Being in or out of the Broom Closet is a euphemism for whether or not everyone knows if you’re a Witch, Pagan, etc., or not. Whenever I talk to people about this I hear two distinct thoughts.
The first is that you should be proud of who you are and should be able to yell it to the rooftops.
The second is that following non-Abrahamic traditions is scary to people who don’t know about religions/spiritual paths beyond Christianity and you should therefore keep your beliefs to yourself.
I think both of these are valid thoughts. It can be scary sometimes to sit down with someone who really doesn’t know anything about working with multiple deities. I can only imagine how insane it must sound to them.
Generally speaking, I don’t go around my small farming community telling everyone about my beliefs. I also don’t work hard to hide them either.
I have a wooden pentacle hanging on my front porch, but around here, they’re all the rage anyway.
I live in Central PA, home to hex magic. Just driving around the country side of Pennsylvania will afford you a peak into the Dutch folk magic that permeates the area, mostly on old barns anymore. So my hanging of certain things in and outside of my home doesn’t necessarily scream Witch so much as it just looks like I’m into Pennsylvania Dutch history.
Obviously online I’m out of the broom closet, or you wouldn’t be reading any of this. I’ve been fortunate to not be harassed by bible pounding evangelicals worried about my immortal soul. I know there are quite a few Facebook pages that get trolled by them quite often.
For some people, being out of the broom closet means flashing pentacle necklaces and dressing all in black while defying non-believers to question their ways.
For me, I have a standard uniform of jeans and t-shirts when out, and sweats and t-shirts when at home, lol.
My family and friends know all about my spiritual proclivities and if they have questions, I try to answer them in terms they’re more comfortable with. I don’t get upset if they don’t understand. I just try to meet them where they are, with the understanding that they may be truly frightened by what I’m saying.
I get that. I think it’s frightening whenever I think about the people that believe my unborn and miscarried siblings had to do time in purgatory before ascending to heaven.
We all have fears and sometimes our beliefs and history feed those fears.
For me, I like to take my broom closet with me wherever I go. That way I can stay in or come out whenever I like. 😀
Blessings to all!
Are you in or out of the closet?