “right” just meant there was something terribly wrong with ME.

So I suppose the answer is yes in a way. It would just take a good many years for me to accept it. And a bit longer to fully embrace it.

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That's pretty funny that you played as a demon in a Baptist school - I can imagine them trying to deal with that and it's comedy gold x'D it's a shame you internalised it as something negative, I hope you don't suffer from that any more.

Yeah I also did have wierd tendencies growing up and a love for the darker things, I used to make similar "potions" out of random bits and bobs, and we had an elder tree in our garden that I always considered special as it attracted so many butterflies. I used to strip the bark from its twigs to make wands, I wish I still had some :/ and I always loved the time around Halloween, it was great to be awake in the dark, and I used to wrangle my little sisters into rudimentary witchy games :D

I also used to read children's encyclopedias, which is how I got turned on to witchcraft so early - in an article about witches, which covered the burnings and the historical stuff, but it had a quick line at the very end that said "nowadays it is completely legal to be a witch and join a coven" in a really nonchalant way, but it blew my mind, and as soon as I got to my nana's house - she ran a local newspaper and was the only person with a computer - I started to devour as much witchcraft content as I could from the age of about ten or eleven. I did spend a long time at a relatively low level of knowledge though, it's only in the last seven or eight years I really gained enough maturity to really get studying properly

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What a great topic; interesting to see the common threads in our childhood experiences. Drawn to the dark & the green; an affinity for the "witchy" and supernatural; the gifts of knowing & doing, precognition & charms, seem to run through each story. It's healing to hear families that embraced & encouraged; heartbreaking, just a bit, to hear of situations that caused someone to internalize a sense of wrongness about their own self. I guess my story is some of both.

 

I grew up in an agricultural family, farms & citrus groves of "old Florida" & extreme South Alabama. Though my family was Catholic--to a soul, we'd say good, Christian folk (and mean it in the nice way), looking back, it's the witchiest of families  :rolleyes:. Cunning work came from both sides of my family: the use of fire & water in the groves to ward the freezes; working the fields by the phases of the moon; divination by card, pendulum, & palm; the use of herb & tree to heal & protect; the interpreting of omens;  and much more, were commonplace. I knew all my local plants & how to gather from them respectfully by grade school, learned it from my parents. I learned to sweep a house (but never to sweep the dirt out the door) from my grandmother. I learned, too, that superstitions were called old wives' tales because they held traces of things that were important for wise wives to know, so we ought to pay attention.

 

I guess I was maybe 12 when I put these things together with witchcraft, after reading some library book or the other. I was the child who loved the witchy, the dark, the green, and saw spirits and heard them, who knew what would happen well before it did. As my parents were aware and supportive, teaching me more little by little, it seemed natural that I'd continue just as I was. Then, I heard of witchcraft at a church, a friend's fundamentalist one. For the first time, I felt a frisson of fear, mixed with confusion. Why would one be born, created & fashioned with gifts only for it be terribly wrong to use them? I already lived in Florida, I wasn't interested in eternity anywhere hotter  :P. So, there was a time of struggle, defining who I was & learning to honor Spirit by embracing myself as I was born to this world. 

 

Today, in my early 40's, I look back, thankful for the acceptance of my family. frustrated with the fear-mongering of some other religious folk, and grateful to be whole, the family historian, the keeper of lore & teller of tales, the crafter of charms when I want to be, the protectress when I must be. 

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Yes and No. I didn't know what it was called per say but I knew always that I was being drawn towards something. It excited my soul and gave me a drive more more knowledge. Even lead me to my choice of college major, Anthropology. 

 

Folklore has always been something of a wonderful adventure to me and it wasn't until I was in my late teens early twenties that I even really understood what witchcraft actually was/is.

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I had an out-of-body pre-cognitive experience when I was 8 or 9.  I was "asleep" and suddenly found myself floating in the air of our living room downstairs, near where the wall meets the ceiling, looking down at someone I'd never met before.  She was wearing a white mini-skirt, had bouffant blonde hair, and was wearing go-go boots.  (This was the seventies, so that last bit isn't quite as weird as it might seem!)  The dream was so odd and so real that I wrote the date and a short description of it down on the back of a picture I had in my room so I could be sure to remember it later.  I wish I still knew where that picture was, but we moved a lot when I was a kid and it probably was thrown away at some point.  

 

A few months later, this lady came to visit.  It turned out to be a cousin of my mother's, who lived on the other coast and had just had sex reassignment surgery, transitioning from a he to a she.  I'd never met them before as a he, and once they came out as transsexual, the family stopped talking about them altogether for many years.  My mother had actually told me at one point that they had died.   But the day she arrived, the scene I saw in my dream actually happened for real, and I was standing in the same room (on the floor this time) to see it.  

