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 There really is SUCH a difference between different establishments within a single religion - and yes, I use that rather than faith. Went to a different church than the one I work at for someone's funeral and ended up feeling like 'Eeep, bring me home!' Not that I even /share/ that faith - just work at the church but still...

Anyway, it was a day of 'farewelling.' A funeral followed by a 'memorial'/celebration of life, and as you're maybe thinking right now, one was just... downright depressing, the other was so crazy and fun that the person we were celebrating would have loved it, if he had been there, but he wasn't and that was why /we/ were there, but I'm damn sure he was watching over us and approved!

After all that, a quiet evening at home, and an early night - yes, on a Saturday.
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On the hillside outside the city, the Vestals encountered a humble man names Albinus, who was escaping in a cart with his family, along with other civilians, from a war. Even in danger, Albinus remembered what was due the goddess, and felt the impiety of riding with his family while priestesses walked, carrying their sacred objects. Leaving his family for a time he took the Vestals and their precious burdens all the way to safety in Caere.

--Roman author Livy



It honored Vesta, the fire goddess who was never depicted in human form because she was embodied in the flames themselves.

Symbols...

Do we as humans require symbols in order to relate to complex concepts? This is the question I found myself facing as I read today's meditation.

The conclusion I came to was a reluctant yes. Especially when it came to religion nad religious concepts. We find that most religions have some kind of symbol with which we identify them... the cross for Christianity, the Crescent for Islam, the Star of David for Judaism to name but three... and through those symbols we access a shared understanding of what it means to 'belong' to each and any of those faiths, (even when that understanding is not necessarily a prositive one).

Then we have the images we relate to as being representative of 'God' (or the gods in the case of polytheistic faiths, including paganism). Those images take many forms, granted, but the majority of people, if you say 'God' to them (or name a god), will more than likey see in their mind some kind of image which allows them to access their understanding of divinity. Sure it might not be the 'old man with a long white beard' or whatever 'in his image' schema represents god for us... but it's almost a given there will be something.

Why not just a feeling? Why do we have a visual? What is wrong with hearing/seeing/thinking the word 'god' and becoming filled with a sense of the universal divine? I confess this is not a question I can answer... caught personally somewhere between the two states... of 'seeing' and of 'feeling' Yes I feel that divinity in answer to the 'verbal' call of 'god' but also I'll have an image in my mind - a man, sometimes horned, sometimes not, but with a sense of presence that isn't visual, but is felt - it's hard to describe. I have a similar mixed visceral response to 'goddess' also. Female - one of four separate images, depending on which aspect of the goddess I'm trying to relate to at the time, but again, accompanied by the feeling, that sense of presence.

How was it for our ancient ancestors who saw 'fire' and felt/related to the divine in it? Or those Vestals, who knew their goddess dwelled within the flame they nurtured, and did not see Her as a separate entity from the fire? Did that bring them, or place them closer to the divine within?

And after a lifetime of living with 'images' and 'symbols' is it possible to abandon them for the simple understanding, the feeling of 'god' 'goddess' 'divine'?
cedar_grove: (All faiths)

It is pleasant, it is finally pleasant,
this world, this great world.

It is pleasant, it is finally pleasant,
this great world when the caribou come.

It is pleasant, it is finally pleasant,
this great world when it is summer at last.


--Eskimo summer song



No matter how difficult matters may seem, we can always find solace in awareness of the cyclical truth of all life.

As pagans this is something that is... almost overly emphasised in various aspects of our faith: the belief in reincarnation; the 'Wheel of the year' that governs the festivals and the march of the seasons; the law of return - the whole notion of kharma... what goes around comes around; the cycle of the moon as she waxes and wanes.

All of these things, an more, manifest themselves in our hearts, even when we do not truly or fully understand them or their full implications. Does it make us better people or better pagans to remember these things so to adjust the way we touch the world as acccording to these cycles? I don't necessarily think that it does.

Thinking about all of these things in the light of some discussions that have been floating around on Facebook recently, about extremists of any religion... I come to the conclusion that, depending on motivation, it is just as easy to become a radical pagan - or an evangelical pagan - just as it is for any other religion.

Okay, I will accept that living by the understandings and the tennets of one faith doesn't necessarily make you into a fundamentalist Christian, or an Islamic extremist, or an evangeical pagan... or whatever faith you call your own, there has to be that extra step, the idea of pushing what you believe onto others, and to me that means not necessarily standing there and trying to 'convert' people, but it also mean being open and vocal about what you believe without invitation.

Many of us jest sometimes, with phrases like "I might have been really bad in a former life..." when something goes wrong or whatever. Me, I try not to make comments like that, partly because I don't think they're funny, partly because it is like abrogating responsibility for something difficult that is happening in your life, but mosty because, to me, it draws attention to (evangalises) that particular pagan tennet. I realise also that it's a fine line.

