I have been away for a while. For the longest time, I was lost as to where my spirituality fit into life and whether I fit into ADF. I was also having difficulties with family, and so I had moved in with my fiance.
Things have finally settled down, except for wedding planning for our ceremony in September. I am more confident in my spirituality and my place within ADF, thanks to an outpouring of love and support for my fiance and me after his grandfather died. My fiance has also been making sure we do ritual at least once a week, though we did forget last week.
I’ve also started a garden! I am growing radishes (which will be harvested in the coming week), corn (a staple here in the Midwestern US), lavender, basil, bush beans, broccoli, lettuce, cucumbers, and a marigold to help keep harmful insects away! I am doing this all in a Square Foot Garden, which takes up 16 square feet of space. I’ve also started my own compost pile.
The garden and the compost are profoundly affecting my spirituality. Every time I thin seedlings in the garden, I realize I am killing a plant. Yet this death is not in vain. The thinned plants go into the compost bin, where they will decompose into nutrients for future plants. Death begets life. I am becoming more and more aware of this truth every day.
We also celebrated the Summer Solstice with a ritual a couple weeks ago. We were able to celebrate outside, with a fire in a fire pit. Our Tree was the pile of branches waiting to be burned. Our Well was my tiny mini cauldron, since we don’t have anything larger for that purpose (yet). Sunna was the focus of the rite. The ritual went really well, though our Omens suggested depression and infertility. A few of my plants since then have not been doing very well, and I personally had a couple difficult days.
My fiance and I also went to a local Pagan festival with a couple friends at the end of May. It was a great experience, for the most part, except for cold nights and rainy days. The weather caused us to leave a day early. However, we attended the opening ritual, which was Native American in style. The ritual was a great experience. I personally attended a dowsing workshop, which was very interesting. I discovered that I wasn’t too bad at it. I’m looking into it further for personal practice. I also danced a Maypole for the first time. I will probably change the tree picture above to a picture of the Maypole dance in progress.
I decided to come back to blogging because I missed being able to express my point of view on various Pagan topics in my own space. I feel like I still have so much more to say!
Many blessings, Victoria