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Beltaine 2019 – Live Deliciously

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This has been quite a life, thus far.

Beltaine falls at this time of year where the planet is juuust coming into ripeness and fullness. We are each of us, ripe and full with different things. Sometimes we are literally ripe and ready to conceive, and sometimes we are just at the point where we are ready to move forward into a new thing, something we have been dying to try but have not been ready to before now. New crafts, new recipes, a new activity….maybe finally step into the gym, or into a retirement….it’s all of those things, but they all have one thing in common.

It’s the EXPERIENCE of it, you see. The experience of trying something new.

When you try a new food, you smell it, look at it…you chew it and roll it around in your mouth to test the texture and taste…you experience that food in a different way than you do, say, a burger, because you don’t EXPERIENCE burgers anymore….you just eat them.

There is a quote from The Witch (an excellent period horror movie that is well written and acted, and not filled with silliness) which is, “Would you like to live deliciously?”

Imagine that you are a puritan, super suppressed, joy is limited to those things that involve your concept of God…how tempting, how liberating (how intimidating? How frightening?) is that question?

Pagans in general (and there are always exceptions, for there are so many branches of Pagan) experience Deity in every-day life. Sunrises, or the migration of birds, the smell of grass, the sound of water, the beauty of the bonfire. All these things are sacred to us, and sometimes we forget that we should be experiencing them in addition to just looking at them. There are things in our every day lives that can be experienced more fully….I often think about it when taking the clothes out of the dryer. I love the warmth, the smell of fabric softener or detergent, I use Patchouli laundry detergent, or Frankincense and Myrrh. It’s a job, sure, but it’s also a little interlude where I can bury my face in that smell and just enjoy and be grateful that this is in my world. When I was younger, I was too poor to afford fabric softener, and I often had to take my clothes to a laundromat. This luxury of doing clothes at home is lovely. Sure, it’s a chore, but it’s also so much better than my life before. I think of that when I do vacuuming, or when I am loading the dishwasher. My life has led me to this place where I know these things are luxuries, and I am grateful. And I experience them BECAUSE I am grateful, not just doing the chores.

My Beltaine wish for you is that you find your deliciousness, whatever it is, and you spend some time doing that. If you already know what it is, I wish that your technique of enjoyment spreads to other things, so you can live even more deliciously than before. If you are with a significant other, rediscover your partner (sensually or otherwise)….if you are alone, rediscover your Self. (Sensually or otherwise…You deserve that time, believe me.)

Life is Delicious…Savor and Devour it. Get the juice on your chin, the berry-stains on your fingers. Roll around in it, get the smell in your hair and clothes and skin.

As long as you are breathing there will be more, and someday you will breathe no more. Don’t disservice yourself by living with less. Always reach for more. Be a glutton for Joy.

Blessed Beltaine.

Ostara 2019

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A friend reminded me it’s time to post for Ostara, so blessings to you all.

In dealing with our students and watching the season change, the lesson I’m learning now is that new beginnings aren’t enough. Sure the earth is turning, seeds are sprouting, plants are budding…and it’s beautiful and fresh and green and fine…we always talk about that around this time of year. “Spring is new beginnings,” we say, Fresh Starts, Spring Cleaning…all of those things. And it IS those things, no question.

But all of those things have a common theme we don’t really mention because it’s subtle and underneath it all. Vulnerability.

New beginnings of all kinds are almost always adventures in vulnerability. The grass shoots that just start showing are thinner and finer and a paler shade of yellow/green. Buds are often referred to as “tender.” Infants are at their most helpless. I mean, maybe we don’t talk about that because it’s frightening to be vulnerable, or maybe we don’t talk about it because it’s so much part of our consciousness that we don’t think it needs to be said. I feel like it does.

I feel like, if we’re going to change our ways, as individuals, as a culture, as a planet, we have to accept that the beginning is always vulnerable. We make mistakes, we are worried about how we are viewed, if we will be ridiculed, or even something simple like, “will I have the strength to follow through on this new habit I’m trying to create?” That’s a legit thing, a legit fear. But we cannot let it stop us from our new beginnings, whatever they are.

The ability to be vulnerable is, ironically, a strength. Only the strongest of us are willing to be so. It comes from a knowledge that we are always safe, really. When you love the people you are with you can share your vulnerabilities with them, but if you don’t love yourself it can be hard to look in the mirror sometimes.

I’m watching the people I love grow and change and it is beautiful. Watching them reach beyond who they were towards who they want to be, even if it frightens them, even if they aren’t sure they will succeed, and it is beautiful and brave. There is always next time, I say, we can repeat these things until they become instinct, until they change our patterns of behavior for the better but, like any garden, we have to water it, we have to nurture it, talk to it, sometimes prune off the bits that aren’t healthy. We have to participate in our own growth process if we really want to sprout and move. Sure, you can let it be what comes naturally, there is a wild beauty in that as well…but if you get involved the growth becomes phenomenal, the change is transformative. I guess that’s the difference…one is Growth, the other is Transformation. And you can choose. Choose who you want to be.

But in order to do that, the first step is to really take that chance on being vulnerable, on being tender and new. The whole world does it, it’s okay. The important thing to remember is that every new seed that sprouts is really primarily rooted underground. No matter how new and gentle they are, there is a life underneath that is safe and protected. You are always nurtured by the things that ground you, whether that is your friends, your family, your home, your job, your ancestors, your Self. You are always surrounded and protected by those things. They will not disappear just because you stuck a finger outside of your bubble. These things that ground you, that you have built your foundation on, they will always be there.

But you have the opportunity to be more, do more, experience more. Now is your time. Accept that Vulnerability will be a part of it no matter when you do it. It will always be a part of it, don’t let it stop you. Beautiful things are waiting for you. Terrible things too. But even when the terrible things strike, you will still be surrounded by the things that ground you, and you will adapt. You are safe. You have always been safe. You just didn’t believe it before.

Believe it now. Believe that we are here and loving and supporting you. That your family, whether that is from genetics or choice, is here to support you. And maybe you didn’t know this, but we are so moved and so joyful to watch you move in this way, to see you expand and become more than who you were. We are actually watching and waiting for you, watering you every day, nurturing your environment, and looking for those tender shoots to come above ground so we can celebrate with you.

This Ostara, my wish for you is that you recognize that your vulnerabilities are beautiful, so very beautiful and human, and that they give you the gift of compassion. I wish that you don’t let them stop you from that new thing you want to do or try. I wish that, if that new thing fails, that you recognize you can just try some other new thing at any time, and that vulnerability and failure aren’t something to avoid anymore. They are indicators of growth and evolution. Hell, if you try something and fail and get up and do it again over and over, it’s bound to become a habit eventually. Like my friend always repeats, “Fall down seven, get up eight.”

I wish that you grow, and that your growth goes smoothly and joyfully.

Blessed Ostara to you.