Stories with nonsense like this in them, make me want to scream!
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Accusing a Pagan of worshiping satan, is like accusing an atheist of worshiping god.
Happy Samhain
I hosted a small luncheon on Sunday, to mark Samhain. Unlike most Pagans, I do not use this day, to mark the end of the year. My tradition, is to honor my ancestors and remember those that have passed from my life, recently. It is rather sentimental to me, so I usually do this alone. However, I have a friend, that has suffered great loss, in her life this year, and I invited her to join me.
We used white stones, to remember those that had left this realm. First, we placed 19 stones around the Goddess candle, to mark those who were struck down, during the Salem Witch Trials. This is something I have done, every year, since deciding to walk this pagan path. It is important to for me, to remember, the world, has not always been accepting of this path, or those that claim to walk it. We then placed a stone for each soul we wished to honour. I positioned mine silently and thought of the pets I have had to say my good-byes to. My friend, spoke the names, of each person, as she positioned her handful of stones. I felt for her, as she placed each and every one.
During our meditation, we braided three pieces of ribbon into one cord, bringing our past, present and future together as one.
Our cakes and ales was a delicious autumn stew and Mulled Apple Tea. We spent the afternoon sharing stories stories of our family, friends and pets. Sometimes those stories made us laugh, sometimes they brought a tear to our eyes and a catch to our voice. I think I can speak for my friend, when I say, we are truly blessed to have had these beloved souls in our lives, and we miss them, each and every day. We have been truly humbled by them and honoured to have had the opportunity to know them all, no matter for how long.
Blessed Samhain to you and yours.
We used white stones, to remember those that had left this realm. First, we placed 19 stones around the Goddess candle, to mark those who were struck down, during the Salem Witch Trials. This is something I have done, every year, since deciding to walk this pagan path. It is important to for me, to remember, the world, has not always been accepting of this path, or those that claim to walk it. We then placed a stone for each soul we wished to honour. I positioned mine silently and thought of the pets I have had to say my good-byes to. My friend, spoke the names, of each person, as she positioned her handful of stones. I felt for her, as she placed each and every one.
During our meditation, we braided three pieces of ribbon into one cord, bringing our past, present and future together as one.
Our cakes and ales was a delicious autumn stew and Mulled Apple Tea. We spent the afternoon sharing stories stories of our family, friends and pets. Sometimes those stories made us laugh, sometimes they brought a tear to our eyes and a catch to our voice. I think I can speak for my friend, when I say, we are truly blessed to have had these beloved souls in our lives, and we miss them, each and every day. We have been truly humbled by them and honoured to have had the opportunity to know them all, no matter for how long.
Blessed Samhain to you and yours.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
I'm Still Standing
I looked today, and found it so hard to believe, the last time I made my presence known here. I wish I was coming here, to make comments of the pleasant kind, but that is not true.
Since, last we met, both of my furry babies, have crossed the rainbow bridge. To say, this has not been a good year for me, would be an understatement.
I have lived furry free, for the first time, in my adult life. For the life of me, I can not understand, why people would actually choose to do that. Pets make it worth it, to get up in the morning. They make coming home, after a long time gone, a pleasure. They are always happy to see you. They are the epitome of love and admiration.
This town, lost a young man, named Ian Jenkins, in May of this year. His motto Have A Purpose. I have been breathing for more decades than Ian, and never for one moment, realized my purpose. I knew that I should have one, as everyone should have one, however I did not know what it was. No S titled book could spell it out for me. No movie could help point me in the right direction.
Today, looking down at the face, of the newest furry member of my family, and trying to convince her, that she is safe here. I realized, what Ian realized oh so long ago. My purpose, is to give a voice and a safe harbour to those of the furry four legged kind. They give me a reason for being. They are my reason for standing.
I hope with all my hope, that each of you reading this, is still standing, and doing so, with a purpose.
Since, last we met, both of my furry babies, have crossed the rainbow bridge. To say, this has not been a good year for me, would be an understatement.
I have lived furry free, for the first time, in my adult life. For the life of me, I can not understand, why people would actually choose to do that. Pets make it worth it, to get up in the morning. They make coming home, after a long time gone, a pleasure. They are always happy to see you. They are the epitome of love and admiration.
This town, lost a young man, named Ian Jenkins, in May of this year. His motto Have A Purpose. I have been breathing for more decades than Ian, and never for one moment, realized my purpose. I knew that I should have one, as everyone should have one, however I did not know what it was. No S titled book could spell it out for me. No movie could help point me in the right direction.
Today, looking down at the face, of the newest furry member of my family, and trying to convince her, that she is safe here. I realized, what Ian realized oh so long ago. My purpose, is to give a voice and a safe harbour to those of the furry four legged kind. They give me a reason for being. They are my reason for standing.
I hope with all my hope, that each of you reading this, is still standing, and doing so, with a purpose.
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