Each year I come more and more out, in large part because each year I learn more about myself and get more comfortable in my own skin. On this first day of Pride month, I call out to Anahita.Continue reading “Honoring Anahita for Pride Month”
As my kids have gotten older, it’s gotten more difficult to have a regularly scheduled personal practice. I used to have a very solid devotion/prayer schedule: daily devotion (often at dawn), twice weekly trance work, weekly solitary rite, full moon rite, new moon rite, Druid moon rite, and high day rite. These days I’m lucky if I manage a devotion once a week, trance work really only happens about once a month, and I’m down to just the grove Druid moons and high days. I’ll admit: I was feeling pretty guilty and inferior about it.Continue reading “I’ve Been Praying All Along”
On this National Day of Prayer,
as we watch our rights threaten to be eroded,
I call out to Artemis, protector.
Artemis, you were born in conflict,
with your mother, Leto, making the choice to give birth.
You, in turn, helped deliver your brother.
Artemis, when you were but a child,
You demanded sovereignty:
to choose your own path,
to follow your own passions,
to remain childless,
and not forced into the role of mother.
Artemis, I ask you now to be present.
To stand beside those who fight
for their own right to choose as you did.
You have always defended your followers,
And in this fight I ask that you continue to do so.
Lend your strength of will,
Lend your protection,
Let your precedence sway the minds of those who rule.
Artemis, as you have always been there for me,
be there for us all now.
Hestia, as I flip through our family recipe book, be with me. I’m choosing meals for this week, and I’d like my children to eat them. Help me pick things that are delicious, and will retain their flavors well for leftovers. Help me pick things that have overlapping ingredients, yet different flavor profiles. Hestia, as you are with all things in the home, be with me in this.
In the small, quiet hours, Before the day begins, I sit with coffee in hand and candle before me, Praying for a better day. Better than yesterday, and the day before, Better than my fears lay out for me. Gods of my heart, be with me. Bring your light and warmth into my darkness And your blessings into my life.
The election for ADF just ended, and I’ve been elected to serve as Vice Arch Druid for the upcoming term. I’m excited and humbled that folks have trusted me to do this job, and looking forward to seeing what we can accomplish over the next two years.Continue reading “Elected as ADF’s Vice Arch Druid”
The quiet parts of the evening are sometimes the hardest. That time when my brain slows down And I’m no longer focused on keeping everything in order. That time when anxiety and depression have the opportunity to rear their heads. The chance to relax, once so welcome, Now feels empty and uneasy. I’m those moments, when I’m feeling alone and vulnerable, I ask: gods of my heart, be with me. I need to feel your presence and your comfort. Be with me as the evening winds to a close, And I seek calm before bed.
In the bustle of the morning, Kindreds grant me patience. As I’m called on to brush and braid hair, To pour cereal and milk, To help get dressed, To help with the potty, And on and on and on. The never-ending refrain of “Mom!” Resounds in my sadly still empty coffee mug. So, Kindreds… patience and compassion this morning. Please.
Kindreds, may tomorrow be better than today. It’s not like today was awful, But it was a mulligan day. I slept more than I kept up with tasks. I relaxed more than I was productive. Actually… Kindreds… Perhaps more days like today, please, But also help me release the guilt, And the pressing need to always be doing something. Help me allow myself moments of pleasure, Days of rest. Kindreds, help me see that I deserve these things too.
Ogmios, Bright One, Thank you for being with me tonight. Some may not think that the gods are present in D&D, But you are present whenever I must speak with eloquence, Whenever I must let my creative vision take flight. Ogmios, you are there with me as I paint with words what I see in my head To carry others along with me in our story. So, thank you Ogmios, for filling me with your blessing.