*waves* shaman here.
As to why: the short, short answer: because I wanted a faith that empowered me and made sense to me.
The longer answer: I was raised an anglican, but it never resonated with me. Sure I could appreciate this whole jesus-died-for-you-malarky, but why should I care? What did this distant, judgemental authority figure offer me? Why did he need me? He didn't seem very deserving of my worship. Then I started reading up on the Norse mythologies and that resonated, I could respect and admire a guy who gave his eye up for forbidden knowledge. They made sense. About that time, my mother and stepfather joined the British Pagan Federation to meet up with other pagans, so I suddenly came into contact with a lot of new influences (I'd be about 15 at the time). It was clear that whilst not being exactly sure which of the presented pantheons were for me, paganism and the occult were definitely a part of me and my path. So I researched and adopted Wicca into my outlook, but I could never really dig the coven vibe. I was a solitary practitioner, and began looking at loner traditions, coming to shamanism. I've been lax over the past year or so, but a book* that recently came across my hands inspired me to get back to work.
What about you?
* Urban Magick by someone whos name escapes me... I'll get back to you on this.
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