This weekend was one of connection. Connection to Mother Earth, connection to other Pagans, connection to Lover.
On Saturday I spent the day with the White Mountain Pagan Alliance. As a member of the group, I was (vaguely) helpful in planning the event. I didn’t commit too much because when we started planning I didn’t know if we’d be in New Hampshire or Massachusetts. I didn’t want to promise myself only to bail so I kept my involvement to a minimum. The day of the event I asked Stormi to put me to work where ever she needed help. I’m always happy to work as I am a hard worker.
The day was lovely. We could not have asked for better weather for Lammas. About 50ish people came which was a wonderful turnout for a first time event.
I was honored to be asked to pour the wine (apple cider actually) during ritual and as I did so I said “may you never thirst. Blessed be!” to which most responded in kind.
Sunday was spent with New England Pagans & Witches in Manchester. It was the first time Lover and I spent any time with the group though we have met many of the core members before. Another lovely ceremony was had* along the shores of the water.
When Lover and I got home we did what Pagans do on Lammas. While intertwined, I envisioned him as Greenman and myself as Gaia. The intensity of the vision made the intertwinning all the more intense. Generally I avoid these kinds of visions because, to me anyway, to do so means creating life and that is not something Lover and I want. Sure, we create life in our garden but not the creation of human life. What I realized the other night was to “create life”, to envision him as Greenman and me as Gaia doesn’t mean we are seeking pregnancy, it means we are seeking to bring life and love to Mother Earth as Greenman and Gaia.
*White Mountain Pagan Alliance and New England Pagans & Witches events were held outside. This is the way Paganism is supposed to be practiced in my opinion.
