Daughter of Isis

Hello everyone and welcome to my blog. I've worshipped the Goddess Isis for three months now and it's been great. Contrary to what you might think I did not start out in Wicca and I'm not a witch. I don't use magick or have an altar. Before my epiphany to follow Isis I actually was a Catholic convert. Ten years ago I converted to Catholicism. I had a need to follow the Truth and the Way in Jesus Christ. The problem is I never really felt comfortable and ultimately Christianity wasn't a good fit for me.

I had problems with Christianity on many levels, but most of all what I hated was the Guilt Culture that is rampant in a sin/salvation-based religion. I felt no matter what I did I wasn't perfect enough and could never measure up to a divine/legalistic Creator. Somewhere in Heaven there was a bookkeeper tallying how many sins I had on my soul. I became sick of always feeling inadequate and after five years since my conversion I really fell away from the Church. I no longer wanted to feel like an imperfect being with Original Sin who was incapable of ever completely pleasing God.

Around this time I stopped praying to God and Jesus. I felt no connection to God and Jesus I felt too guilty to pray to. After all my sins was what put him on that cross. It's hard to have a comfortable relationship with the divine when you feel perpetually guilty.

I don't know when I felt my attraction grow for Isis. Perhaps it began when I started studying early Christianity and discovered the Cult of Isis in competition with the early Christian church. Maybe it was my fascination with Egypt that began in childhood. Regardless of the reason I wished the Isis Cult still existed.

There was no miraculous moment or breaking point when I officially left Catholicism. I'd long since drifted away from the Christianity. By the time I first called on Isis I'd been away from the Catholic Church for perhaps 4 years. My prayer was a simple one. I simply asked Isis to hear my prayer and to give me a sign she existed and was listening.

I felt an overwhelming sense of love, warmth and maternal care that I hadn't felt except during my prayers to the Virgin Mary. Yet this sensation wasn't quite the same as when I dealt with Mary. With Mary I always felt an incredible sense of peace. Isis, however, felt more like a mother who wants to guide her child on her first steps toward adulthood. Isis wanted me to grow and stand tall and proud based on my talents and abilities.

I'd yet to study Isis and her story in depth, but soon I'd come to realize what a powerful and loving ally I had in the Goddess Isis.