I find myself today in an interesting conundrum. Typically the inaugural post for a blog delves a bit into the focus of the blog and a bit about the person writing it. Perhaps it will even cover a bit of the person’s credentials or the history of what brought them to the point of creating a blog. Blog creating tradition, or so I assume, dictates that I follow suit. On the other hand, I was once told that one should never tell a story from the beginning.
I know as I sit here and begin exploring aspects of my spirituality that I had sat aside, that doing so does not nor will it lessen anything else I am or do. Nor do I wish to makeover my practice and path. I am a Witch, traditionally so and initiated. None of which has changed. In fact, I am actively and continuing to thicken the Witch-blood.
It is time to reintegrate the oaks of old from new acorns. You see, for a decade I was a member of Ord Draiochta Na Uisnech (The Druid Order of Uisnech), an official Order officer and everything, and then three years ago we closed that particular story and placed it gently into the realm of the past. It is still something I find saddening to think about.
As such, this morning I awoke to a familiar tug. Only thing is, it is no longer a gentle nudging in the background. Nope. It seems that I have been surrounded and cut-off from any chance to retreat. In these kinds of situations there is only one thing to do; attack!
So it is. It is time to see what I can grow from these acorns. In full berserker rage, blood boiling scream, I attack!
Boidh Se,
-Cuchulain Duir
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