Hoe wonderlik is dit nie dat ons elkeen anders is nie. ‘n Vriendin en mentor stuur vanoggend vir my ‘n mail wat ek graag met julle wil deel. As jy jouself afsluit van nuwe dinge is dit dalk nie so ‘n goeie plan om dit te lees nie, aan die ander kant is dit dalk presies wat jy nodig het om te sien hoekom ons ten spyte van al ons verskille eintlik ‘n eenheid is.
I walk this Earth, sampling with thanks and pleasure the gifts She
offers. I weep at the ravage as Her bountiful resources are raped and
plundered. I shun the ways of the young and restless, who seek
gratification in financial means only, and I abhor, as nature abhors a
vacuum, the mindless collections of the materialistic. For my ways are
simple, and my needs are few. My pleasures cannot be bought for any
price, only those on the path may attain them. The breathtaking beauty
of a sunset, and the glorious splendor of a full moon, bind me, and make
me one with the cosmic greatness of the universe. I know, as do my kin,
that at these mystic times, I am infused, nay, blessed with the
greatness and wonder of the Lady, She who walks the heavens, She who is
the Mother of all.
I celebrate the changing seasons, and accept that in all endings there
is a beginning, and in all beginnings an ending. I know that the process
of death starts at the moment of birth, and that beyond death is
constant rebirth. I embrace all that follow my path as brother and
sister, and shun not those on other paths. For in our diversity, is it
not so, that when things come to pass, all who worship, no matter the
path they followed, seek to embrace the same Greatness and Glory?
Neither do I seek to condemn, or convert those on alternate routes to
travel on mine. For mine is the way, found after a lifetime of search,
of many schools, and much deliberation and prayer, which wears my frame
well, which allows me to say, with gratitude, during worship, ” I am
home, I belong”!
I do not differentiate on the basis of color, sex or creed, but respond
harshly to ignorance and dogma. Intolerance of the sexual or religious
preferences of others is avoided at all costs. All life is revered, and
I contain the dust of the Cosmos, indeed, the stuff of the Stars is as
much a part of me as it is all creatures on the planet, all creatures
large and small. I work therefore, in my own small way, to redress where
possible, the imbalance and havoc wrought by man in his race for riches.
I acknowledge that the soil in my garden is a few million years old, and
that I am it’s custodian. As such, I work to ensure that the legacy I
leave my children’s children will benefit mankind, and not result in an
ecological nightmare. I plant, with great love, trees for the future
children of our Mother, trees that will only achieve full maturity in
ten normal lifetimes.
I work with unseen elements, and utilize what I need from them, bending
their forces to my will. I seek never to do harm to any with my working,
and do not perform unsolicited work under any conditions. I will help
any soul who seeks me out, irrespective of his religious inclination,
and accept naught but thanks for duties performed. During worship, or
periods of meditation, I commune with the Mother, giving thanks for her
bounty, or asking for her blessing on my endeavors. Work is performed at
these times for the benefit of the planet, others, or myself. You, who
may follow another path will call this prayer, I simply call it Magick.
When you find breathtaking beauty in nature, and are moved to weep with
joy at it’s splendor, when you are filled with the wonder of the new
life, born into your hands, small wet, and helpless, and know that a
Creator of infinite power was involved in the process, when you feel one
with the greatness of the Cosmos, feeling the raw power of the elements,
untamed, boiling in your soul, when you are one with yourself, the
Universe, and your Creator, you are well on the way to fulfillment. Your
path may differ in concept from mine, your system of belief may be of
another discipline. It matters not what we call it, for the succor and
communion it feeds our souls is all important. You may even have a name
for your path, which you carry with pride, for myself, I am simply a Pagan.
Do not weep for me, for I am not lost. Do not pray for the redemption of
my eternal soul, it is in good hands, and well cared for. Do not
envision my eternal damnation in an everlasting Hell of your own making.
Above all, if you must pray, do not pray for me, for although I welcome
your attention, and concern, I would, if I may, divert your erstwhile
prayers for myself into a more fruitful channel. Let us join, in our
diversity, to form a common purpose, let us walk together in common
prayer for the abolition of prejudice, the elimination of child abuse,
the removal of the stigma of bigotry and intolerance, the return of the
planet to our future generations with a feeling, that when we pass to
the other side, that in some small way, you and I have, despite our
differences, stood up and been counted, and have left for the future
generations a legacy they will be proud to perpetuate.