Well we made it safely to our new place of residence and have got our home put together again and trying our best to settle in. My husband is registered for school and I am working very hard at a local humane society as a Veterinary Technician.
Due to 50+ hour work weeks I’ve not have the time to set up many of the pagan practices or items I am used to. Lughnessagh passed with a small overing of whiskey and oats and a tear shed for not being with my dear Tuatha.
Things are starting to settle at work and if the pixies will give my drill back I can set up my altar. I’m meeting with a new pagan group leader today, a satalitte group of the Berkley, CA CAYA ( come as you are coven) it will be my first venture into anything wiccan but the woman I’ve been talking too seems very nice and I’m eager to see what this group could hold, as it’s the only one in my area.
I know a group isn’t necessary for real practice and solitary time is what I truely need right now…I’m not quite sure. I know I got incredibly lucky with my dear Tuatha and it is my family in many senses.
Still this move stands out as a chance to use my strength and courage that myself and my tuatha helped me cultivate.
I’ve been reading Morgan Llwelyn’s books on the Irish Risings and these words attributed to Pádraic Pearse seem to strike me strongly as a way to walk through my day.
“To accept judgment is to compound the error. Throw back your shoulders and stand tall in any company; remember that you are of the Gael, inheritors of a proud race. Do nothing but that which is noble and fine, and thus force other to recognize you as an equal” 1916