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Bronwynn’s Blog, Midsummer/Lammas 2010

“Things come in threes, “my gray-eyed mother was wont to say, “Births, deaths, good fortune, change. They all come in threes.” And so they did this Midsummer’s Day, with three wild hares glancing up from their morning munch as our cars glided by, on slow gravel path to the Franciscan Renewal Center’s labyrinth at the rear of the property. I and a friend walked the winding rows of stone, not at all surprised when a third seeker joined us. Small sacred tokens were left in the labyrinth’s heart…a tiny stone Buddha for wisdom, three smooth white stones to anchor one here whose heart is not at home in the desert. Afterwards, a simple feast was shared and three corn meal muffins were left in the bag to take home. “Ever mindful shall ye be, that God and Goddess and you make three.”

A Summer Sip of Wisdom.

I raise my cup of mint chamomile sun tea to the East and consider what I’m learning in this passage of the year. A most wondrous discovery is the book The Spindle Hearth by d. Kate Dooley! A workbook to acquaint one with the Norse goddess Frigga and her twelve handmaidens, that book is my avid delight! I am studying the book long-distance with a dear friend 1,700 miles away and Frigga’s hearth crackles merrily as we find much to divulge and discuss. My love and I will soon embark on a series of paralegal classes, both for our own advancement and to acquire one more resource tool with which to serve our pagan community.

In the South, I ask what I am passionate about, and laugh aloud at the immediate answer, “air conditioning!” I am ecstatic that the women’s spirituality group, Arizona Goddess Alive, brainstormed into being by so many, is still going strong. We have honored Venus, Freya, Green Tara, Cybele and Arachne and look forward to meeting other goddesses. Our upcoming monthly gatherings are open to all women and their daughters, 13 and older. Transgender women living as female 24/7 are welcome.

I salute the West with a quenching draught, and consider the currents moving beneath the surface of my day, my innermost self. I am contemplating offering a workshop at PantheaCon in 2011. I long to experience Alaska and see the Northern Lights. I yearn to meet my flame-haired Norwegian granddaughter.

I turn to stand on solid Earth, and I return to that Midsummer’s labyrinth. The token I took with me as I walked, tucked in my blue jeans pocket, was the rune Othila. This is the rune of Clan, of Family. I vowed as I trod the spiraling maze that over this next turn of the Wheel, I would meditate on the meaning and scope of ‘family’, near and far, connected by lineage or love, blood or spirit.

Spirit takes me to the Spirit Room, Phoenix Pagan Pride Day’s sacred give-back to the greater community. A teacher’s lounge becomes a grove, trees lit with bits of light. Walls become a shrine, covered in tapestries. Voices hush. Here there is healing and illumination as readings and healings take place with no coin passed from hand to hand.
“A gift for a gift,” the Eddas advise. And so we offer back the blessings we have received through the year, to another we may never meet again. The Spirit Room is a holy place.

My prayer for you…

“May you travel as you are led,
Safe by day and night.
May there ever be a friend,
A crust of bread, a spark of light.”

Blessed Be.

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