There are rare moments in a person's life where they are truly in the presence of the Gods, and aware of their place in the hierarchy of that august chorus. For me, tonight was one of those nights in spades, and I am moved to tears.
First and foremost, utmost devoted thanks go out to my most honored working partner mundanely known as Brian, who's developing connection to the Divine grows and will not be silenced. Thank you dear for allowing me the honor of being in your presence as you grow into what you are truly meant to be. Unsteady on your legs like the damned giraffe you are (grin) your progress leaps and bounds each time you allow your spirit to run. You are so much more than you suspect, and I can not thank you enough for being here at this time and sharing that growth with us. You are loved.
Next, thanks have to go out to the fabulous and utterly beautiful Amanda, who fights her inner nature of fear to stretch beyond within and without. Still somewhat awkward as you find your place in that which creates the core of this group, you continue to have faith in the process, whatever that process is, and whatever that process brings to you, with grace, determination, and silence. You have an undervalued skill and good heart, and you need it put into writing what a good person you are, so you can come back and read it. Blessings, dearest.
Widening the circle we come to the regulars which constitute the body and blood of the group, without which I would be standing in my backyard adoring the Gods silent and alone. Moonstorm, Rob and Kimber, Kestral, Tina, Kendra. You are that for which the money and energy make everything worth it. Without you, and those like you, both gone and to come, there would be no Temple. A building is not a Temple, the people who come to worship the Gods are the Temple, and the echoes of the Parthenon and
Chichén Itzá praise your presence in their far flung sibling. Your willingness to step forward, for dedications, for quarter calls, shows that your path to the gods is begun, and I am most honored you walk with us.
And for those others who come to commune with us, you are blessed beyond all. For in truth we all have part of ourselves invested into the function of the Temple. You come to share in the sheer joy of the presence of the Gods. With no ulterior motive besides a yearning to commune with the Gods you come, you lend your energies, and you bless us with your presence. Gods bless you.
I stand humbled in my place within you all. You have allowed me the ability to manifest my greatest wish and hope in bringing forth the Gods and being of service to a beautiful group of people with whom I share a love of the Gods. I am forever changed by the gratitude I feel for this gift of you all, and remain most graciously at the center of this beautiful snowflake we call Our Lady of the Sacred Earth.
Marry Meet, Merry Part, and Merry Meet Again.
In Service to the Ancestors and the Gods,
Isarma Silverheart
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