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I am a mostly barefoot person. I have two exceptions: one is working with the horses or in their pens (which can be dangerous for bare feet. Ladies who ride or do groundwork: always have the proper gear!) which requires boots. Not just for safety reasons, either – there’s nothing quite like sticking your toes in a fresh pile of steaming shit.

The other exception is at work in the group home. It’s a policy thing that we must wear shoes. I tried getting around that for religious reasons, but my boss was having None Of That. :)

The rest of the time I like my feet to be naked. It’s not just a question of “airing my feet out” (although to hear some family members talk I ought to be doing more of this) but it also feels earthy, pagan-y, if you will, to me. I feel really quite connected/witchy when I’m barefoot (unless I’ve just done something stupid like standing on a pointy rock or something).

…. it sounds like a great oath, doesn’t it?

This past couple of months have been… confusing. I started a secondary new job, intending it to be a) Really Awesome Stuff and b) a chance to Make My Mark on the world while Earning Oodles Of Money. The idea was to work at a community museum which is undergoing a major renovation & revamping. So this would be the perfect time to go from being “just another community museum” to “really freaking cool and engaging”, no? Apparently not – from day 1 I’ve been at loggerheads with the current Director, who doesn’t see the need for multimedia, or for innovation, or for accurate, critical research, or a website….

What’s the point of renovating if you intend to keep on with the same old, same old?

Work at my regular job is equally annoying, from coworkers flaking majorly on the job to potentially organization-changing decisions with no leader around to make them. Decisions which could make or break an individuals life/sanity. Which now must wait for at least a month, until the Big Man can get back from vacation. What’s the point of having a vacation if you don’t leave any instructions for the rest of us?

I guess between one thing and another I’ve found myself more and more outside lately. It’s the only thing that makes a bit of sense to me now, anyway…. I am definitely holding onto the archetype of Mama Nature as being nurturing, peaceful, and healing. I lie down in the shady grass under the trees, with the scent of bedstraw in my nose, and just want to close my eyes and go to sleep.

little nymph laces up

steps out the door

into fresh barnyard light

and with the hound baying behind her

she goes past

all the crooked little cages

with their tired patient horses

waiting with dark brown eyes

begging for more

food, water, shelter, love

but the wells are dry

and the grass turned into dust

that she kicks up under her feet.

sorry, sorry, sorry

she thinks as she flees into the forest

if i could set you the same, i would

instead,

escape.

Recently a friend and fellow pagan asked me how the weather was doing in our area. Wanting to stave off a distressing topic, I did what I usually do in this situation – waved my hands at her and said “fine”.

Really, though, the weather has been anything BUT fine. Across Alberta there is a high chance of drought. There was drought last year, but that’s nothing new:

Preciptation table (depature from normal) for Edson area, 2003You can see in the table that my area (Edson) had a substantial differential from the historic “normal” in 2003. So drought was a recurring theme in my childhood. Drought, disease, hay crisis – it’s a miracle (or a combination of blind luck/idiocy) that we’ve survived as long as we have. This year, though, things looks really bad. Or, to put it visually:

Precipitation tables for April-May 2010This is what it looks like now (precipitation-ally speaking). Yellowhead County (my area) is is red. To compare:

Average Precipitation TablesAnd that’s what it’s supposed to look like. Nice and lush and green. But it’s not.

In other words… drought. It’s the new normal. And what does my government do? Well, they’re concerned, but that’s about it. In the meantime, it looks as if we’re going to have to resort to FITFIR (first in time, first in right – basically, water access is developed on an I-was-here-first basis). Which could leave many metro areas kind of thirsty.

Perhaps this will change how we plan things. Or maybe not. But I do know it’s not a good time to be a farmer. So pray, pray, pray for rain.

close your iris eyes

and follow the trail

through darkness

there is a hole

in the universe that

you can’t escape from

so wander,

wonder,

forever

on ethics in the pagan community

*Sigh* This is horrible, and sadly, she is not the only one.

I think the time has now come for a look at the way we regard pagans and, particularly, teachers and “Elders” of our community. This man, as the article states, was not part of any established group – but, as the author points out, neither are many of us. And what you might call an “established” group might have only been around for about five years, or so – in which case, you’re fooling yourself about the established thing.

It’s kind of like when I get pen letters from other witches out there. “Oh, I’ve been in the Craft for seven years, I know what I’m doing” one lady wrote to me. Hell. I’ve been in since 1996, thanks to The Craft, and all I know is how little I do know about the ways and means of living on this earth as a pagan spiritual person.

I believe that ethics are good, and I encourage all pagans to sign up to this projkect. I’ve been following it, and one poster in particular struck me with what they said:

“We have our laws as Wiccans.It is not that people have never heard of the Rede, or the other laws of behavior that we have.”

