About

I’m Spyrit Dancer, an eclectic witch,  owner of Wiccan Magick Shack.

I have been a practicing solitary Witch for about 20 years. I still remember the first two books I read in the  late 1980s on the subject, The Spirial Dance by Starhawk, and Drawing Down The Moon by Margot Adler. It was then I realized that the feelings I had felt all my life had a name…and that it was the call of the oldest religion on earth.

I briefly studied under a Lakota Shaman, and some of the experiences I had with him and a group of people in cyberspace were proof to me of the the existence of the astral plane. You see, we were on the old bulletin boards, the original internet, that were not in real time. We would all pick a time and meditate and meet and have rituals together. Then, we would post on the board what we saw.

Posts didn’t show up for anywhere from a few minutes to a few hours, and it was absolutely amazing that when they did show up, we ALL saw and experienced the same thing. There is no other explanation in my eyes of how a group of people separated by 1,000’s of miles and 6 time zones could all experience a ritual together without the existence of another dimension in which we can tap into and travel upon. This made me a believe in what I was doing was real from the beginning. We may not have been a physical coven, but in our eyes we were one none the less.  Distance made it no less real for any of us.

During this time of study I prepared and went on a vision quest, and during that I was given the name Spyrit Dancer by my spirit guides.  I remember when I was done, I lived on an apartment building and went to the roof, threw back my arms and called the lightening. It came, and so close the percussion of it going off threw me down to the roof. Last time I stood on a multi-story building in a thunderstorm and did that.

When I got back down to my apartment, I called my teacher and told him my craft name. I remember his sigh on the phone. He asked me if I knew what a spirit dancer was. When I said no, he told me it is a blessing and a curse. For a spirit dancer walks the line between the living and the dead, helping those on both sides.

Since then, I’ve watched spirits leave bodies when people have died. I’ve had dreams about friends who have recently died that wanted to get messages to me, or to loved ones. I’ve had my father turn my touch lamp on about 500 times since he died in 2001. No, I don’t see dead people, but I do seem to have them talk to me in dreams, or befriend people who are watching loved ones struggle with terminal illnesses. He was right, it is a blessing and a curse.

It is only recently, that I was made aware that traditional wiccans, particularly BTW,  feel that the term Wiccan is reserved for only one that has been initiated into such tradition by a High Priest and Priestess.  I like Raymond Buckland’s answer to this in his book Wicca For One, The Path of  Solitary Witchcraft.  Since he was a protege of Dr. Garder, and introduced Gardnerian Wicca to the US in the 1960s, I feel it gives him the right to say this.

The joy of a Solitary Witch is that he or she does not have to be beholden to anyone or a group.  You can initiate yourself and practice right away.  However, you will not then be automatically accepted into any coven or tradition, not without going through their specific initiation and acknowledging their set of rules.  Yet there should be no reason you’d want to be accepted into any coven, since you would be a fully fledged, totally authentic Witch by your own self-initiation. And here is where some of the extremely petty squabbling can come into modern-day Wicca.  Many Coven Witches will claim that there can be no such thing as a Solitary Witch.  Ignore such ramblings! As I have already pointed out, the Solitary Witch is actually much older, and therefore much more “authentic,” than the Coven Witch.  Apart from that, since you are doing your own “thing,” it really doesn’t matter in the least what anyone else thinks of it.

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Given this, I feel I have as much of a right to call myself Wiccan or Witch as any other, and will continue to do so.

My initiation happened on the Big Island of Hawaii, on top of a lava boulder that was about 20′ high.  It was there I dedicated myself to the Great Mother Goddess and her consort The Horned God and received my personal name that only they and myself know. When I looked up, the clouds were swirling in a small circle directly over my head…an odd pattern to see on a clear day that had only a few puffy clouds.  To me that was a verification that they had heard my dedication and accepted me.  It was enough for me until I find a tradition close enough to my home that I can join, learn for a year and a day, and be initiated into.

I also am a crafter. I have been making crafts and selling them since I was in high school. The crafts have changed through the years, and currently I specialize in making things for fellow witches. Wether it is ritual oils, wiccan spell bracelets, wands, altar tools or soaps and bath salts, I’m always expanding my line and coming out with new things. My latest obsession is jewelry. I have been having a lot of fun making spell bracelets with gemstones matched to the particular need of the individual that they can wear and subtly work magick that is beautiful enough to wear.

Oh and the name The Pampered Goddess? Every woman is a Goddess in my eyes.  We are all special in the eyes of the lady.  I’m blessed to have a husband that treats me like a Goddess every day. I’m not pampered in that I lay around and eat bon bons while being fanned. I’m pampered in that I use soaps that are all natural, I grow a lot of my own food. I am treated like a Goddess by my husband, and I have a wonderful, if very crowded with stuff home that I love. And there was no way I was taking out a business license for Wiccan Magick Shack, lol. The Pampered Goddess could be anything. So that is how it came to be.

Merry Meet, and Blessed Be
Spyrit Dancer