does community mean to you? Is it a place of magic? A gathering
of like-minded people with a single goal? A place to get taken
care of? A place to belong? Singing and drumming around the fire?
Doing good work with others?
closer. I will tell you my vision. It is a vision of the present,
and a vision of the future. All time is now, and magic is here,
so everything is possible. The moment is reality. We breathe together,
and the vision opens:
have studied, and danced the spiral many times. You have walked
the pathways of sun and moon. You have been guided, and rebelled
a time or two. Slowly, you came to recognize your
power – the power you’ve always been told was within
you. Still, you study. You work. You play. You practice. Eventually,
you come into your own work. You recognize the rhythm of the divine
heart within your animal body. We stand and cheer. We celebrate
your beauty and your power. You teach us what you know. We dance
awhile to the beating of your drum. If others are called to similar
work, they will join you, forming a coalition that creates something
beautiful, that does meaningful work together, that is of help
to all involved and to the rest of us.
she makes her music and he writes his epic stories. She sits high
amongst the branches to save a patch of forest. He campaigns for
clean water. She teaches. He plants a garden. They come together
to leap the fires in spring and to gather canned goods for the
food bank come the autumn. This is community, this coming together
and this moving apart. Nothing is static – the rising and
falling belongs to a living, breathing, being.
does this image come to light so seldom? Why are we so worried
about jockeying for position, and fighting over scraps? My answer:
because, as communities, we are afraid of autonomous power. We
seek to uphold the status quo. Her unique expression may rock
the carefully balanced boat. His deep study is seen to take away
from what the group needs in the moment. Anything different becomes
a threat. We fight for what we have, instead of reaching for what
we can become. We tear each other down instead of supporting someone
is no need for this. Here is the secret: if we all have power,
there is no need to fight for scraps. If each has a role to play,
there is no need to jockey for position. The quiet bring in listening.
The noisy bring in liveliness. Some grind incense and others teach
our children. We can all be equal, but this means we cannot be
equivalent. Every biosphere needs diversity and the ways of magic
are no different. Not any one of us holds the fabric, but each
holds a vital thread. Your thread does not trump mine, nor mine,
yours. What is this fabric? It is the fabric of the Limitless
Divine. God Herself flows in each thread, and we color these with
does not mean we all do the same thing. Community is not about
who gets the
biggest role in ritual. Community, for me, is what I have with
my best peers. It is something we’ve been hard pressed to
learn ourselves, after many years of our own squabbles and power
plays. We finally reached a point where we went off by ourselves
for a while to discover our deeper talents and interests. We sought
the magic that welled up from within, rather than always seeking
the magic outside. We would come together periodically, to toast
the longest night, or dance up the spring flowers. But mostly,
we studied, practiced, and prayed. And now we are strong and beautiful.
We each have something valuable to share.
celebrate my friends: the artist, the dream-worker, the medium,
my friend who helps heal sexual wounds, she who priestesses the
dying, he who teaches. I toast my friends: the mystic, the poet,
the singer and she who dances down the Gods. This is my community.
These are my peers.
all still seek out teaching. We celebrate together. We eat and
laugh and raise a glass of wine. We do our work apart. We ask
for help during the planting of something new, and we share the
gifts of our harvest, knowing that there is plenty to go around.
for me, is community.
do you wish for yours?
- Guest posted by T.