Showing posts with label Goddess. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Goddess. Show all posts

Monday, August 19, 2013

Abandoning My Practice




Days of smoke, heat and intense focus on work have elapsed.  Idaho is burning, many homes have been lost and the battle continues. As I sit in the thick of the response effort I have no time for my beliefs, rituals, prayers or the Goddess herself.  All that I am is focused on achieving operational objectives, yet it is my take on these objectives that are the product of years of spiritual seeking and practice.

High profile fires are burning; multi-million dollar homes destroyed and I find that my voice is one of advocacy for the small towns affected by this disaster. Urging time and again for an understanding that the homes and communities of average citizens should be the priorities that we establish. Against a wave of political pressure to focus on “high value” resources, my voice sings a song of prayer for the forest, small towns and the lives of the not so famous. 

Even when I have no time for the Goddess she is with me in thought, deed and action.



Today I am back from a fire, in Boise, resting, planning and preparing to respond again. As I reflect on my actions it is clear that the most profound influence my beliefs have had on me are my instinctive actions in crisis. When direct decisions are necessary NOW, they are laced with compassion, internal tears for the destruction Gaia faces in this firestorm and the need to be of service.

The most profound expression of my Pagan beliefs and practice shine through most brightly when I have little time for piety.

She has shaped me into an individual capable of living my beliefs under intense pressure. 

I am Grateful


Storm of Western Wildfires


Sunday, December 9, 2012

Sacred Regard – The Curative For Drama




Recently in a blog post an individual made some untrue and inflammatory statements about my actions and beliefs. Friends rallied around and denounced these statements. While I do appreciate having friends who understand my intent and direct form of communication their defense was unnecessary.

As a Pagan I am unable to view those with whom I disagree or have conflict with as “the other” outside of my community. In fact these individuals challenge me and call me to self-reflection and growth. I know you may be thinking “ Yes, but what about those who are blatantly mean, dishonest or hurtful?  Sure their statements can be hurtful, but their reality belongs to them and deserves to be heard just as mine does.

In my path the deities I worship are fallible, make mistakes and provide a moral guide for my life. Would I hold them in less esteem because they make mistakes or behave badly?  Of course not, I hold them in what I call “Sacred Regard” as teachers, mentors and examples of how complicated existence is. Their seeming “humanity” endears me to them and indeed the concept of the divine its self.

This concept also holds true for those who behave in ways I find distasteful in the community. Each, possessing the spark of the Goddess within, teaches great lessons and allows me to clarify my practice and relationship with the Goddess. These individuals are held in the same "Sacred Regard” as are the Deities I follow. It is a little hard to develop resentment towards those whom you consider to hold the divine within them.

So the next time someone rubs you the wrong way or speaks in a hurtful manor, try remembering that they too are part of the divinely inspired dance of life and apply a little of my favorite metaphorical salve called “Sacred Regard”
 

Friday, July 13, 2012

Two Steps Back, One Step Forward, Dancing with the Goddess



Profound experiences are few and far between in my daily life.  Recent events, on my Pagan path, however have had an effect on the very foundations of my beliefs. My recent withdrawal from Pagan service positions gave me time to contemplate what the Goddess had peppered my future path with.

This was a great time for me, I have always been solitary and introspection has allowed me to perceive that my role is as a “Solitary Leader” not a community leader. Leading my own spiritual journey is my priority

What sounds like splitting hairs is for me a significant change in direction. Yes, I indend to speak eloquently, as I can, about the causes and priorities that I perceive to be important on my path with the Goddess. 

There will be time to write, love, dance with the Goddess, commune with Gaia and wallow in sacred laughter.  It is these times when I am touched by divinity, while still in service I will make time for these very special ecstatic experiences.

 I have given up positions of responsibility in Pagan Organizations to pursue a more personal relationship with the Goddess. Yet, I am still an activist at heart who is driven to make a difference in the world.

So my friends, if you hear my words, from time to time, and find your self intrigued, I invite you to also become a “Solitary Leader” on your path with the Goddess.  While there is great value in cooperative efforts what I need is not so much organizations, events or even followers but personal ethically driven relationship with the Goddess.  

Sunday, May 13, 2012

The Mom Goddess


Mom,

You remain my first and most influential Goddess. From you flowed all the lessons I needed to lead a meaningful life.

In your compassion lives the oneness of humanity

In your loving eyes were insights into belonging, community and the sacredness of place

In your ability to always believe in human potential flowed the life-blood of humanities hope for the future

Your gentle words were always an eloquent blueprint for how to interact with the world

Your loving reprimands eco with me still; guiding my choices and contributions to society

Your trusting eyes enveloped me with the knowledge of what humanity can achieve together

My world forever guided by the wise insights of motherhood.

