Background: I grew up Catholic and therefore have all the guilt associated with it. I'm not so much Catholic anymore because I have a lot of issues with some of the doctrines. My daughters are both baptized Episcopalian (or Catholic-Lite), but we don't consider ourselves Episcopal either. Basically we are nothing. I believe in God. My 17yo believes in Wicca, or is a Wicca, or whatever is most grammatically correct. I've had a lot of issues with this, but in the last 6 or 7 years have come to accept it.
Here is our text conversation a few days ago regarding that ex chiropractor that I'm not talking about anymore:
me: So... what do u know abt hexing?
her: Uhhhhh why?
me: I think someone needs to b hexed. U know who it is.
me: Hubby gave permission.
her: lmao. that's very blacky black
me: yeah and...
her: yeah and ur on your own with that :) I'm a good witch :D
me: Oh come on Glenda. It's just a little payback
her: Karma karma karma
me: Oh fine. What good is it to be a witch then if you can't give someone some warts or something?
her: If your magick comes from a place of darkness, then your mind is in a place of darkness. You have to be self aware and conscious of your actions for magick to work its best. It's hard to be self aware and not realize that hate is a pointless emotion from where no actualization can come. Also, it'll slap you a good one.
me: Ur no fun chickie
her: Ultimately he is hurting himself. Is spending that much energy really worth the few moments of satisfaction? There are better places to direct your efforts :)
me: Oh ok. I agree.
her: Rnt u glad to know I'm not in league with satan?
me: yes, of course I am. But then what's the point of having a witch for a daughter?
her: I'm still a teenager. I could go teepee his house
While I have to admit that I'm proud of her responses, I find it a little hard to believe that this is the same teenager that is upstairs right now pissed off that we aren't going out to dinner tonight for her birthday. The same teenager that speaks to me with scorn every time I ask her to unload the dishwasher. The same teen that will fly off the handle if I ask the wrong question. It amazes me that she can be so mature, yet so immature at the same time. While I'm still not completely comfortable with this whole witch thing, at least I don't have to worry about her hexing me.
I do wonder tho, how come she can't cast a spell to make her room clean??