Final Thought

Thank you to those who have stuck it out and read till the end, this will be my final post.  I have complete my set goal for meditation over the Ogham Alphabet as I set some-odd months back.  Looking back, I can see how I became very lazy with the posts as school began, but that’s to be expected.  Priorities change but I’m happy to see I didn’t stop.  Like I said in another one of my post,  I don’t care if this blog becomes ‘popular’ or fades into the very depths of the internet.  My only goal was to show that while my path was alone, your path didn’t have to be.  I was helped by another’s blog and so I simply wanted to offer the same.  While I will never know if this blog helps anyone,  I like to think it will or it did.  I will be updating the tags to better reflect that of an index where these post can be searched for by purpose.  It will simply turn into an e-book in other words.  My final thought… Learn to Experience Everything and Experience to Learn Everything.

Thank you /|\

The Role You Play

What role do we play?  Do we even know?  I often wonder when I see someone act a certain way,” Why?”  What makes them react in that manner.  Was it the way they were brought up?  How they came about to the situation at hand?  I’m sorry, this probably doesn’t make much sense, nor does it have a strong connection to Druidry.  Yet I feel it is necessary to share this thought of mine even if it seems crazy or unrealistic.

This past weekend brought some very interesting things to light within my group of friends.  As per usual in my nature, I was able to quietly watch as it all came together at the very end from the beginning which happen to be a month and a half ago.  Now to me, the idea that I simply sit back and watch events happen has given me a few tools that I used in this little experiment of mine.  For one, it allows me to be completely separated from the event at hand.  This is major to the process simply because the more emotionally invested you are in the situation, the harder it is to watch.  You want to help, to change it for the better, but you can’t.  You shouldn’t.  The sequence of events have already been set since you can see them, you should understand their importance.  I know, harsh right?

The second tool, rather practical in application, lip-reading.  Now I know that phrase has a meaning all its own.  The person is able to understand the words you are saying without hearing them.  Simply understanding by sight.  I can’t do this.  What I call lip-reading is rather silly compared to what it really is.  Apply 200cc of bored expression to your face, two headphones, 100 minutes of dub step and your set.  Why this weird concoction?  The music is loud and the bored expression gives you a disinterested appearance.  To the people talking, they read this as not only are you not listening, but you are also deaf to what they are saying.  This allows the people who are talking to use the rather import voice inflections.  Sadly for them, you are listening.  The music I choose is chosen for two reasons.  One, no words.  The less you have interfering with what is being said, the better.  Two, giant steps in volume.  Dub step is known for “Drops” or drastic changes in volume, rhythm and tempo.  These changes leave gaps in the music which allow you to hear the conversation.  So while you sit there, seemingly “zoned out,” the people you are watching talk on unaware.

So I haven’t really explained why I am telling you this, or why I decided to call this post, “The Role You Play.”  To me, I find myself linking reality to video games quite often.  This weekend, I decided to link it to a job system in a game.  Everyone has a job that they excel at and benefit from in their own way.  To me, I’m an Information Broker and Historian.  Weird right, but think about it.  My entire person tells me to not involve myself in a situation and simply read and remember all I can pertaining the situation at hand.  Then draw on experience I have been in or seen to predetermine a fitting outcome.  That is exactly what I did and to me, it was shocking how much I got out of it.  I knew of the end result of this weekend since two weeks after it started.  Now this started a month and a half ago so for one month I knew the predetermined outcome.  How so?  Mood.  Subtle changes in the moods of one person gave it away.  I watched her for the next four weeks and leading up to this week, and she confirmed the outcome for me vocally last Saturday.  Now this I would usually be happy with, but for some reason I was unsatisfied with how easy it had been.  Lucky for me, she kept it interesting.  Eventually, everyone except two people knew it was happening and to watch how they acted with the unsuspecting parties was amazing.  Subtle hints dropped, plays on words, even changes in posture were all screaming something was wrong, but they never caught on.  It took to sunday before the news was finally given to all and the reaction was beautiful.  Hurt, anger, confusion, denial all warped together in a spectacular finale.  Spectacular finale seems to taste funny.  Why would I find all these negative emotions enjoyable or pleasant?  Well to let you know I don’t find them enjoyable.  It was awful to watch the other party go down in flames, but it had to be done.  If it’s bound to happen, why not enjoy the beautiful destruction.  In my final thoughts I decided that my role was an Information Broker and Historian because to be able to see what will happen, is something that I find extremely interesting and enjoyable.

I’m sorry this had no link to Druidry.

A Leave of Absence

So I didn’t make a new Ogham post this week and I wanted to clarify as to why.  Due to some unknown but now known emotions in my life, I found it quite tedious and rather unproductive to write in that state.  I use past tense because I just got over it today.  Seeing as its the middle of the week now, I’m simply going to take a one week leave of absence to clear my head and focus on getting myself back to the way I was.  So wish me up and thank you for reading.

Thank You

I wanted to take this time as I’m waiting for a friend to meet me for lunch to reflect on how fortunate I am to have so many good people in my life.  I never was one to easily make friends but it seems as I have grown that it has become easier.  I’m still not really outgoing when it comes to first impressions but I am when it comes to friends, or at least hope I am.  In truth I feel I could do more, but for some reason I don’t, and we still remain friends.  When I first started my Druid path, the first people to hear about it from me were my friends.  I wanted to hear what they had to say because as most teenagers are concerned, acceptance is everything and I am no exception.  I happily found that my friends would support me in my path and that is all I could ever ask for.

While this is a comforting realization, it’s not the reason I’m writing this post.  The real reason is I wanted to thank someone who has truly helped me in my journey even though we have never met.  When I was first searching for answers to my many question about Druidry I found a blog that was everything I needed.  That blog was The Druid’s Garden by Willowcrow.  Here was someone who has years of experience in the Druid path and has gone through training in multiple Orders.  She didn’t need to write this blog and to me, if someone is willing to write about their life for anyone to judge on the internet, it shows extreme commitment to her faith.  I wanted to thank Willowcrow for sharing her life experiences with the world.  While you didn’t know and simply used the blog as a way to catalog your experiences though your third year degree for your Order, you have helped me a lot through my journey.  I have loved reading and learning from your blog but I also recognized something in myself through your blog.  Your blog helped strengthen my beliefs at a time when I was struggling, so what if I did the same?  The reason I made this blog is because I was alone in my faith and was missing the connection that came from being in a well known and practiced religion.  Yet when setting it up I realized that this wasn’t the case.  I wanted to help those like me.  Those who felt swept away in a sea of uncertainty as to whether what they were doing was right.  I wanted to give people the certainty in their choices that you gave me when reading your blog.  I never wanted people to follow the blog or even like the posts.  None of that mattered.  This blog could fall into the oblivion that is the internet and I wouldn’t care because all it would take is one person who is searching for answers to find it.  If I could help even one person, my goal would be complete.  So there you go.  I thank you Willowcrow for your commitment to both your blog and your faith and wish you the best.