Uncanny Moon-Child

🌳  The Tree of Life  🌳 I slept under Her far-reaching canopy, Curled up in a soft mossy hollow at the base of Her ancient towering trunk. Her roots circled around me before burrowing into the fertile forest floor. As She held me I dreamed that my own roots were extending to join Hers deep underground in the fiery belly of Gaia. My branches began to grow tall, entwining with her vast reach so that my leafy fingers brushed the stars, And beyond to the infinite abyss. That night She showed me the knowledge of the time before while my tendrils ran around rock and ore, reaching the far corners of the Earth. I learned of my Ancestors;  of their struggles and triumphs and the way they danced across the land. I witnessed them worship Her as a small sapling and felt Her power grow as they tended to Her. She whispered their stories to me as I dove ever-deeper. With my branches now far above She showed me what was to come. Her song surrounded me as She explained the unex

(* Spoiler Alert! * This will contain elements of the Introductory and First Gwers of the Bardic Grade.) I began the Bardic Grade with the Order of Bards, Ovates and Druids recently and the very first Gwers contains an Initiation ceremony to complete whenever you feel ready. I instantly decided that it wasn’t something I wanted to do until further on in the grade, so moved on and left it. I didn’t really think much about why I’d made this instant decision until I sat down to look at the second Gwers. I felt really frustrated that there seemed to be a block from stopping me from focusing properly to even read the first page. It suddenly dawned on me that there had been a lot of feelings surrounding my decision to leave the ceremony until later and I hadn’t given the proper time to exploring them. There was anxiety; fear in the pit of my stomach, ever-churning. Even as a Witch I’m not big on the full ceremonies and rituals and prefer to do things that are much simpler. It has

Like many types of journey, my life-journey has sometimes been arduous. I've had to climb the tallest mountains into the clouds, and walked blind through thick fog. I have fallen, and had to walk back on myself when the way ahead was blocked. I have changed direction many times, but had faith that it was the right thing to do. At times the views have been amazing and I've had glimpses of where I'm heading, but mostly the destination is just out of sight, around the next corner. I have questioned my journey a lot, especially since I began to near the age of 30. It seems like I should have my life figured out; I should know where I'm going. Yet, in these last few months of my 20's I know I am more fully myself than ever before. I stand taller. I am more fierce and unapologetic. My roots have begun to reach deep into the belly of the Earth: The Great Goddess supports me. I have begun to find my voice and I'm no longer afraid of who hears it.  Part of w