In my old coven, I was always considered a warrior. Funny, really, when you consider that my main role in life right now is being a mother and a wife. Not to say that mothers and wives can’t be warriors, but in today’s society they really aren’t considered such. They are supposed to be the strong, supportive, money earning, yet family nurturing goddesses. All while juggling their work schedule, their children’s’ school and activity schedule, and cooking and cleaning to boot. Riiiight….
But anyhow, back to the subject at hand. I was always considered one of the warriors, and I never once questioned that. I wonder what happened to that role? Did it just disappear? Did I grow out of it? It doesn't feel like it, now that I consider things. I think I just strayed from that path. Will I ever find it again? I don't know. But I suspect that somehow I will. We did a God journey in my basic witchcraft class, and in the meditation, the God handed me a scroll. I unrolled it expecting some miraculous revelation. The words that appeared were "Share your strength." Ehhh... huh? I've been thinking about that, trying to interpret it. Does that mean share my strength as in my innate talent with stones? Or maybe... Maybe what? I had no idea. But now I suspect it has something to do with my old role. I don't know why or how, or what or when, but I do know that I will fall back into that role somehow.
So I guess we will see what happens, and maybe one day I will look back on these words and they will make complete sense. Because they sure as hells don't right now. LOL!
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