I have been reading this morning about Isaac Bonewit's illness and approaching death. This brought home to me two things - First, the amazing ability of the Internet to connect people over great distance. Isaac and his wife Phaedra (which is an awesome name) are receiving so much support through Facebook, and through other digital channels as well. Prior to Facebook, I might not have even heard about this until after the fact. Because of Facebook, hundreds, maybe even thousands, of people who have benefited from his teachings can say goodbye. Or, since we're Pagans, see you later.
Second, it reminded me of something I was reading in Truth or Dare by Starhawk earlier this week. She talks about being fed spiritually by other cultures, and then giving back to those cultures. The example was if you participate in a Native American sweat lodge, you then have a duty to care about issues affecting Native Americans. If you don't, then you're a taker and a thief.
I am not a member of Ar nDraiocht Fein, but I have been fed spiritually by the rituals of Snow Water Grove over the past year. Ar nDraiocht Fein and Snow Water are part of the tradition started by Isaac Bonewits. So I hope that by burning some incense and sending my energy to aid him in his journey to joining the Ancestors, I am giving back a small portion of the support and love I've received from my ADF friends, all of which flowed from Isaac and his great love of the Earth and the traditions of the Druids from long ago.
May you pray by a good fire, sir, and long live the Tradition!
Merry Part and Blessed Be
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Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Saturday, August 08, 2009
Weekend Update
No, it's not Saturday Night Live.
I got my new cell phone yesterday, it makes me happy. I can take pictures with it. :-) Today I am going to a baby shower, and then a wedding, and then to Edinboro. I am going to be at my first Snow Water Grove Ritual on Sunday, which I am really looking forward to.
Life Is Good.
Merry Part and Blessed Be
I got my new cell phone yesterday, it makes me happy. I can take pictures with it. :-) Today I am going to a baby shower, and then a wedding, and then to Edinboro. I am going to be at my first Snow Water Grove Ritual on Sunday, which I am really looking forward to.
Life Is Good.
Merry Part and Blessed Be
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Shallow and Deep Thoughts
Shallow Thoughts - I saw two incredibly ugly cars today. One was a hot pink Taurus and one was this ugly shiny yellow-green Saturn. I think the color might be called chartreuse. They were eyesores and I hope they get charged higher insurance rates because they are so ugly that they are distracting to other drivers.
Deep Thoughts - I took a walk today when I got home from work. I walked over to Campus Drive and up to the gym, then back along the trail by the creek. On the trail there are stone benches that have been dedicated as memorials to those who have passed by their family and friends. It made me think about my Grandma Dot. I think a bench along a walking trail would be a fitting memorial for her because some of my favorite memories of her are taking walks with her and her sister, my Great Aunt Evie, on summer evenings. We'd walk about a mile, from her store in West Hickory out of town to the foot of Tank Hill and back. It was always interesting to hear her and Aunt Evie talk about the old school that used to be in West Hickory, the old houses we would pass, and the people who used to live in the area. And then I remembered that for some reason, in the spring I always end up thinking about death, and endings. This morning, I noticed that on my calendar that today is the anniversary of Scott Cunningham's passing. For those of you who don't know, Scott Cunningham is a rather prolific Wiccan author. His book, Wicca, A Guide for the Solitary Practitioner, was one of the first to say, "Not everyone can find a coven or a teacher, and this beautiful, Earth-based religion should be shared with anyone who wants to learn about it." So I lit a candle for him this morning while I drank my tea. It has always seemed strange to me that I think about death during the springtime, because spring is about new beginnings, and things starting over again. Life is blooming all around me. I saw buds and seed pods forming on the trees and bushes along the road and the trail today. Maybe it's the weather in part, because 50 degrees and a cold wind feels the same in October or March here in Bradford. Or maybe it's because before you can have a new beginning, there is always an ending. To plant new crops, you have to turn the old growth in the fields over into the soil. Death fertilizes life, and the Wheel Turns.
Merry Part and Blessed Be
Deep Thoughts - I took a walk today when I got home from work. I walked over to Campus Drive and up to the gym, then back along the trail by the creek. On the trail there are stone benches that have been dedicated as memorials to those who have passed by their family and friends. It made me think about my Grandma Dot. I think a bench along a walking trail would be a fitting memorial for her because some of my favorite memories of her are taking walks with her and her sister, my Great Aunt Evie, on summer evenings. We'd walk about a mile, from her store in West Hickory out of town to the foot of Tank Hill and back. It was always interesting to hear her and Aunt Evie talk about the old school that used to be in West Hickory, the old houses we would pass, and the people who used to live in the area. And then I remembered that for some reason, in the spring I always end up thinking about death, and endings. This morning, I noticed that on my calendar that today is the anniversary of Scott Cunningham's passing. For those of you who don't know, Scott Cunningham is a rather prolific Wiccan author. His book, Wicca, A Guide for the Solitary Practitioner, was one of the first to say, "Not everyone can find a coven or a teacher, and this beautiful, Earth-based religion should be shared with anyone who wants to learn about it." So I lit a candle for him this morning while I drank my tea. It has always seemed strange to me that I think about death during the springtime, because spring is about new beginnings, and things starting over again. Life is blooming all around me. I saw buds and seed pods forming on the trees and bushes along the road and the trail today. Maybe it's the weather in part, because 50 degrees and a cold wind feels the same in October or March here in Bradford. Or maybe it's because before you can have a new beginning, there is always an ending. To plant new crops, you have to turn the old growth in the fields over into the soil. Death fertilizes life, and the Wheel Turns.
Merry Part and Blessed Be
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