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Sometimes I need someone to slap me up side the head and remind me of the path that I am on.
Yesterday was just such a day.
I recently came out of the broom closet to my parents and since then my mother has for strange reasons found it hard to talk to me. I was over there for dinner last night and the easy dinner conversation found it’s way to religion.
My mothers struggle with the path that I have chosen is simple…
She firmly believes that if you love God and believe in him and live your life loving others then you will go to heaven.
That is a simple enough and beautiful way to live… for her.
What slapped me up side the head was a fairly simple question that she asked that at first glance I could not answer.
What is the purpose of Wicca, your not on a path to heaven or soul enlightenment, so what is it you are trying to do?
This question left me speechless.
I was raised Christian. I know the point of Christianity. I know why they live their lives the way they do. They are all hoping in some way that in their loving actions when they die they will not go to hell and burn for all eternity but go to heaven where they can worship and spend time with their maker for the rest of eternity.
That is easy. But what about me? Where are my actions and my beliefs taking me?
She was right in some ways, and I’m glad she asked.
Because too many times do us as Wiccans get caught up in our rituals and our potions and our spells and the hum drum mundane ways of the craft. We spend our focus on the right color candles for each ritual and what tools we have and which way we face our altar.
So much so that we forget what we’re really after, why we are following this path to begin with.
We get lost in a world of magick and smoke.
The answer itself surprised me.
I remembered my childhood Sunday school teachings. I remembered Mrs. Pickering telling all of us wide eyed little tikes to Love God with all our hearts, to believe in him and we would go to heaven. But more over I remember every Sunday Mrs. Pickering drowning on and on about the importance of daily prayer, the importance of thanking God for all things that we have, the significance of searching for his presence in everything that we do.
And in that innocent memory I had my answer, sprang forth from the teaching of another’s belief.
My purpose in choosing Wicca was to realize the divinity in myself and all things surrounding me. To manifest the Goddess and God at all times, every moment of every day. To serve them in perfect trust. To give as they give and live as they live. To walk as the Goddess and God. To love as they love.
I was reminded by this question that I too had been caught up in a world wind of smoke and potions and spells and had forgotten the beautiful journey that I was on.
That instead of finding in every way every day where The Goddess is and her workings in my surrounding I was filling it with rituals and color schemes and charts.
What better way to find my inner Goddess than to enjoy her and search for her in everything that has become of me.
I woke up today and the sun was shinning brightly. So much so that I smiled at first glance.
I whispered to my Goddess… Thank you for bringing me this day and showing me the light again.
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