I am generally a pretty together person most of the time. I speak with confidence at work, knowing that I have a decade and some change of experience at my job to back me up. I can talk knowledgeably about the work I do, and enjoy helping people that call in and don’t know what to do for their real estate closings.
I also have had some really good training over the years, and I rely on what I’ve been taught to help me. There is even a handbook for most situations and occasions.
When I’m teaching my Wicca 101 classes, I’m likewise usually pretty on-the-ball. I do prep work ahead of time, and I’ve been studying and practicing my faith for 14 years now. I will never “know it all”, but I know enough to teach beginners, and to work with those who are more knowledgeable with relative ease.
There are literally TONS of handbooks out about how to teach and learn about Wicca. I know, I have a whole collection of them.
When I first meet someone new, I am pretty shy. I’ll sit, quietly, and just listen. I don’t know what to say, so I learn as much as I can about the other person, to find out what their “weirdness quotient” is.
I can be pretty strange and I don’t want to squeak the norms at first meeting.
But, once I get comfortable with someone….
I have a tendency to pour out all the marbles in the toybox of my brain.
Some? Have a great time with that, and bring out their own marbles to swap, share, and play games with. And it’s a blast!
Others? Well, it can be a bit much for them. Either they give me the terrified glance you’d give a rabid squirrel, and back away slowly until they’re out of sight – or they give me fair warning that I’ve overstretched their “baloney-boundary”, and I dial it back a notch or 12.
And I feel bad when this happens. I don’t mean to scare people. Well… not most of the time. Sometimes, it’s all in good fun.
Sometimes? I’m just clumsy. And there’s no handbook for this.