Spirit and mundanity
So I've been approached by someone who wants me to help her in her formal Wiccan study.
Stephany is one of the four lesbians with whom I've made friends in the last month or so. We've had several conversations about the Craft, most of them concerning the fact that she's been reading about it relatively adamantly for a few years, and she feels like she's learned about as much as she can from books. On Friday night, she asked me if she could study with me- in pursuit of Initiation.
As far as the fact that she's been studying for a few years by herself, Stephany reminds me of myself a couple of years ago, and she seems to have the same kind of legitimate desire for Craft experience as I had. These things more than anything have more or less convinced me that I should help her on her path as much as I can.
I must admit, however, that this situation has brought up a bit of self-doubt on my part. I'm nowhere near certain that I'm qualified to help facilitate her journey. I'm not qualified to confer an Initiation, but I suppose I can still show her my experience of the Craft, and help her come to her own conclusions.
This is so very exciting, and I feel like this is part of the sense of momentum I've been feeling for the past few months.
Also, Jason apparently "loves" me. He and I had a very long conversation last night about where exactly we stand, and I definitely think it was needed. We both got a few things off of our respective chests, and we've both been honest with each other about how we feel. While those three words are very flattering to hear, I'll readily admit that I'm taking them with a small amount of trepidation. I remember all too well how "love" works when you're seventeen.