So... yesterday I found myself getting... defensive and annoyed on behalf of Muslims, who yet again are being tarred and feathered with the same brush because of the loud voices of their extremists - with the voices of their prejudice and bigotted patriarchs - who have probably, and very sadly, irrevocably damaged Islam worldwide.

Who among us outside of Islam have actually read, and interpretted for ourselves, and without prejudice, the words written in the Koran. (Q'ran, however you wish to spell that particular holy book). Similarly though who among us outside of Christianity have read the bible and done the same? I must confess to having read neither from beginning to end... but then again, nor have I read other holy books and writings.

Perhaps we all should before we judge a religion - or a faith - by the loudest, and not always best, voices.
cedar_grove: (Isis)

The Sspirit of the valley never dies.
It is called the mysterious feminine.
Where the valley forks is the gateway
to all the mysteries of woman.
That place where the valley forks
is called the root of heaven and earth.
We can only dimly see this place,
this root of mystery, the spirit of the valley.
Yet we can never exhaust its strength.


--Chinese Tao te Ching



In daily life - in the halls of power, on the front pages of newspapers, even in the family - this power is often invisible or subjugated.

I find it more than a little ironic that this should be the meditation of the day before I return to Egypt. It gave me a lot to think about, and not in the way that many, I'm sure, would anticipate.

Just before the Winter Break - must stop calling it the Christmas Vacation - we had our parent teacher conferences at the school... and without many exceptions, it was the woman of the family, the mother, that was the 'hardest' on the children when it came to expectations of the children and their behaviour and attainment in school. There is also a song by Youssef Islam (Cat stevens to you and I), on his album I Look I See called your mother, which questions:

Who should I give my love to?
my respect and my honour to?
Who should I pay good mind to?
After Allah
And Rasulullah
Comes your mother
Who next? Your mother
Who next? Your mother
And then your father

(you can find the song on youtube here)

On the other hand, just before I left the US, Mir and I watched a movie called The Fighter which explored the concept of a girl that was training in Kung Fu, who was a Muslim, and forbidden by her father to attend a club that was mixed gender. (That's oversimplifying it a lot, but...) It was set in Turkey if I remember rightly, and portreyed the very male dominant side of things - though I have to say that the women in that film were in many ways quite strong too.

I think it goes to show that even in the most seemingly masculine of faiths, the feminine refuses to lie completely quiescent.

So then, here we are and the meditation of the day is concerning the strength of the feminine - a concept not at all strange of foreign or even questions by many pagan paths. (There are a few masculine paths, don't be mistaken by my bias here), but on the whole, most will lean the bias heavily toward the feminine and Goddess energies. Maybe that's because of the masculine bias in so many other faiths... I don't know. that answer seems somewhat trite to me, even though it could be as easily true as not.

Anyway, does following a divine feminine path allow for more easily tapping into those feminine strengths within myself. I'm not sure that it does. The emotional side of myself, certainly, and that's stereotypically a female kind of thing... too much sometimes, but other strengths - I'm not sure. It would be something I would like to explore further, perhaps. Sit down with some paper and draw it out - maybe even literally. I'd like to think that I have other feminine strengths inside me... strengths I can draw on - strength that can help me nurture, in a better way, myself and those I love. I don't think I do well enough in that respect in many ways... too many.

But perhaps that's what this is about... reconnecting with the feminine, not just coming to know the goddess again.
cedar_grove: (All faiths)
From The Book of Awakening: Having the Life You Want by Being Present to the Life You Have.

Faith is the state of being ultimately concerned.
--Paul Tillich




So, faith is no more than the willingness and bravery to enter and ride the stream. The mystery is that taking the risk to be so immersed in our moment of living in itself joins us with everything larger than us. And what is compassion but entering the stream of another without losing yourself?


If asked, you'll probably hear me say that I follow an alternative faith… but in the wake of some deep though I find myself asking if that is actually true. I mean yes, I don't follow one of the major 'recognised' faiths, so in that regard it is, but was thinking, in response to this and other things of late, what is the one 'thread' that seems to permeate all faiths – the one thing, I might add – that we are all notoriously 'bad' at… because that one thing is actually at the foundation of my faith as well. I'm talking about love.

If you look at the teaching of any of the major recognised faiths you'll find some mention of 'love' in the scriptures, documents, sayings of religious leaders… and in Wicca, or course, we all follow the path of life in 'perfect love' according to the rede that charges us to 'harm none.'

I think it goes without saying that I'm not advocating going around throwing ourselves at everyone and everything – wouldn't insult your intelligence by explaining that really, but looking at love, as I said it's something we're all notoriously bad at… showing the kind of loving concern for all life that we would for those of our friends and family even to strangers… not getting holier than thou here, because I'm just as faulty at it as the next guy – especially when my patience is thin… which is seems to be a lot of the time. Perhaps that is why it is so hard for us to remember that love underpins most of the faiths in the world – or rather not to remember, but to live within the current of that love… because we all have so little patience? I don't know, I'm just speculating.

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