And I believe that’s true – most people who are pagans of some sort or another have heard of the Rede. However, how many of us who are Pagan are also Wiccan? I can think of many who say “Oh, I’m not Wiccan, I don’t believe in the Rede” – particularly when the hex vs bind debate comes up. Or you have people who follow the Rede only when it suits them. Which makes sense, again, as Paganism as a whole is a religion of people who watch themselves. Which is fine, as long as you’re the type of person who can hold up to your ethics even when people aren’t looking. If you’re only able to Be Good when you have an audience, then are you really that good a person?

And it’s well and good that we are working to develop an ethical guideline for the broader community, but who will agree to it? If you care about such things, you will. Abusers won’t. They won’t need to – in the pagan community, you can shed and hide your identity (particularly easy to do online) in the blink of an eye. And I think it’s sad.

It’s sad when a high-profile case forces us to draft a statement of ethics that may or may not be read by the majority of the community, and certainly won’t be adhered to by the very people who seem to need it. There’s no accountability, which is a large problem in the pagan community as a whole.

You know, my Mom is thinking about starting up a business as a riding coach for individuals with disabilities. She claims to have been inspired by my work – which is totally awesome, and I’m behind her 100%. I’ve been doing some research, and the process to becoming a riding coach is amazingly complicated. I mean, I’ve outlined the entire process:

  1. Since we’re in Alberta, we should obtain a Alberta Equestrian Federation membership. ($35.00)
  2. We also have to obtain a Equine Canada Gold Sport License. ($125.00)
  3. And we should have a current First Aid certificate ($140.00)
  4. Complete the Equine Specific NCCP Course ($210.00, plus travel to Ontario, which means flight, plus accommodation for two days, plus food).
  5. Complete the online Make Ethical Decisions Evaluation
    http://nccpeval.coach.ca/production/med/e/default.asp, which, thank goodness, is covered under the NCCP workshop.
  6. Purchase the Learn to Ride Western Manual, then Complete the
    Western Rider 1-4 certificates and General Component certificate. (at least $85.00 per exam. Add manual price – unknown, likely <$100.00, add coaching fees (by the hour) and travel expenses).
  7. Obtain 20 hours of teaching experience under a certified coach. (Fee dependent on coach, but could be anywhere from $80.00 – $150.00, plus traveling and food expenses).
  8. Have the Mentor Coach complete a Mentor Reference form and send
    it to the AEF office.
  9. Purchase and study the Western Coach 1 Manual and the Stable
    Management in Canada Manual (these can be ordered from Alberta
    Equestrian Federation) (Again, prices vary but are likely over the hundred dollar range)
  10. Have a Criminal Record Search completed including Vulnerable
    Sectors (free, since we live in the rural countryside).

All of these ten steps? They fall under a broad basic certificate called “Level 1). Then she takes the Level 2. Then a Therapeutic Certificate. Then we can look at other certifications from there. But my point is that the path to becoming a therapeutic rider is long. And, in my estimation, is also going to set us back by at least $1800, not including additional expenses such as travel, food, tack, equipment, work attire, helmet, etc and so on and so forth. It’s expensive, but once she has it, she’ll be (at least in part) professionally liscenced.

Now, anybody can become a riding coach (particularly in the Western discipline, which retains several unprofessional elements). Heck, one of my mother’s favourite bitchin’ topics is the lack of standard in the profession. Well, this is a standard.

And where is our pagan standard? Cherry Hill Seminary is attempting to become professionally recognized and accredited. The WCC is trying to do the same, I think – but again, who are these people? Who vets the vetters? It’s all well and good to say “I’m a 3rd Degree priestess”, but what does that actually mean? If our certifications are as meaningless as the wind, then who are we do police others?

on stress

Today’s post is promoted by the Pagan Blog Prompts which you can find over here. This post focuses on the mental health day which I am a total fan of.

Let it be said that I am the Queen of Freaking Out, which I attribute to what Deborah Lipp calls my “Water of Fire” personality. If you haven’t read her book The Way of Four then I heartily recommend it.  At any rate, stress is second nature for me what with juggling three jobs and trying to diet, I mean, “life plan” in the meantime.

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a love poem

when the sky

breaks

into thousands of stars

and when the

moon

splits away

with

her glistening milk skin

shuddering into the

darker void

that is how

i know that i love you

with these words

i sew a thread

to the hole in the universe

where

my heart hides

and close it tightly

there will be

no more stars

for you

It’s been a while since I last wrote anything. Perhaps even years. But I’ve found within me a new spark of life, and so I’ve been writing some. Not very much, and so far just fanfic and poetry, but it’s a start. I’m going to be posting what I’ve got, and NP will become more of a review-and-show blog than straight reviews.

And while you’re reading this, go check out the Fleet Foxes. They are beyond awesome.

So coming up: Heartland fic. Set just after “Broken Arrow”.

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