Sitting in class waiting for my instructor to actually teach something, so I am going to throw out a few thoughts here.
As you can see from the title of the blog, I am a witch. Wiccan. Pagan. Whatever you want to call it. I have been a solitary practitioner for years. I have recently thrown in my lot with a bunch of Wyrdoes here in East TN. It's nice to have a group of like minded people that I know will not attack me for my religion.
Now, I promise, this blog is not going to take on too much of a pagan bent. But I feel the need to get my thoughts down somewhere that is relatively safe.
I was talking to a friend of mine last night about how I felt while participating in Pagan Pride Day and the ritual. (Trust me, that ritual confirmed that I do not want to be part of a coven in anyway shape or form. I'll stick with my group, thanks.) It's no surprise to anyone that I am a protector, an enforcer. I am also a leader. It's natural for me to try to take charge if I feel that something needs to be taken charge *of*. This brought up an interesting quandary for me.
I don't have any pull from the Goddess to be a priestess above what a Wiccan is in her own right.
I have experience with being Her enforcer. It's not something that I will talk about with anyone but the person who was also involved, but suffice it to say, I know what it is to walk in the moonlight with a sword at my side.
So my question became- what am I? Where do I fit in? I am comfortable with being on the fringes. I am comfortable taking charge when I feel there is a need. I am comfortable with being the strength behind - or in front of - someone who needs it. I am comfortable with the earth and in the moonlight.
I am a Guardian. My totem is the Wolf.
I am Emberwolf.
