My first encounter with a witch
Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2015 7:55 pm
Don't know why, but I felt like telling this story.
Several years ago, I went to an amusement park with some of my family and their friends.
The man who would become my roomate for several years was with us on the trip, and most of my day was spent alone with him, wandering the park and riding roller coasters.
Halfway through our day, we (myself and my roomate) passed by a woman who was employed for the "gypsie" service the park ran. Pay a ticket, talk to a gypsie, you know the scam. We had originally passed the booth, because we weren't too interested in it.
The woman who walked by us had such an allure, I can't even begin to explain her in words. My roomate and I were stopped in our tracks in awe of this woman (the man I was with is gay, by the way. No attraction to women) and stared at her as she traveled back. She turned around, noticed out gaze, and gave us a sly little smile before continuing walking.
She was wearing a purple dress, not too overly adorned. A somewhat heavier-set woman too, with long dark colored hair. I can't remember any other details beyond her allure.
Her energy drew us to her, and we completely turned course to revisit her booth, which she was returning to.
There were several other "gypsies" who were working there, but most of them seemed like they were merely dressing the part. They didn't have the same je ne sais quoi that the other woman did.
We even decided to wait in line an hour to get a tarot reading by her, instead of any of the other "gypsies" that were around.
After an arduous wait and a handful of onlookers wondering why we were there, we made in into the womans booth to receive our readings.
I'd never been read before, and I'd never seen it done outside of movies at that point. My roomate was only barely accustomed to the occult, and I had only practiced basic meditation up to that point.
She read my roomate first, and then me. To be honest, I can't even remember what my reading was, because I spent most of my time staring at her and trying not to get caught about it.
Under normal circumstances, I can't imagine that I would find this woman very attractive. Even looking back, she has no discernible details that was worth my attraction to her.
She just had this energy and allure that made me unable to help myself in desiring a conversation with her, even if it was short lived and silent on my end.
I'm not sure if she was really a witch or not, but no normal human has the allure I was presented with when I saw her, and I've met a lot of beautiful women.
She was likely the only adept I've ever met.
This was an interesting experience, and something about today made me wish to share it. Perhaps because it was Autumn/Halloween time when it happened, all those years ago. Who knows.
Several years ago, I went to an amusement park with some of my family and their friends.
The man who would become my roomate for several years was with us on the trip, and most of my day was spent alone with him, wandering the park and riding roller coasters.
Halfway through our day, we (myself and my roomate) passed by a woman who was employed for the "gypsie" service the park ran. Pay a ticket, talk to a gypsie, you know the scam. We had originally passed the booth, because we weren't too interested in it.
The woman who walked by us had such an allure, I can't even begin to explain her in words. My roomate and I were stopped in our tracks in awe of this woman (the man I was with is gay, by the way. No attraction to women) and stared at her as she traveled back. She turned around, noticed out gaze, and gave us a sly little smile before continuing walking.
She was wearing a purple dress, not too overly adorned. A somewhat heavier-set woman too, with long dark colored hair. I can't remember any other details beyond her allure.
Her energy drew us to her, and we completely turned course to revisit her booth, which she was returning to.
There were several other "gypsies" who were working there, but most of them seemed like they were merely dressing the part. They didn't have the same je ne sais quoi that the other woman did.
We even decided to wait in line an hour to get a tarot reading by her, instead of any of the other "gypsies" that were around.
After an arduous wait and a handful of onlookers wondering why we were there, we made in into the womans booth to receive our readings.
I'd never been read before, and I'd never seen it done outside of movies at that point. My roomate was only barely accustomed to the occult, and I had only practiced basic meditation up to that point.
She read my roomate first, and then me. To be honest, I can't even remember what my reading was, because I spent most of my time staring at her and trying not to get caught about it.
Under normal circumstances, I can't imagine that I would find this woman very attractive. Even looking back, she has no discernible details that was worth my attraction to her.
She just had this energy and allure that made me unable to help myself in desiring a conversation with her, even if it was short lived and silent on my end.
I'm not sure if she was really a witch or not, but no normal human has the allure I was presented with when I saw her, and I've met a lot of beautiful women.
She was likely the only adept I've ever met.
This was an interesting experience, and something about today made me wish to share it. Perhaps because it was Autumn/Halloween time when it happened, all those years ago. Who knows.