• Shifting into a new responsibility (oh shit…!)

    Well, I’m taking the plunge.  Having been involved with the Maine Pagan Clergy Association since its inception, I have fulfilled a number of roles:  assisting in the development of licensure, being a general board member, the Secretary, and most recently the organizations’ Licensure Coordinator.   The past year has seen a lot of intellectual activity and output in the form of creating an ethics’ standard and  grievance procedure.

    MPCA’s annual meeting occurred this past weekend, I offered myself as the next President, and was accepted and voted into that office.  Holy shit!  Now what am I gonna do!

    Some of you know how much of an introvert I am, and how I’m focused on behind-the-scenes kind of work.  Some of you may not…but you do NOW.    I am a single mother, a full-time therapist, analytical and over-thinking, a writer, and kind of isolated from community.  I often doubt myself, worry about too many things, and waffle between “I know I can” to “this feels too exhausting.”

    As part of our meeting, we discussed community concerns of grief, anger, and how to be supportive of the needs of said community….issues which are personal and I have opinions about, but issues that would also require that I operate in a more extroverted and social way in my role as President.  This is uncomfortable for me.  I have contact with people when I facilitate open events, or one/one in the safe confines of my therapist office/role, but not an entire online and face/face community.

    My gifts, as a Priestess, have always focused on ritual, on spiritual guidance, music, movement, and assisting others in moving into new places within their lives.  I’m feeling a little frozen as to how I’m going to facilitate my own process

    My hopes for this new role:  to lead by example, to encourage, to create, to be responsible and ethical, to have a few good answers when others ask questions, and to not look like a complete idiot.

     

    ~Kerry~ 


  • Samhain

    Our harvest season has come to an end.  The days and nights are equally cold, fallen leaves litter the ground, and we recently celebrated a New moon/Samhain ritual.

    Though our summer included drought, the garden and fruit trees gave me many gifts.  Gifts which are now in cold-storage, the freezer, or already eaten 🙂   I learned, and am still learning, about water conservation and permaculture, mostly by listening to the land.  I hope next year brings as many delights.

    Other gifts, of the year, have included a surge of mental focus resulting in completion of a number of documents supporting the work of Pagan Clergy: professional development, ethics, licensure, Grievance models, mandated reporting, and caring for our communities.

    Samhain is a time that emphasizes thanks-giving, solitude, and honoring of Ancestors.  It’s also a time that emphasizes loneliness for me, and my struggle with depression can deepen if I lose my focus on insights, opportunities, and growth.  I miss those who have had a profound impact on my life, and constantly remind myself that their spirit, their words, and their comfort, is still very much available.

    I am not so attached to the living, and that leaves me sad as I watch others connect with friends and family.  What shall I do about this, if anything?  What has it taught me?  About myself?  About others?   How can I be in-service if I still feel so disconnected?  How does this disconnection help me?

    We all have strengths.  We often perceive them as weaknesses.  This season of reflection can guide the process of self-awareness, integration, changing old habits, setting aside outworn coping mechanisms, and learning how to grow in new and wonderful ways.

    In darkness, may you find light.  Blessings to each and everyone of you.


  • Autumnal Equinox

    My favorite time of the year.

    You can feel the changes in the air….warm days, cooler nights, breezes that bring the scent of earth, ripe apples, and turning leaves.  I love the autumn with the garden filled with orange rounds of pumpkins, the apple tree so loaded the branches have drooped, and the ability to breathe in crisp, clear air.

    Autumn also brings the reminder that harvest-season is the harbinger of winter.  We gather, we store, we stack tons of wood (at least that’s what it feels like to my body), and begin that shift into winter preparations.

    Not only do I feel invigorated, with many tasks yet to be done, I know this is also the time of drawing inward….contemplating on what this year has meant to me, joys and regrets, lessons learned, observing the shadows, sharing a fire with friends, and storing the memories that will help me through the colder months of introspection and solitude.

    May your fires burn bright, and the autumn fill you with joy.

    ~K~