Dressing like a Goddess carries with it an immortal idea originating from the Goddesses, of ancient Sumeria, ancient Egypt and Greco/Roman classical modes. If we look back 2,500 years or more, we can almost feel the breathy incantations of the Goddesses whispering down upon us from Mount Olympus.
When I came out to my parents, like most people, I had gone through every worst case scenario. And like most people, I didn’t think that it was possible for my parents to accept me. i thought I was going to be sent back to a Catholic school, or worse, shut inside a convent. It turned out that my Catholic parents were probably my greatest allies. They have supported me throughout my path, and although they look at some things with a raised brow, they let me make my decisions. I remembered just how lucky I am over this Thanksgiving holiday. I will clear this up and say that I have not come out to the rest of my family. This does not mean that they do not know -I wear my Pentacle 24/7, and I don’t bother to ever hide it - but if they have inklings of it, I wouldn’t be surprised. While chatting with one of my great-aunts, she made a comment about how many Pilgrims immigrated here for religious reasons, and now, Christianity is a minority religion. As much as I would have liked to argue, we all know there are times when it is more wise to sit back and keep your mouth shut - this was one of those times. My parents, both standing by me at the time, simply looked at me with raised brows with the “I know it’s hard”, look. I simply said nothing and slowly removed myself from that circle. Not long after, there was prayer. It had been offered that I, as the oldest grandchild, should say prayer, but I politely refused. Apparently, I now have a slight fear of talking in front of large groups of people XD After prayer, I stood in line with my dad. Under my breath, I began complaining to him that Christians AREN’T a minority, and if she really wants to feel threatened, she should walk in my shoes for a while. He simply smiled, hugged me, and said, “I know”.
Not everyone is lucky to have parents like mine, but just remember, your parents don’t have to be your enemies. Sometimes, they are exactly the people you need.
I don’t have a specific hour, since living further north, the time it grows dark changes daily. But I like the transitional times. Everything about my life is about transitioning and balance (Libra, what can you do?) Twilight, before sunset, is a perfect time for me, because it is the time for the Fair Folks, and well, I do my best to work with them.