And The Sun Rises….

Good morning! Blessed to have wakened and thankful my days start the same…very quiet with low music..no words..just the music setting the tone I need to get my mind body and spirit awake.
Slowly my thoughts come into perspective..thoughts and chants regarding serenity I need in my life and thoughts for my family and friends who may be needing serenity, as well as candles burning (when in my own home) for loved ones passed over.

The first hour of my day is all about spirit..mine..yours ..Mother Earth and Father Sky.  I shall read and depending on whats happening in my world..it changes to a degree.

Today and every day…. I wish you harmony and balance..nothing but joy and serenity..because that is the kind of people I need in my life. Selfish little witch eh..lol

Do what you will and harm come to none! With support of my Pagan faith my chant and prayers are for everyone!

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Stripping

Stripping is a lot of work for any one.  I have been stripping for years, layer by layer and it is tough work, no matter how much area you have to uncover.

And no, I am not talking about stripping your clothes off, but glad I got your attention eh?..lol..

In short, I was raised a Roman Catholic, my Mother French, my father Ojibway. Two people who grew up in the same home town, the only difference was, my father was put in a residential school as a child and stripped of his being as he knew it, his language, his self confidence, his heritage, like it was all dirty laundry. I could and should write a book about life with Dad and maybe I will some day. Right now I am still learning so much about who he was, and who I am. One thing I know I am NOT, is catholic. I struggled with the confusion of what happened to my father, with praising a God, a religion that took the souls of innocent children. How can anyone praise such an act, done in the name of their God?

There was this elderly couple that use to come and get me to go to church when I was about 7 or 8 years old. And they always told me the night before, do not eat breakfast before church! You are suppose to attend church on an empty stomach. Of course I wondered why but never asked for an answer. I got up early, got bathed and dressed always in a dress for church and waited to be picked up by the elderly friends of the family. Upon entering the church there was this odour, today I believe it was probably incense and there would be an alter boy lighting candles about the alter area before service. I sat about mid way in the room on a cold wooden straight back pew. There was no falling asleep here, that’s for sure but yet I wondered how some people did fall asleep about half way through a service, usually older gents. Between my 2 elders I was huddled, he would sent his hat on his lap, she her purse on her lap.

Then I looked up at the alter, every Sunday, to the man, the statue on the cross, with painted blood dripping from the nail holes in his palms and atop his feet, blood running down his face from the thorn crown, these things done by man, who were apparently made in this God’s likeness. Why would they kill one of their own, crucify a son of a God? And each Sunday we who sat in the pews were told to ask for forgiveness for this act and that the God did forgive us for doing this to his son. Yet I felt guilty, for what we humans did. Then we are asked to drink his blood and eat his body during communion. Yes I knew it was watered down wine and pressed bread rings, but the fact still implanted in my brain, the guilt and the eating of his body and drinking of his blood. How horrific it was!!! for my little child brain. Argh. All this on an empty stomach!!

9 years ago, I started reading, more and more about religions and faith. I attended 3 different churches and boy that little confused girl was alive and well once again. So many questions, but this time, having to seek the true answers myself.

In the past 7 years, I have been stripping all these childhood religious beliefs from my thought process and began to follow a pagan path, along with Wicca teachings and the culture of my heritage, my native heritage.

There is still a long way to go and after talking to some, it is pretty much never ending. I am seeing just how magickal the world really is and beautiful with out the guilt and trauma imposed on children and adults through the catholic church.

I don’t expect anyone to walk with me in my current beliefs and hope no one is expecting me to walk with them and their beliefs or that one is wrong and one is right.

It is what it is. Its about finding inner peace with our beliefs and questioning everything. It is about pecking all the fruits and nuts off the top of a muffin, getting back to the basic then adding what ever flavour of icing you choose.

After all, it is my own soul I am feeding and my souls palette is sensitive to all tastes at this point in my life.

So mote it be!