Should the world ever shift to a new way of being, may be it in your image, Love, compassion and wisdom lighting a new way.

What would the world be like if motherhood is lifted and exalted as the ultimate example of humanity?

   

Monday, October 17, 2011

Guest Post - Some thoughts on healing our sexist culture at home




Today while doing a bit of research I was disturbed to be reminded of the pervasive sexism embedded in Wicca. Dividing the world into masculine and feminine, whether personality traits or the elements air (masculine) and water (feminine), does a disservice to both genders and to our world. Why should air or water have a gender? Why should the act of leadership which corresponds to air be masculine, are our women not leaders. Many in justifying this archaic gender role division might say that we all have both masculine and feminine and we must learn to integrate both. But I say that assigning the masculine with leadership or strength gives men and women the idea that it is natural in men and must learned to be embraced by women. These divisions are culturally taught gender roles not more innate to one sex over the other. Multiple studies have shown that equal numbers of 7 year old girls and boys want to be president but by middle school females have given up on this idea, possibly because girls are shown through our culture that they have a snowballs chance in hades.

Let us as Pagans lead the cultural revolution in transforming our sexist culture. Let’s empower our budding goddesses by doing away with gender stereotypes in our correspondences, ritual and magic and give all powers and all elements to all humans equally. We need both men and women and every other sex to stand together with all of the traits that make us human if we are to heal this world, our connection to nature and to each other. Honor the Goddess and give her back her power!

Blessed be. Melanie Venus Rose

Melanie Rose is a long time friend whom I have learned many lessons from, Thank You Melanie for allowing me to post this.

Peter

Friday, September 2, 2011

My Own Pagan Seasons



Many of us in the Pagan community seek our relationship with the Divine through a connection with the seasons. Living on Saint Croix in the U.S. Virgin Islands this process takes on a unique manifestation. Close to the equator, the generally recognized seasons that mark the turning to the wheel are in many ways absent and as a Witch I needed to develop a calendar to honor all the divine manifestations of the Goddess in this place. As I move on from Saint Croix I have spent many hours contemplating how I have connected with the Divine while calling this place home.

The seasons.

As November creeps to a close each year the “Christmas winds” commence, blowing strong and from the east they harold a time of sailors delight, the coming together of family and preparation for the coming to the tourists who provide the economic activity that drives the island.






As December passes the “dry” season begins on Saint Croix. This is a time of planting for farmers and gardeners. Thoughts of the plantation history of the island always enter my mind. Included in these remembrances are the recognition of the sacrifices and misery caused by slavery on this island. Indeed, I have a special connection to this past as a person of Danish decent. Denmark held these islands in servitude for many years. As the season progresses smoke from brush fires can often be seen in the distance.


As May gives way to June the Hurricane season begins in Saint Croix, but even more significant is the beginning of the “turtle season” Green, Hawksbill and Leatherback turtles come ashore to nest. This is a magical time when the timelessness of the island is front and center. Some months later as the possibility of storms increase these turtles hatch in the dark of night in what my partner has termed a “tumble of turtles” This is the most magical of seasons when the power of Gaia is manifest via storms and the cycle of rebirth and renewal represented by the turtles.









As October wanes residents of the island begin to breath a sigh of relief as they give thanks for surviving another hurricane season. This is a time of quite reflection, the storms have gone, the tourists have vanished and the island takes stock in another successful year.




Yes I will miss the seasons of this place; I have become connected to the Goddess through the rhythms of the island. It is time to move on, yet I will always treasure the opportunity I had here to recognize new and different seasons, develop a system for honoring Gaia as the wheel turned and becoming grounded in Saint Croix.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Musings of a Dianic Male

Ok, so the statement “Dianic male” may seem unusual but the experience of living with a Dianic Witch for eight years has profoundly affected my practice as a Witch. Living for many years where there were no other Pagan groups than the local Dianic Coven left me with a treasure trove of experiences that have shaped my beliefs about the craft in general.

Participation with this group has included attending open rituals, living with them in camps at Pagan festivals and developing strong relationships with the coven members over the years. Many of these women have become my loved sisters whose wisdom and friendship I cherish dearly.

What have I learned? First, being the partner of a strong Dianic Witch is not for everyone. Second, all of us have and continue to be influenced by the patriarchal society in which we live. Third that service to the Goddess can take many forms and that power, dominance and the need to direct have no place in my worship of the Goddess.

