Well where shall I start???? Anyone???? Someone??? Well thanks for the help, I see how you are!!
Ok here goes... Articeagle is my magickal name, partly due to the fact that I adore eagles, the other because they are one of my spirit guides. Im a twenty two year old ecclectic pagan currently residing in the dreadful state of South Dakota. Im mostly wiccan but have also been studying druidism. Ive been practicing since September 99 but have been intrested since I can remember. Im also and ordainded minister with the Universal Life Church. So if you want to get married call me. NO really dont its OK.
My Beliefs
I beleive there is a supreme creator who manifests as a male and female diety. I also think that the one creator assigned different gods and goddes to specific jobs, like ruling over the elements, the sun, moon,plants.
I beleive in supreme evil, not neccasarily the devil but something.
I beleive that every living thing has a spirit.
I beleive in reincarnation.
Animals
I absolutly positively love animals and would own a santuary if I could.
Snoopy (named because her obsession with snooping through anything and everything she can find) is approx
1 year old and was adopted from the humane society. She is the tempermental of the two, I think its because she is black lol. She can occasionally be found scratching circles around her food dish, no kidding.
Then there is Ghost, named because of his coat of complete white and because he hides real well. He is approx 2 years old also adopted from humane society.
He is very docile, and loves naked toes, so wear shoes if you plan on coming to my house.
My mother is an alcoholic and has been for most or all of my life. She married many times and moved me about every year or so. When I was twelve he married a man who was originally from South Dakota, so we ended up moving there, then being fed up I moved to Alaska (big mistake). My dad had remarried a woman who had three kids still living at home. I ended up feeling like the stepchild after physical and emotional abuse from my father and stepmother. He sent me back to my mother (who was now in Oregon) after five months. After two more years we moved back to South Dakota. I hated it so much. I was lonely, neglected and suicidal by the time I was fifteen. I only attempted once but that made me realize I was more then I though I was. My depression still did not lift as I moved between citys in North Dakota.
At age sixteen I met a twenty-six year old man named Scott he was sweet and we started seeing each other every weekend. After seven months together we were married, partly due to the fact my mother didnt want me anymore. Dont get me wrong, we did love each other and I suppose still do. Up until Febuary 28 this year we lived together, thats the day I left the control and also left my depression behind.
UPDATE
Up until recently I lived with a twenty year old man named Glenn. He is my world though now he is in prison for 90 days. Please pray that everything turns out for him. We will be getting married as soon as he gets out.
