Post by suelittleowl on Feb 7, 2007 18:11:03 GMT -1
Here is an owl shaking the dust off her feathers as she stumbles out of the shadows and into the light.
Hail and well met.
The months in the shadows have led to my finally being able to publish my core beliefs - with apolgies to Craig whoh has read this before. For me, what it distils down to is an overwhelming belief in this land and my place in it, on it: my place in terms of the ancestors that have gone before, and those for whom I will be ancestor, my place in the scheme of nature that surrounds me (most definitely not at the top).
I acknowledge the existence of Gods, but no particular ones as I have no personal experience of them - unless my reverence for the bluetits nesting in my garden, the martial song of the wren asserting his territory, the breathtaking view of a sunset through mist in a field viewed from a train window - is that experience.
I am intrigued by the Welsh canon of folk tales, particularly the Mabinogi. I have always felt that nestled within the tales are glimpses of the Gods, of older truths, of lost beliefs. I made my first trip to North Wales a couple of years ago and felt a connection I have only ever felt before with the North Sea on the east coast of Yorkshire and Northumberland.
I recycle fanatically. I am part of a local organic farm CSA initiative. I eat meat but I source it as locally and ethically as I can. I often have the intention but rarely get out and amongst the nature I revere - which is a shameful admission.
I look forwards to joining the debate.
Hail and well met.
The months in the shadows have led to my finally being able to publish my core beliefs - with apolgies to Craig whoh has read this before. For me, what it distils down to is an overwhelming belief in this land and my place in it, on it: my place in terms of the ancestors that have gone before, and those for whom I will be ancestor, my place in the scheme of nature that surrounds me (most definitely not at the top).
I acknowledge the existence of Gods, but no particular ones as I have no personal experience of them - unless my reverence for the bluetits nesting in my garden, the martial song of the wren asserting his territory, the breathtaking view of a sunset through mist in a field viewed from a train window - is that experience.
I am intrigued by the Welsh canon of folk tales, particularly the Mabinogi. I have always felt that nestled within the tales are glimpses of the Gods, of older truths, of lost beliefs. I made my first trip to North Wales a couple of years ago and felt a connection I have only ever felt before with the North Sea on the east coast of Yorkshire and Northumberland.
I recycle fanatically. I am part of a local organic farm CSA initiative. I eat meat but I source it as locally and ethically as I can. I often have the intention but rarely get out and amongst the nature I revere - which is a shameful admission.
I look forwards to joining the debate.