 

I didn't know I was going to be a witch, but I did know something really odd was going on, and I thought about that dream often for many years. 

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Yes, definitely.  I remember talking to 'people' in my room at night when I was around 3 years old.  I remember fixing a broken toy just by looking at it.  None of this seemed strange until my mom caught me having a conversation with a fig tree using 'made up words'.  When I would talk of these things to adults I would be told that it was just 'make believe' and in my imagination.  As I began playing with more kids and starting school, these things began to fade.  I used to draw landscapes and creatures and give them names and stories.  Once I learned to read, I realized that I wasn't the only person like this.  First I read ghost stories, then I read a book about a little girl who had a magic stone and I was hooked.  In  the early '70s we didn't watch much tv at our house, but we did watch Bewitched.  At 6 years old I was certain that I was going to marry Elizabeth Montgomery and told everyone so!  I thought she must really be a witch because somebody so beautiful and kind could never lie!  *sigh*  I still miss her.  I found a book on Norse runes when I was 7 and another on ancient symbols.  I began drawing them and combining them, working with the magic without even knowing it.  By the time I was in junior high I had gone from fantasy to the history of high magic and traditional craft.  I began building my library.  My first spell was from Buckland's Practical Candleburning Rituals.  It has shaped every aspect of my life and I wouldn't have it any other way.

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I got involved with magic when i was about 13. I had psychic experiences as a child and my mom had me "bless" some family friends but it never reached full exploitation, except maybe when she would take me to houses she planned to rent out to "feel" them.

 

Growing up, I had a sense of wonder for magic that was especially fueled by the "ology" series of books, especially monsterology and wizardology. Then i had my "vampire" phase and learned the basics of psychic vampirism, got involved in a neonazi satanist cult at a young age (14 iirc), recovered from the gross influences some and started my road to a healthy alternative spirituality.

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When I was 5, I had my first witch dream.  I wasn't afraid, rather I followed her, all the way to her home.  I was curious.  Then I saw townspeople coming toward her to "get rid of her."  I knew what they were doing, and somewhat why, but all I can remember is I wished I could talk to her before she took off.  I didn't get to though, as she fled over a cliff and was gone.  I knew she was safe and I also hid from the townspeople as I even rather feared them.  

 

I was always intrigued with books and conversations about witchcraft.  It's as if I understood it.  Growing up, I had an uncanny knowledge of medical science.  I never understood it.  I also questioned a lot of religious practices.  I seemed to have a deeper understanding of some things that kids my age don't always seem to have.  

 

I always knew I was different from a lot of other people.  I still feel this way deep in my bones.  I have always loved and respected nature in a way most don't understand.  I have had miracles/mysteries happen within my life I could never explain.  I could "do" things others couldn't.

 

So, I guess, in my gut, I knew, but I didn't have anyone around to teach me.

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From a young, young age, I had odd dreams.  At 5, I actually dreamed about a witch.  Shortly after that I started having dreams about a fire engulfing my hosue with me in it as my family watched.  Then, I started having dreams that started connecting that I now know were a past life, but not my own...ended up being my daughter's, who I found shared a past life with me.  I have been able to see the past in a different way than most.  All of my dreams have meant something to me and I just have to dissect them.  I put my hands on my first witchcraft book at age 8.  I felt like it belonged to me, though it did not.  I couldn't put it down.  I grew up with agnostic parents, but in a very Christian family.  It just never felt right.  The only time I was happy was being in nature, or learning about it, so science was always my favorite subject.  I have always been very intuitive and empathetic toward living things.  And, I never felt like I fit in with most people.  I was called weird, and freak, for my thoughts and ideas.  I didn't completely figure it out til 2010 when I realized that a good number of my friends were pagan or occultists.  Then, as I started learning, I found that I was already at this place.  So much familiarity, so much that I already knew and understood.  Then my dreams started making more sense.  Once my deity came to me, everything started all coming together.  Talk about enlightenment.  I am a lot more comfortable in myself and my body.  I am still shedding some of my old life, but have come so far.  Finding myself more open and free.  This year I have made some vows to myself to how I would like to move forward and learn.  I know I am what some call a "hedge witch" so I would love to explore more about the veil/void, start my own grimoire, and prepare some new spells.  I want to understand the spirits more than I already do, as well as dreams, astro travel (have experienced once), and other such things.  Time to start digging into what I know and can do, now that I know who I am. 

I love reading all your stories.  Very enlightening to see others who have known for most of their lives, though life gets in the way, til we awaken to ourselves once again.

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