So, I've been pondering the idea of doing a re-dedication. I've been floundering for a while, trying to find my Path again. Trying to reconnect. Trying to get back to my Place of Belonging & feel my Power again. I've had moments, some longer than others, where I did feel that. But I always end up searching again.
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I love this lady. She's pretty awesome sauce. And very inspirational for me. Yesterday she posted a blog about labels. It's something I've been stewing over for quite a while & she said it much more eloquently than I have been able to.
When I was a young kid, probably 6 or 7 years old, my parents (and thus my sisters & I) started attending an Assemblies of God church. Coming from a large extended family that was predominantly Baptist, the services in the church were starkly different from what I had ever known before. They had loud, upbeat music. The people in attendance played tambourines & clapped along, smiling & singing loudly. Some would dance & run in the aisles. People shouted & waved their arms in the air. They cried & laid hands on each other in prayer. It was a world away from the hushed services I was used to. Not even ‘Have a Little Talk with Jesus’ could compete with the new church’s praise & worship songs. They even had a drummer. I loved it. I was 26 years old living in Fountain City with my second husband, and then, High Priest of my Grove. It was late, a party had been going on for hours, and I was a little drunk. Ok, more than a little drunk. Some of our friends & I were engaged in a deep spiritual conversation, like ya do, and the subject of conversation was Ritual and what “exactly do you DO in Circle” came up. So, being the diligent High Priestess that I was, I offered to show them our ritual space and give a little overview of what it was exactly that we do in Circle. I’ve always been a fan of hands-on education. It was brief, and I don’t remember a lot of what I said. I do remember stopping, before entering that sacred space, and addressing Bran (not the fiber cereal, pronounced Br-ah-n) who was the Guardian of our Circle, to let him know what we were doing. It went well, I thought. Our friends were receptive. We talked & joked. I answered questions. I felt good about it. The next day, I learned two things that were amazingly pivotal for me. |
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