Blessed Be! So This Is Me!

My name is Cynthia. I don’t attend any church with doors, even though their doors are opened. I see many posts on WordPress and on Facebook, regarding religion and how we should follow a certain path, whether it be catholic or another, how we need to praise and state AMEN, on many a posts. I have posted many of those myself over the years and believed what I was posting. I had a fear of that particular God and seen myself as a sinner, as someone lesser than the God I was praising. Well I am not.

I am as great as my God and my Goddess, for they do dwell within me. I as many do, don’t give their deities a name or associate them with any class or within a building. Because that would limit and inhibit a connection. Yet there are those that will find a particular deity (ies) to connect with that aids them along their spiritual journey. I attended 3 churches over the past few years and took from each which helped me on my journey, for that I am thankful for. I’ve learnt and learning, that I don’t need to bow to or bend on knees but to open my arms, to embrace my God and Goddess. I ask to be empowered and assisted so I can do things myself.

For myself and many others there is, Mother Goddess and Father God, a couple, because we don’t believe, He, nor Her, are single parents. I am still learning a lot and it won’t be learnt from A book, but from many teachings, from the Mother Earth and Father Sky. As this world/earth evolves every second of the day, so do I, as just one speck on it.

I believe there is no wrong or no right when it comes to our beliefs, but I do believe there is something truly wrong in this world when people use religion as a reason to commit the horrific crimes against, man, woman, child and the earth itself as a whole.

I could go on and on about my beliefs, but I just rather practice it in my daily life, I will never force my way of life upon anyone, yet there are those who feel inspired by it. It’s not a religion, being Spiritual, it is a way of life, as you have heard before.

There are those among us who believe as I do, where we are connected to the earth. Those of us who feel grounded when close to the earth, the water, the skies, our God, our Goddess. My God is strong, our Goddess as strong and in many ways, you do witness the reawakening on this planet of the, Devine Feminine and that is why many notice the strength of women more so these past couple years or longer, because we are taking back our rightful position in this life, as in the spiritual life. To lead others on how to attend to our earth and all its inhabitants, to appreciate our home, this earth, as a whole! Blessed be!..

Morning Appreciation Prayer

I open my eyes to a new day
And whatever next will come my way
I will receive it with an open heart
Knowing that each day is a new start.
Open my eyes to the little things
Tickle my soul with feathery wings
Goddess and God, thanks for this day
Spirits and Angels, come my way
Joyous and free!~So mote it be!
Joyous and free!~So mote it be!