In service to this group there have been many opportunities to get to know the “new” male partners of coven members. With each meeting a conversation ensued about the nature of a relationship with coven members. These interactions tended to include how strong this group of women are, the need to be willing to support and serve their activities without attempting to influence and how a strong sense of the masculine self is required to remain grounded in these relationships. One by one I have witnessed these individuals struggle with these issues and move on in their lives seeking new partners and experiences.

Setting up camp, tearing down camp, planning the days activities, preparing meals, planning open rituals or just informal gatherings, all these activities are lead by powerful women. Some men just are not prepared to truly participate in a culture where the leaders are women. In this there is no judgment. All of us are affected by the messages of the broader society and I have many times had to examine my own reactions when excluded from the decision making process. Each time it has been my ability to access members of the coven and discuss these feelings that has allowed me to grow and transcend patriarchal attitudes and beliefs.

As an observer I have witnessed how the coven operates and seen what happens when a male voice is raised in the decision making process. Generally there is a shift of energy from a collaborative process to one focused on influence and power. It is not just the male voice that represents this change but the behavior of the coven members also. This experience has given me insight into the sacred nature of Dianic tradition. Each of us, male and female, is a product of our experience. In reclaiming the sacred feminine strong women need the space to express their power in an environment that puts little value on conflict, force and other patriarchal traits and great value on the feminine principles of compassion, understanding, communication and sisterhood.

All this is not to say that I do not value the sacred masculine. As a member of the community I have been involved in many groups where my skills, abilities and masculine energy have been of service to the community. As an individual that identifies with the heavily male influenced “warrior” archetype, it has been my privilege to be of service as a guardian, healer, and administrative leader. Yet, when I wish to contribute it is through the eyes of the Goddess that I attempt to view situations and tasks. This approach allows me to proceed with compassion and be mindful that in service to the Goddess it is my first responsibility to act in a manner that honors the entire community.

Within Dianic tradition there is the concept of “the Kouretes” who are considered the male equivalent of the Dianic Priestess. “One of their roles is to help women create their Sacred Space, then to leave, and guard against other men interfering with the Sacred Womyn's Mysteries.” This is a role that it has been my honor to fulfill.

All this leaves me to wonder how can I also support men in my community who are partnered with strong Dianic Witches. Here are a few suggestions that have worked for me.

Support the reclaiming of the sacred feminine by supporting your partner and her coven in any way you can. It can be a deeply meaningful experience to witness this manifestation of a principle that our community is based on.

Develop your own practice within the community where you can participate and develop and reclaim your own sacred masculine energy.

Take the opportunity to examine your own beliefs and actions around conflict, power, control and leadership. You have at hand a community that is an example of how powerful compassion, trust, communication and the sacred feminine can be.

While I am highly eclectic in my practice as a Witch, the Dianic influences I have experienced hold great meaning for me. Being associated with women of this tradition has taught me many valuable lesions in my quest to honor the Goddess. I am ever grateful too all my Dianic sisters.

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Building Tropical Fairy Houses

There are times when my very being calls out for the Goddess. For weeks it has been the holidays, work and my online Pagan friends that have dominated my daily life. From somewhere deep inside I was yearning for tangible contact with the Divine. Listen Peter; the Goddess is telling you something.

Now I sit here typing with dirt packed under my fingernails, grounded and at peace with my self and with the Goddess. What caused this transformation? What ritual do I engage in that always brings me back to balance?

Well, I build Fairy houses, that’s right Fairy houses. Sounds kind of silly but it is a ritual that has deep meaning for me. These houses are built with grass, dead down wood and leaves. As I gather what I need in the woods I am always reminded of how Gaia provides everything we need in our environment if we are just willing to open our eyes and see. On this small scale I reconnect with the idea of living simply with the earth, taking only what I need from the abundance that surrounds me.

As I begin construction of the Fairy home there is a very deep part of me that is comforted by creating, building, and providing shelter with only the forest to draw upon. The energies of Cernunnos and Pan find expression in the work and envelope me.

Hands digging in the dirt I become mindful of those who came before and their simple and very connected way of life. In these moments I find solace, insight and a powerful connection to Divinity. Dirt, sweat and focus combine to keep me in the moment, experiencing all that the Goddess has to tell me.





For some, an eloquent ritual brings a connection to the Divine. For me, it is the simple experience of being in nature, creating with my hands, and listening to what Goddess has to say.

I walk away from the new tropical Fairy home reminded that I am of the People of the Earth ever blessed and provided for by the Goddess.

When spring comes where you live try building a fairy house in a forest. Perhaps the Goddess will speak to you as well.