The Great Rite
Today is the day that my paganality gets truly tested. The actions that I take today were set into motion far too many years ago for me to grab onto. But here I stand today at the gat way into my true self and the core of my personal mythology. I remember asking the Gods to open before me the pathway towards being a "Pagan Man". First they gave to me a Beautiful Pagan Woman. Then the Land, the Home, the Greenhouse, The Chickens and their eggs. I was given opportunity to participate in turkey slaughter. But not yet have I stepped over the line. I held the turkey but it was not I who swung the ax. As a matter of fact I stepped away from that place quite deliberately.
But today. Today is the day that I face myself head on. For if I am unable to personally kill this animal that I have named, fed, housed, loved and raised, than I may not continue on this way. Today I stand at the door way of what I believe Paganism to be. To claim my right as a Pagan king I must be able to shed my own blood. On offering. A sacrifice of the God, by the God, for the people. How appropriate that today's offering will be a boy, a buck. Velvet is his name. Black and white. He came with the first set of Bunnies that started this process early this Spring. Unfortunately his companions passed away from heat stroke, he was the soul survivor of the original four. Since that day he has never been the same. Not a well bunny at all, no longer suitable for breading.
Velvet, I offer your spirit up to the Gods so that they might see that through my Love and care for the Land and it's Peoples, that I, Jonathan Avalon - Priest/King, am willing to spill of my own blood to feed and nurture this Kingdom. Velvet, may you forever be the symbol of the new way. I lift up your soul to the company of Stars. I let your blood drip down to blend with the Earth. I offer your flesh to be eaten by Gods and Goddesses alike. Thank you.
So mote it be!
But today. Today is the day that I face myself head on. For if I am unable to personally kill this animal that I have named, fed, housed, loved and raised, than I may not continue on this way. Today I stand at the door way of what I believe Paganism to be. To claim my right as a Pagan king I must be able to shed my own blood. On offering. A sacrifice of the God, by the God, for the people. How appropriate that today's offering will be a boy, a buck. Velvet is his name. Black and white. He came with the first set of Bunnies that started this process early this Spring. Unfortunately his companions passed away from heat stroke, he was the soul survivor of the original four. Since that day he has never been the same. Not a well bunny at all, no longer suitable for breading.
Velvet, I offer your spirit up to the Gods so that they might see that through my Love and care for the Land and it's Peoples, that I, Jonathan Avalon - Priest/King, am willing to spill of my own blood to feed and nurture this Kingdom. Velvet, may you forever be the symbol of the new way. I lift up your soul to the company of Stars. I let your blood drip down to blend with the Earth. I offer your flesh to be eaten by Gods and Goddesses alike. Thank you.
So mote it be!