Circle of Joy and Sorrow

Everything that exists is in a manner the seed of that which will be. -Marcus Aurelius

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Pagan Convert

Now it’s never a casual thing to scoff at the well-toned preaching of others who will claim to have been pagan right from birth. So where shall I start? The subject arises from the recent technorati tagging of a Christian blog in the Wicca category, “Stumbling To Bethlehem.” At which I begin to serious start to consider the subject of cross-pollination. Yet I digress.

We are born where we are, and yet it may take some years for us to awake. Awake to the fear of the earth betraying us by crumbling under our feet. Awake to the poison in the clear water being raised to our lips. Awake to the idea that every good thing we do alive, we do to have destroyed by a jealous god. Awake to the purpose in more than the corners of the human heart. Awake to the song of the crickets in the fields.

The moon falling over the swaying winter wheat. The stars gleaming as the blue sky’s shroud faded into a liquid black, giving back to me the whole universe. The night wind bringing up into my face the scent of pink and white and lavender I could no longer see. The relief to know how many other generations would lean into that same night wind, brush their palms against the same heads of grain, rise up again at dawn into an endless resurrection of only more and more days.



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