Going Where My Spirit Guides Me

Jesus was an enabler, according to all I have read since a child and seen in movies even as an adult. To die for His children who are evidently breaking every law in the book of life, every commandment that he wrote and Moses brought down off the mountain engraved in stone. Don’t you think, seriously, every man, woman and or child should have been punished for their wrong doing? When I come across graphics, readings that say, Jesus did not solely die on the cross, he died for me, Every drop of His blood was shed for me, every step, every humiliation, every strike, every whip, every mocking, every piercing nail, I was on his mind. So now I am to walk a guilty road, the rest of my life? Is that not what we call a, martyrdom??,  a display of feigned or exaggerated suffering to obtain sympathy or admiration. Of course I cry at the movies, showing Jesus whipped, I am a woman with a compassionate heart, then when the dark clouds develop over head, and God his father is about to strike down man for hurting his son and Jesus says, forgive them father..  if I was his mother or father and seen my son being tortured and had to the power to strike down every living soul that hurt my child, don’t you think I would?  I would, show me the red button!!! And if I was Mary, Mother of Jesus,  you don’t think I would have said over my tears, that I was crying at my sons feet, bleeding, nailed to the cross, by man.. have said to Jesus father, God, What the is wrong with you?? You let these men torture and kill our son??? What are you trying to prove and to who are you trying to prove what to??? Does that make God, a narcissist?? Which is a some one who is overly self-involved, and often vain and selfish. I am starting to believe the dysfunctional family was born and raised from the very beginning of time. The “D” family did not just develop over night. And now today, we have sociopaths,  psychopaths, murderers and thieves running around in such great numbers and we wonder why? Because at the cost of our own lives, we who were raised Christian, were taught, we need to forgive always and if it’s true to let the punishment fit the crime, why are those that sexual abuse children still living in our neighborhoods? Or those that rape and dismember women, still alive to pay a penalty? There is truly something wrong with this world today. Too many men/countries/groups, using religion as a reason to kill and degrade other people.
I am woman, a mother, a caregiver, a lioness.. my first impulse will always be to love and protect my children, from all predators in all forms, of any religion, sex, race, color or breed. And that includes wanting to protect your children as well.
If the bible is true, I think, Mary, should have, stood up to ALL men, even the father of her child who hurt him.. maternal mothers, all mothers have the natural-born instinct to do just that. Maybe then… if Mary would have died for her son… I would of gave the bible a 2nd chance, a 2nd glance or if Jesus’s father, God, would of died in battle for his son’s life, I would have believed what I was reading. But logic tells me, what happened back in the day, the years that Jesus was alive and well, up to the day he died on the cross, was all for what?.. for me?.. Sorry, I can’t believe that. I am not going to feel guilty for what man has done, what, “God” has done in his own name. When a woman walks into a catholic church asking for help, because her husband beats her and her children, and a priest says, “You go home, be a good wife, take care of those children.”.. I can’t believe in the Christian religion.

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I have begun more and more to lean towards and liking the beliefs and life style of the, Wiccan. Where I do not have a devotion to a deity, which means I find it so easy to not acknowledge the “God” of Christianity and Judaism and Islam, yet I am NOT hostile to any religion. For myself, I find the above 3 religions do promote a great amount of hostility towards others and there is so much ego present in the name of all 3.
I am going to continue to practice the state of being Wiccan spiritual and even with the little I have already learnt, I find a greater peace, inner peace, than I ever did in any church man-made, where I felt nothing but fear and guilt. I can not follow a religion or church that harbors those that sexual abuse children. And to this day, they still do.
Many years ago, I questioned how the biggest child abuser can still show his face in church, how another man, we all knew, that steals from the poor is able to attend church. I was told by an elder of that church.. “come sit in the front pew with the rest of the hypocrites.”.. Well sorry, I won’t and can’t and I am always vocal about that. And usually end up banging heads over it, because I am told to be quiet. Sorry, I can’t be quiet about protecting the innocent. And my beliefs grow strong and stronger, ever since I know what my father went through as a child.. he being a residential school survivor.
This is my choice and as much as you may not understand, without learning, about being a Wicca follower and leading a spiritual life, I too, will never understand why so many lead a life under a corrupt religious blanket, but I will still respect others and expect respect in return.
Being spiritual, I will NOT  bow or bend our knees to our gods, instead I open my arms, embracing them.

We do not beg them to do things for us, instead, we ask to be empowered and to assist us, so that we may do those things ourselves. The earth, the forest is our temple, and to the forest, under the stars is where we go to find our souls. Nature is my church. This is why I feel at calm by the water, walking a forest path, hearing births chirping in the morning. My belief is in the Creators, which is a God and a Goddess.
I am not going to teach anyone at this point, because I am still learning, so a thousand questions I can not answer. We all have our own journey while on this earth, we were born innocent of everything, and taught so much, good and bad. As adults we can make our own choices, I have made mine and continue to learn about this belief in something greater than myself and the great part is, again.. I have no fear on this path, I am gaining an inner peace beyond compare.
My life, my choice.. I will always seek serenity and love the serenity prayer, I will always pray, I just don’t say to which God or Goddess at that moment… equality is not just a word, it is an action, as is respect of this world, this earth as a whole..
I do hope you have inner peace with where you are in your life.. BLESSED BE!!

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