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Honoring Our Elders, Leaders and Teachers

Author: Lady Abigail [a WitchVox Sponsor]
Posted: October 18th. 2009
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The day had given the impression that perhaps it would never end, as I awaited the Aunts’ arriving at my Great Grandmother's home. The Aunts were my Aunts, but they were not my Great Grandmother's sisters. Not by blood, but they were sisters of spirit and magick, which is a much stronger bond.

Each great moon, my Aunts and my Great Grandmother would gather together without word or structured plan. They would meet at one house or the other to give honor unto the Great Goddess of all life. It was never something they did because it was expected or because they were trying to prove something to anyone. They came together because they were sisters, a family and as Witches.

Finally, the evening's night had begun to fall. I could see the sun's last lingering colors of pink and lavender hues gently melting within the night's sky as the Aunts finished gathering up their baskets of herbs and other magickal needs for the night's work.

The moon was slowly peeking up from behind the mountain's edge as we began to walk the path put toward the big oak in the back field. The cool night air, now gracefully flowing down across the golden wheat, began forming a mist just above the earth like a veil scented sweet in the heavy stillness.

The Aunts leading the way with their lanterns in hand, laughing and chatting about all that had happened within their lives since last they spoke. I walked along the path by the creek sparkling in dance with the moon's light as it grew ever more powerful in the night sky. The lightening bugs were glistening as far as the eye could see like fairy dust falling down all around us. Sometimes the glitter and glows of the night made it hard for me to tell where the creek's water ended and the path began. Yet, with my Great Grandmother gently holding my hand as we walked along, I knew I had no worries and would be safely lead forward.

I often wonder now if anyone ever noticed us walking along our way winding up the path on the hill as the night descended, lantern flames glowing in the far distance. Perhaps they even heard some of the old songs or chants quietly drifting up softly on the air late at night. If they did, it was never spoken of for in the Ozarks, the circle gatherings were both spiritual and mystical.

As a child, my life was filled with the wonder that was magick in all things. The extraordinary blessing of being raised by my Great Grandmother is something that I am extremely grateful for. Being allowed to grow up a part of so many differing magickal communities, I was able to meet Pagans and Witches from all over the world.

I was raised with the understanding of the possibilities we have to grow within ourselves as one true power of light, not separated by traditions, sects, or title, but held together by the belief that, within truth and magick, all things are possible.

Sometimes in speaking with others, I hear about the backbiting and adult temper tantrums that seem to be infiltrating our Pagan communities. None of us are immune to these harmful events. When someone doesn’t like what someone else believes or what they are teaching or even how they are teaching it, the knowledge and wisdom going forward seems to be getting lost in the undercurrent of self-professed drama. It is a disease that can destroy us if we are not careful to stop it.

It may sound ridiculous, but it seems to be getting worse. Even those we should be honoring and giving immense respect unto within their aged words and teachings, our Elders, are being criticized and attacked. If we lose our Elders, or Teachers, we will be losing our hearts and our souls, along with both our past and our futures. This backstabbing and childish squabbling is causing many to pull away from our communities at a time when, honestly, we need them the most.

In our beliefs and in our communities, it is not how many books you have read or who you can quote, but the aged wisdom held by those willing to share and teach it to others, that should matter most.

I get the fact that children have temper tantrums. I raised some wonderful and grown children. Tantrums for the most part are thrown by babies and toddlers under the age of 5 when they don’t get their way, or they want something. They begin the ear piercing screams, kicking of feet, holding their breath until they turn blue and sometimes they even want to run away and join the circus. All to say, ‘if you don’t give me my way, I will punish and embarrass you in front of the world.’

But, what I don’t get are those who I can only guess found this to work as children, still trying to use this behavior as adults. If they don‘t get their way, they will take their toys and go home, kicking-and-screaming thinking everyone else should fix whatever they think the mistreatment is. If that doesn’t work, then they will try to recruit others into their childish tantrum, all the time shattering the scared energy shared by all upon our spiritual path.

To me, it is downright frustrating to see an adult temper tantrum within our communities. Not to mention the name calling and the "he said she said" finger pointing. None of us are going to always like the answers we get when learning along any path. Sometimes the answer is going to be, ‘NO!' Just like a parent to a child, we may not be ready yet. Stomping away does not make you look mature within the craft and it probably proves the point, that you were not spiritually ready.

