i’ve been meaning to post this since i got back from my mom’s house. my mother inspired me to do witchcraft, but is a devout Catholic and would be very upset to be called a witch. she keeps the prettiest altars on every available surface of her house (some that are decidedly un-Catholic! for instance, in the living room there is a small shrine type thing on a shelf that features a variety of stones laid out in a pattern and a large earthenware jar labeled “laughter”). i feel very at ease in my mom’s house for this reason, even though i am not a Catholic myself.