I appealed to the deities, rather than any one of them "calling" me. I wanted to learn more patience and compassion so I turned to Quan Yin and found Buddhism. Whether someone wishes to consider this silly or unreal isn't an issue for me, I believe I had the karma (somehow) to be led to Buddhism... I don't know, it was MY perception that I called on them... but it could be vice versa... either way is unimportant. What IS important is that I am learning more patience and compassion and I don't get mad as easily as I used to.
Whatever works for others, more power to them!
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2007-10-22 07:49:13
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answered by vinslave 7
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I was raised a Catholic. It was okay I suppose, but it didn't ring true with me at all, and it felt hollow and empty. I'm sure it works for other people, but sorry, not my thing.
So when I was about ten years old, I began exploring different religions. I looked at Islam, Buddhism, and eventually settled on New Age-y Wicca type stuff. However, it still felt extremely shallow, and it was way too fluffy for me. I wanted something with more bite to it.
Within a couple years, I picked up Theistic Satanism. I never really did a proper ceremony or whatever to dedicate myself, so I can't tell you when I settled exactly but.... wow. Things just fell into place. :)
While people are sitting here talking about accepting Jesus to make things whole, I kind of laugh... Because I tried accepting Jesus. It works for some people, and that's great, but the amusing part is that it wasn't until I welcomed in Satan that I truly felt safe, whole and "at home." King of Evil and Lies my bum- no other godfigure has ever done so much for me and asked so little in return. (Someone's been framed, I say.)
I wasn't called, or coerced, or seduced or anything like that, as many christians are wont to say. I went in on my own free will, after months of study, knowing exactly what was in store. :) And to me, that's the best way to go about it.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it. :D
2007-10-22 08:00:00
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answered by Anonymous
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When I first encountered my gods, I was an atheist. One of the beliefs this instilled in me was that my personal experience just isn't appropriate to discuss in detail with outsiders, because all doing so does is cause stife.
Those who've had similar experiences don't need to hear mine to be validated, and those who have not have no reason to believe me.
I mean, look at the people who declare only their god exists. I *know* that's not accurate, but my beliefs aren't changed by it, so there is no reason to go giving them revelations meant for me just so they can scoff.
My gods met me, and said a lot, including some very specific things would happen (as an act of good faith in demonstrating their reality.) I told three people of the things, and they all agreed the things were very improbable and beyond my abilities to cause or stop.
Then they all happened.
2007-10-22 07:59:48
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answered by LabGrrl 7
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Frigga is...well Frigga.
There was a nagging feeling in my head. It got stronger and stronger until I couldn't help but think about it. I asked the question of how important it is to honor the gods of your ancestors and a friend said that "Blood Calls". Gave me the chills. So I examined my journey, decided that it was time to heed the call and accepted my path. Frigga called me and I answered. She came. She declared. She left. LOL
2007-10-22 08:37:43
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answered by ~Heathen Princess~ 7
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Nov 76 God gave me His spirit...impossible to explain.
2007-10-22 07:41:24
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answered by Anonymous
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It was sometime between recess and make-believe.
2007-10-22 07:43:32
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answered by Anonymous
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He didn't call me... I called Him, and He answered.
2007-10-22 07:45:17
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answered by Leslie 1
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There is but one God...Yahweh...all others are man-made.
2007-10-22 07:42:10
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answered by Anonymous
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