As a culture of witches, we marked the new year's begining two months ago, on Samhain (All Hallow's Eve). We stood before our altars, reviewed the deeds of the year past and looked forward to the hope and promise embodied in the year to come. As members of a larger culture, we stand ready this day to celebrate the new year, again.
To some, this rite may seem redundant, without real substance. With solomn hearts we honored Samhain, our spirits recognizing the holiness of the occasion. Tonight we welcome the new year, not with reverence and severity but with revelry and mirth. Does that frolicing nature detract from the sanctity of a holy occasion? My opinion? No, it does not.
By definition, to celebrate something is to concecrate it as honored, holy if you will. And, who is to say that we are only allowed one begining in a year? The fact of the matter is the Great Wheel of the Year is full of firsts and all of them celebrated as holy. Why should tonight be any different?
To those who believe tonight is nothing special- Happy Day Just Like Any Other Day!
To the rest of us- Happiest New Year to you and yours!
Blessings,
Kira Adora of CSS
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Start Again
It's been almost two full turns of the Great Wheel since last we posted to this blog. Those years have been filled with love and hate, joy and heartache as well as successes and failures.
We matured; we fell to weakness. Through ignorance, we inflicted injury upon those we love. In defenselessness, we suffered greatly at the merciless hand of fate. But, above all, we grew. That growth was often in opposing directions but, it was growth nonetheless.
Some walked away from us, not knowing how deeply their abandoment would cut into our hearts. Others struggled and fought to bridge the gaps left behind by our growth. They worked to re-establish the connections that were on the verge of disintegration.
It makes for a idealistic scene to stand proudly, shoulders squared and announce to the world, "Dispite our trials, we survived!" A romantic, but not intirely accurate picture.
We have, in deed, survived past tribulations; yet, we didn't escape unscathed.
The holes ripped into our hearts by betrayal have been sutured and are mending but, are far from healed. Our confidence, once brandished, endured blows that left it cracked and robbed of some of its brilliance.
Yet, out of the pain emerged essential realizations. While picking up the pieces of our broken hearts, we were forced to more closely examine them. We used that time to decide which parts served our goals and which needed to be set aside. From the pieces of a once great coven, we have begun the construction of a newer, better one.
We will heal, of that there is no doubt. Our scares will ache but, they'll serve to remind us that though growth is often excruciating, it is an inextricable and valuable part of life.
Blessings,
Kira Adora of CSS
We matured; we fell to weakness. Through ignorance, we inflicted injury upon those we love. In defenselessness, we suffered greatly at the merciless hand of fate. But, above all, we grew. That growth was often in opposing directions but, it was growth nonetheless.
Some walked away from us, not knowing how deeply their abandoment would cut into our hearts. Others struggled and fought to bridge the gaps left behind by our growth. They worked to re-establish the connections that were on the verge of disintegration.
It makes for a idealistic scene to stand proudly, shoulders squared and announce to the world, "Dispite our trials, we survived!" A romantic, but not intirely accurate picture.
We have, in deed, survived past tribulations; yet, we didn't escape unscathed.
The holes ripped into our hearts by betrayal have been sutured and are mending but, are far from healed. Our confidence, once brandished, endured blows that left it cracked and robbed of some of its brilliance.
Yet, out of the pain emerged essential realizations. While picking up the pieces of our broken hearts, we were forced to more closely examine them. We used that time to decide which parts served our goals and which needed to be set aside. From the pieces of a once great coven, we have begun the construction of a newer, better one.
We will heal, of that there is no doubt. Our scares will ache but, they'll serve to remind us that though growth is often excruciating, it is an inextricable and valuable part of life.
Blessings,
Kira Adora of CSS
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