As I spend my last few hours in San Diego, I'm pondering more deeply the circumstances that have brought me to this point of return to the South, and the possible reasons for this change in my life.

Honestly, I cannot bring myself to believe that my reclamation of my faith happened because I was destined to go back to South Carolina, and North Carolina in short order.  That area, barring most of Texas, is the most dangerous in America in recent history to be a Witch.

I have never been one to back away from a challenge or a frightening situation.  It doesn't mean that I'm brave in any way; rather, I guess I'm determined beyond the point of self-preservation.  I was never in the broom closet, and I never intend to be. But being an Out Witch brings with it the risk of discrimination, abuse (primarily verbal...for now), and even harm, in this bleak period in our history.

But that's exactly why I feel going back is my destiny.  I have always known that I was ready to pay any price for my freedom as a woman and a child of the Goddess.  Not just that, but I am willing to forfeit myself in order to ensure the freedom of my sisters and brothers who reside outside the circle of xtian inclusion.  I am going back to try to prevent the American Taliban from eroding American laws to the point where they can wreak havoc on the lives of over 50% of American citizens.

When I learned about the Burning Times, and first heard the slogan "Never Again The Burning," it moved me like nothing else before.  To suffer loss, torture, and an often excruciating death simply for being a certain gender, worshipping a different way, or holding unpopular opinions is unspeakably horrific and, to be living in an era where this could very easily happen at any time, both frightens and enflames me.

I have already signed up with some local Meet Up groups involved in the resistance, and I plan on expanding my activities once I am permanently settled somewhere.  Considering my new location, despite it probably being in Asheville, I realise that I am risking my life by fighting for what I believe, but I have never felt more alive in once again embracing my Inner Activist.

Working for change, or at least the maintenance of our current freedoms, is worthy and valid wherever you do it, but doing so in an area where seeing what the threat to our way of life at work firsthand brings an urgency and validity to that work.  The gravity and urgency of our plight isn't as apparent in places like San Diego, where it is of little consequence who or what you are, or how you identify yourself in this world. Even though a lot of people in San Diego say the city is conservative, compared to other areas of California, to me it's a Hippie paradise!  That alone is the reason why I am eager to be publicly active back East.  It should be of no consequence to anyone else how you live your life, and it is for that ideal that I will be struggling.

I cannot do that in a liberal location.  For me, I need to be on the front lines, and that means working on the buckle of the Bible Belt, whether it be with others like myself, or solitarily.  I believe this is why I came back to the Craft right before I learned I'd be moving.  Everything has fallen into place in accordance with this path.  When I first started out in Wicca, I was always socially/politically motivated, besides being spiritually moved to the ways of the Goddess.  The only thing that has changed from those early days, is that I am even more resolute than before, and I have almost a quarter of a century of experience under my belt.

I'm excited for what lies ahead, even if it means distress, discomfort, or even death.  My life is in service to the Goddess in all Her forms, primarily Mother Earth, who needs Her children to come to Her defence more so than ever before.  I'm ready to take up arms, be it figurative or literal, to fight the growing menace and, if it is at all within my power, I will work tirelessly to guarantee that, never again, shall there be another burning.

It should be of note, too, that I found my silver Triskele pendant, still on its chain. I haven't worn it in about three years, and it's been missing since last year. After scrubbing it and cleansing it, I placed it back around my neck. If the timing of this event isn't symbolic, I have no clue what I'm talking about, and I never will.

  • Current Location: the house
  • Current Mood: determined determined
  • Current Music: Bonnie Tyler - Total Eclipse of the Heart