Having these gale-force temper tantrums to somehow try to prove to everyone that you were mistreated are extremely sad, not to mention embarrassing for everyone standing anywhere around and detrimental to everyone within our communities.

Think about it, you are having an adult temper tantrum and everyone is looking at you. Your face is red, burning with anger or maybe even embarrassment. Now what, you cannot admit that you were wrong, out of line or possibility behaving like a childish spoiled brat. So what to do now? You are mad, so all your friends have to be mad too, that’s how it works. You see a blue chicken, so they have to see a blue chicken. The hurts grow and stories are embellished to fit whatever the circumstances might be. Soon everyone is taking sides. No one wins, and it is the community again that is damaged.

As a child growing up, I never heard any names or terms for Witch, Pagan or Witchcraft. We were not defined by terms or traditions; it was just a part of who we were. I never saw communities splitting apart because of their personal understandings, or because of thinking one to be better than the other. We all stood together, as one encircling power, for we came together to learn, share and honor the Goddess/God, not to be seen as better than our sisters or brothers of any path.

Perhaps with the resurgence of others returning onto our path, we must look beyond the swathe of what our titles are and join together as one encircling influence for all. It is time that we work together and stop the nit-picking within our own beliefs, no matter what we call ourselves. No more playground antics for whatever reason we may feel that they were justified. We must not allow ourselves to be caught up in self-righteous wrath, temper tantrums, or in the anger of others.

We are each walking our on spiritual and magickal path, in both moonlight and darkness. We need to know that we can count on each other, to know that there are always hands ready to help us as we walk our paths, no matter how different they might be; without judgment, without opinion, without criticism and without trying to pull anyone else down.

When we stand together, our circles and our communities will grow strong. Let us reinforce our circles, one unto the other until we are seen as one solid silvery chain of positive light without end. Let us honor our Elders, our Teachers and our Leaders for their wisdom and the gifts they give unto us each in their knowledge.

My Great Grandmother was a wise woman of wisdom and magick. She was honored by those that knew her for the truth that she lived and shared in each day of her life. She was my teacher and I give honor unto her and all those Elders that guide us each within the light of magick and truth.

Blessed be all those who stand in the circle of light,
For they together shall shine unto the path of right.

By; Lady Abigail
Copyright © 07232009
High Priestess, Ravensgrove Coven
Greenfield, IN area




Copyright: Honoring Our Elders, Leaders and Teachers

The day had given the impression that perhaps it would never end, as I awaited the Aunts’ arriving at my Great Grandmother's home. The Aunts were my Aunts, but they were not my Great Grandmother's sisters. Not by blood, but they were sisters of spirit and magick, which is a much stronger bond.

Each great moon, my Aunts and my Great Grandmother would gather together without word or structured plan. They would meet at one house or the other to give honor unto the Great Goddess of all life. It was never something they did because it was expected or because they were trying to prove something to anyone. They came together because they were sisters, a family and as Witches.

Finally, the evening's night had begun to fall. I could see the sun's last lingering colors of pink and lavender hues gently melting within the night's sky as the Aunts finished gathering up their baskets of herbs and other magickal needs for the night's work.
The moon was slowly peeking up from behind the mountain's edge as we began to walk the path put toward the big oak in the back field. The cool night air, now gracefully flowing down across the golden wheat, began forming a mist just above the earth like a veil scented sweet in the heavy stillness.

The Aunts leading the way with their lanterns in hand, laughing and chatting about all that had happened within their lives since last they spoke. I walked along the path by the creek sparkling in dance with the moon's light as it grew ever more powerful in the night sky. The lightening bugs were glistening as far as the eye could see like fairy dust falling down all around us. Sometimes the glitter and glows of the night made it hard for me to tell where the creek's water ended and the path began. Yet, with my Great Grandmother gently holding my hand as we walked along, I knew I had no worries and would be safely lead forward.

I often wonder now if anyone ever noticed us walking along our way winding up the path on the hill as the night descended, lantern flames glowing in the far distance. Perhaps they even heard some of the old songs or chants quietly drifting up softly on the air late at night. If they did, it was never spoken of for in the Ozarks, the circle gatherings were both spiritual and mystical.

As a child, my life was filled with the wonder that was magick in all things. The extraordinary blessing of being raised by my Great Grandmother is something that I am extremely grateful for. Being allowed to grow up a part of so many differing magickal communities, I was able to meet Pagans and Witches from all over the world. I was raised with the understanding of the possibilities we have to grow within ourselves as one true power of light, not separated by traditions, sects, or title, but held together by the belief that, within truth and magick, all things are possible.

