A Little Wicked History...
That picture to the right, that’s me in one of my favorite places, the koi pond in our back yard. I always hate these “About Me” things but I’m gonna give it my best go here.
My real name is Rebecca, as in Rebecca from the Bible and Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm. My mother probably thought this choice of name would make me godly or demure. Obviously, she didn’t read too much in the Bible about my namesake’s character because Rebecca was a party animal. Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm isn’t much better. She was a damn rebel!
So, where did that lead me? Well, I lived up to both of those namesakes pretty well. I too used to be a party animal (Late 90’s early 2000’s raver here!) And, I still rebel against anything I don’t like to this day! Even though I was quite the social butterfly in my 20’s, I am now a quiet hermit who has the social battery of a flea.
I was born January 18th, 1977 in the middle of a blizzard in Florida. It snowed clear down to Miami the day I entered this existence. In other words, Hell froze over the day I was born. I’m still trying to decide if that is a badge of honor or a damned curse. Either way, it was the event du’jor when I made my Earthly appearance.
Let’s fast forward to 1999. The world was popping and Y2k was looming. We were all living a Prince song and loving every minute of it. The music was vibing, the drugs were good AND safe and, I was 22 with a fresh divorce. I packed my car and took off for Tampa, Florida. I had no idea what I was doing. I was The Fool of the Tarot. It was the perfect recipe for some serious self discovery. This is the time in my life when I discovered my witchy roots and truly started the journey of a lifetime.
I had always known I was different spiritually but could never really put my finger on what the missing link was. I had heard and seen spirits since I was a child. I could feel people’s emotions and hear their thoughts. For a long time, I thought I was just nuts. One night, after a long night of having a good time, my roommate set me up an alter. She looked at me and said, “Don’t you know what you are? You’re a Witch!” When she said it, it made perfect sense. Something inside me just clicked. After that, she lit the candle on the alter. I felt every bit of turmoil inside me go quiet. I felt a peace I had never known before that moment. It was one of the single most wonderful things that had happened FOR me up to that point in my life. It has been a light in my darkest hours ever since.
Since that fateful night I have dedicated my life to Witchcraft and the Pagan arts. The first divination skill I learned was, of course, the tarot. My first deck was almost impossible to decipher. The damn cards were in Gaelic. LOL! But, I managed to translate the meanings and used that deck for years. Now, I am a collector of tarot decks and am well versed in their use.
Since then I have learned many divination arts including Lithomancy, the art of reading stones. I found this art fascinating since the stones don’t have any depictions or symbols on them. It’s truly amazing what a bag of rocks can tell you about your life!
On a more domestic note, I am the proud mother of 5 children, cat mom, dog mom and The Crazy Fish Lady on TikTok. I love my caffeine and nicotine. Please don’t get between me and my morning coffee and cigarette! I guess that just about wraps it up for my “About Me”. Hopefully you will Book a Consultation with me so I can get the know the “About Me” of you! Thanks for stopping by!
