Let me start out by saying that mine is a minority faith. I am a theistic Satanist. In other words, a devotee of a god named Satan. Satan is the deity that pretty much all early pagan gods were labeled. So in worshiping "Satan" we are not worshiping "The Devil" but a god much older. In a sense, hard-core paganism.
However I have not sat down to type this in order to promote my faith. I am here to share my spiritual experience. When I first discovered this new faith, I must say I was nervous. In many faiths the transition from secular/another faith to the new one is marked by ritual. I was to perform a dedication ritual to start my new-found path.
I waited until the rest of my family was busy and began to meditate. I asked my god for guidance and courage. I lit candles and prayed for some type of sign. At first nothing happened, but after a little while a feeling of calmness came over me.
It felt as though the "real" world was melting away. I soon got the feeling that I was surrounded by friends. I was so happy that tears came to my eyes. My god spoke to me, encouraging me to do what I needed to do and to not be afraid.
It felt as though a veil had been lifted from before my eyes and I knew I had found my path.