I had been somewhat upset. I was thinking about a Skype conversation I had recently where everyone was talking about hearing and visions of various Goddesses. I was rather quiet, as I have not had any such experiences.
Earlier today, I asked some fellow ADF members what their experiences were like after being Pagan for 3 years. I received a number of replies–some were from other people who didn’t have visions, and others were from people who seemed a bit hostile (perhaps I am reading that into responses when it wasn’t there).
Suddenly I had the insight of making an offering of the rest of my cup of tea to the tulip tree in the backyard. I went outside and said words along the lines of, “This is for whoever out there might care about me” as I poured the tea. (I had been feeling as if none of the Kindreds really cared since they didn’t grant me visions and such.)
I sat next to the tree asking the same question over and over in my head: “Does anyone out there really care about me?” As if in response to my question, the sun came out from behind a cloud and shone brightly on me, warming me up. Then the sun disappeared behind another cloud.
“Sunna?” I asked aloud. The sun appeared again to confirm my thought. I went back inside, excited about my discovery.
I have decided to start honoring Sunna more often to connect with her better. Obviously, a Goddess cares.