Sometimes in speaking with others, I hear about the backbiting and adult temper tantrums that seem to be infiltrating our Pagan communities. None of us are immune to these harmful events. When someone doesn’t like what someone else believes or what they are teaching or even how they are teaching it, the knowledge and wisdom going forward seems to be getting lost in the undercurrent of self-professed drama. It is a disease that can destroy us if we are not careful to stop it.

It may sound ridiculous, but it seems to be getting worse. Even those we should be honoring and giving immense respect unto within their aged words and teachings, our Elders, are being criticized and attacked. If we lose our Elders, or Teachers, we will be losing our hearts and our souls; along with both our past and our futures. This back stabbing and childish squabbling is causing many to pull away from our communities at a time when, honestly, we need them the most. In our beliefs and in our communities, it is not how many books you have read or who you can quote, but the aged wisdom held by those willing to share and teach it to others, that should matter most.

I get the fact that children have temper tantrums. I raised some wonderful and grown children. Tantrums for the most part are thrown by babies and toddlers under the age of 5 when they don’t get their way, or they want something. They begin the ear piercing screams, kicking of feet, holding their breath until they turn blue and sometimes they even want to run away and join the circus. All to say, ‘if you don’t give me my way, I will punish and embarrass you in front of the world.’

But, what I don’t get are those who I can only guess found this to work as children, still trying to use this behavior as adults. If they don‘t get their way, they will take their toys and go home, kicking-and-screaming thinking everyone else should fix whatever they think the mistreatment is. If that doesn’t work, then they will try to recruit others into their childish tantrum, all the time shattering the scared energy shared by all upon our spiritual path.

To me, it is downright frustrating to see an adult temper tantrum within our communities. Not to mention the name calling and the "he said she said" finger pointing. None of us are going to always like the answers we get when learning along any path. Sometimes the answer is going to be, ‘NO!' Just like a parent to a child, we may not be ready yet. Stomping away does not make you look mature within the craft and it probably proves the point, that you were not spiritually ready.

Having these gale-force temper tantrums to somehow try to prove to everyone that you were mistreated are extremely sad, not to mention embarrassing for everyone standing anywhere around and detrimental to everyone within our communities.

Think about it, you are having an adult temper tantrum and everyone is looking at you. Your face is red, burning with anger or maybe even embarrassment. Now what, you cannot admit that you were wrong, out of line or possibility behaving like a childish spoiled brat. So what to do now? You are mad, so all your friends have to be mad too, that’s how it works. You see a blue chicken, so they have to see a blue chicken. The hurts grow and stories are embellished to fit whatever the circumstances might be. Soon everyone is taking sides. No one wins, and it is the community again that is damaged.

As a child growing up, I never heard any names or terms for Witch, Pagan or Witchcraft. We were not defined by terms or traditions, it was just a part of who we were. I never saw communities splitting apart because of their personal understandings, or because of thinking one to be better than the other. We all stood together, as one encircling power, for we came together to learn, share and honor the Goddess/God, not to be seen as better than our sisters or brothers of any path.

Perhaps with the resurgence of others returning onto our path, we must look beyond the swathe of what our titles are and join together as one encircling influence for all. It is time that we work together and stop the nit-picking within our own beliefs, no matter what we call ourselves. No more playground antics for whatever reason we may feel that they were justified. We must not allow ourselves to be caught up in self righteous wrath, temper tantrums, or in the anger of others.

We are each walking our on spiritual and magickal path, in both moonlight and darkness. We need to know that we can count on each other, to know that there are always hands ready to help us as we walk our paths, no matter how different they might be; without judgment, without opinion, without criticism and without trying to pull anyone else down.

When we stand together, our circles and our communities will grow strong. Let us reinforce our circles, one unto the other until we are seen as one solid silvery chain of positive light without end. Let us honor our Elders, our Teachers and our Leaders for their wisdom and the gifts they give unto us each in their knowledge.

My Great Grandmother was a wise woman of wisdom and magick. She was honored by those that knew her for the truth that she lived and shared in each day of her life. She was my teacher and I give honor unto her and all those Elders that guide us each within the light of magick and truth.

Blessed be all those who stand in the circle of light,
For they together shall shine unto the path of right.

By; Lady Abigail
Copyright © 07232009
High Priestess, Ravensgrove Coven
Greenfield, IN area




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