But the message of Solstice is this: hope does not come once into the world and fulfill itself. Hope and light must constantly be reborn, over and over again. They wax and wane, and must be renewed. […]
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The art of leading the trance is to open up and let the inspiration and ecstasy flow, to find that well at the heart of the Isle of Apples, the ever-flowing well of life, and drink from its waters, and share. […] In Wiccan mythology, death is not an ending, but a transformation to a new state. Witches go neither to hell nor heaven, but to the Land of Youth, where we walk with the Goddess beneath the trees that are in flower, bud, and fruit all at the same time, reviewing our life and its lessons and planning our next one. There we remain until we grow young enough to be reborn. […] Keyawis chose to let go rather than to live on life-support, with no hope for recovery or quality of life. She faced death with the same grace and courage with which she lived, […] I wonder what an ecological movement might look like that truly embraced Pagan values–that pleasure is good, the body is sacred, life should be full of beauty and delight, that all of life is alive and speaking and communicating and inviting us to join in the song? […] |
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