In November, in the Year 2015, I joined Ár nDraíocht Féin: A Druid Fellowship, Inc. (ADF), a paganesque group which called out to me. Since my early teen years, paganism called out to me despite being raised in a Christian family. My belief system was always a bit on the “odd” side, given I was (and still am) a spiritual person. Spirits and ghosts, gods and goddesses, a higher power responsible for all of the creation, darker forces at play…
…these are all things which I have believed in for a very long time. I’m twenty-four. I’m not getting any younger. However, despite the fact that so much time has passed since my interest in the Old Ways was first piqued, it is still a faith which calls to me. It carries a pure and loving note, one that is of healing and love and acceptance.
Last night, my sister and I, alongside a few of our friends, went to a Red Tent event. I went in thinking it was Moon Yoga. What we got was a lot more than that. It was a group of women who called upon the power of being a woman. I was pleasantly shocked to see statues of the Mother Goddess in the room. I was also surprised to see one of the girls wore a pendant with Awen on it (a druid symbol representing balance) around her neck.
This is Awen; it is lovely, no?
It was more than Moon Yoga. It was a fellowship of women who came together to share their thoughts and feelings, who came together to sing and find companionship. This was something I had not realized I craved so very much. Yet, once there, I realized what I’ve wanted for so long. I sought a place where I could release my soul, to rejoice in a place where the energies of old ring strong and true.
Inside ADF, I am what is referred to as a ‘Solitary Druid-In-Training.’ Essentially, I have no group which I am in contact with on a physical, in-person basis. I do, however, have a few I can reach out for and receive a warm welcome.
Said friend is The Wending Way, who is a druid I have known for the last few years and has proven to be a dear friend despite the distance between us. Today we were discussing music within paganism (the old, folky-sort of music) and how, to me, they seem to have a similar pattern in how they’re set up. Our theory is that this is due to the fact it makes it easier to sing and remember when working with a tune already known.
This is something I’ve been thinking about. Both ADF, my faith, and music. Music is one of the ways which a person identifies with their world and a way they connect to people. I often sing along with my favorite songs. Sometimes loudly. Very loudly. I enjoy it. During Red Tent, I think that was one thing that drew me in. Red Tent became a home for me the moment I was there but the singing was what tied the knot in my heart.
One song I have stuck in my head is ‘Wise In Her Ways,‘ though the version I listen to is a bit different than the one sung during Red Tent. It’s so happy and uplifting, it just makes me smile. Ever heard of moxie? It’s a force of character, determination or nerve. I feel as if I have been missing my moxie, for some time. The Red Tent and The Wending Way, have given me the strength to lift myself back up and dive into my studies with a new vigor, a new virility, that I have lacked for some time.
I need to plant some trees. These last few weeks, I realized one thing. I need to start looking after my health. I need to eat better. I need to try and be happier, to smile more often and be a better person. A better me, for myself and for everyone around me, is a goal I want to grasp. I’m in college with another friend of mine; I’m learning to be a Medical Coder and Biller and she a Medical Assistant. I like paperwork. She likes critters of all shapes and sizes (minus ants, but that’s an entirely different story).
So I believe I’ll get to the point. I’ve made a few decisions.
- I’m going to resume my studies in earnest
- I’m going to try and eat/drink better
- I’m quitting soda
- I’m gonna try and limit my intake of sugar
- I’m Gonna Plant Some Trees!
So, yeah. There’s that. I’m doing this. I’m gonna do this. I have my books for both college and ADF. I just need to get in the groove and start putting my nose to the grindstone. Health is important. It’s vital. However, on an ending note, I have a picture I’d like to share that makes me smile. It’s my sister and her chicken. I’m hoping others will get a kick out of it. I know it’ll be one of my favorites for an eternity. Because it’s awesome.
My sister is the family “Chicken Whisperer,” and chickens are the only birds that like her.
That’s not a joke, by the way. Every other bird will try and maul her. Chickens? They like her. The silkie in the picture, for instance, loves her so much that it sits on her shoulder. The afro on that silkie is just plain adorable. I sometimes ask myself how it can see, when its fur-like feathers cover its eyes. I still haven’t an answer for that one.
This picture was taken yesterday, right before we (alongside my friend and one of hers) headed off for Red Tent. It was an amazing experience. Honestly, I’d recommend that all people go to such gatherings. It’s refreshing. The people are all down-to-earth. Most are mothers. I’m fine with that. One day, I’d like to be a mother myself with my own farm.
That’s way off, though. For now, however, I can do only one thing.
Focus On What’s Before Me.