Initiation is the next step on the journey. I'm not questioning my desire to be initiated, nor the timing; I do feel that now is the right time in my life to be here. But the perfectionist in me is moaning that I am not really in a place where I can retreat to the woods and be alone for this moment. Now would be the perfect time, too. The autumn has just arrived, and the beautiful red and gold leaves are a perfect symbol of my old life, my old beliefs, my misguided prejudices, dying; softly falling away to be replaced with the knowledge that I have sought for myself.
But at the moment I have no way of getting to a secluded place to initiate myself to this new journey. I think I will ask for advice on the Druidry boards; perhaps a simple visualization underneath a nearby elm will be more satisfying and right than I think it will be.
From the path,
Sparrow
No comments:
Post a Comment