“The God is wild, but his is the wildness of connection, not of domination and violence. Wildness is not the same as violence. Gentleness and tenderness do not translate into wimpiness.”
“In the Craft, we do not believe in the Goddess ~~ we connect with her; through the moon, the stars, the ocean, the earth, through trees, animals, through other human beings, through ourselves. She is here. She is within us all” ― Starhawk
Recently, we celebrated the Sabbat of Litha. Litha is a time during the cycle of the year in which we honor the masculne energies of the world and lift up in celebration the God at the height of his power. It was a beautiful ritual, my very first Sabbat– intense and full of energy. Looking out the window of a dark and lonely room, it was as if all the light, power, and connection of the God was bursting through. Reflecting, I find myself blending theologies as a former Christian seminarian and as a current student of Aquarian Age Wicca. I wonder, as we witnessed the drawing down of the sun into the body of a priest, are we also experiencing what Christian tradition would call the Imago Dei, the image of God within us– our own sacred divinity at play?
It is easy to forget the divine grace that resides in all living things: in plants that are destroyed by global warming, in animals lined up for the slaughter, and in the flaws, brutality, and fragility of human experience. Most days it’s hard for me as a person with PTSD to remember my own sacredness, my own blessedness, and it is even harder to ever imagine reaching any height of strength or power like the God.
Therefore, I found myself wrestling with a question that night: As the sun continues to burn at its brightest and longest in these summer months, how did he get there? How did this God who once was merely an infant in the arms of the Goddess ignite his greatest of strengths?
Like the God, we too are infants, sobbing and struggling in our mother Goddess’ arms. Frail yet resilient. Fractured yet determined. Underprepared for this world and yet in constant forward motion. And like this once infant God, I realized– we are never alone. You are never alone.
The Goddess above and within walks alongside us. Picking us up as we fall, teaching us, loving us, and sometimes even scolding us so that we, like the God, might also grow in power.
I wonder what it would look like to see the Goddess in all that we encounter: in the flowers and the water, in the candle flame, in sparrow or rabbit, in me…in you. How might we raise one another up as a Goddess community? As a reflection of the way in which the Goddess raised up the God?
How might we care for one another as she cared for him? How might we cradle the vulnerable in our circle of arms? Our intentional embrace? How do we kindle and ignite the power of one another?
There are many in this world who are made vulnerable, not by choice, but by violence and greed. We see it in the enslavement of human beings, in colonialism, in capitalism, in factory farms, in health care. We see it everywhere. Beings who are beautifully and wonderfully divine, and who are suffering; their growth and their power and their light forcibly restricted.
As students of Wicca we are called first and foremost to do no harm. So, I ask us all: How might we honor the Sabbat of Litha in our daily practice? How might we honor the divine in ourselves and in one another? What will I do today, what will you do today, what will we as a community of faith do today to lift up, raise up, and empower all beings so that they, like the God, might shine long and bright. Change is coming, power is coming, let us be the ones to help shepherd it in as we continue to traverse through this Aquarian Age.