The Tapestry of Life

By: Jeremy Edwards, OBOD Druid

“Do not dwell in the past. Do not dream of the future. Concentrate the mind on the present moment.” Buddha

I believe Buddha had a point when speaking about our mindset. We cannot change the past, so dwelling on our mistakes or failures can only lead to heartache and needless suffering. What if you could change the past? What if you were granted the ability to return to a moment in your life or a moment in the course of human events and change one thing? What would it be? The people who answer “nothing” would be the most content and have the most inner-peace.

To answer this question for yourself, you first have to understand what “life” is. Life is a series of ups and downs; lows and highs; pitfalls and promise. Life is more than our fleeting existence on this world. Our life and our choices are interwoven into a universal tapestry containing threads of every else’s lives. Your actions and your words have a profound impact upon the lives of those around you and, by extension, the lives of everyone around them. Life is as a pebble tossed into a lake; the ripple effect can only extend outward, but let us concentrate on the analogy of the tapestry.

Every tapestry is unique because tapestries are made out of individual threads. Each person’s life makes up a tapestry containing the threads of their life. These threads are the actions and consequences that occur from the most mundane to the most profound. For instance, you could choose to wake up at 6:30 in the morning and die in a car accident, but by waking up at 6:31, you would avoid the accident completely. There is a saying that “no man is an island” and with that thought in mind, no tapestry is a universe unto itself. When we interact with others, threads from our own tapestry interweave with threads from another person’s tapestry, connecting our lives.

Going back to the question, then, if you had the ability to return to a point in time in either your life or the life of someone else, would you make any changes or would you allow events to unfold as before. Once, I would have answered this question with a resounding “YES”. There are many things I would have once changed, if given the chance – accident and personal violence which have affected my relatives, for example and untimely bereavement for myself would make the top of the list, however, that would not necessarily be in the best interest of anyone because those events were pivotal to events, which occurred afterward.

Changing an event in the past is akin to pulling a loose thread out of a tapestry. When you see a tapestry, sometimes a thread has broken and is sticking out. It looks bad and makes you want to pull that thread out, but if you do, you cause a chain reaction, which can destabilize the integrity of the tapestry and cause it to unravel. Without the loss of my first son, would we have chosen to have another? Everything my second son has done and every life he has touched would be changed. I can’t bear the thought that he might never have been.

One telling example, though, is the most powerful event in the life of my family. Twenty-Five years ago, my mother and sister were involved in a head-on collision with a man who was traveling on the wrong side of the road. Doctors believe this wreck acted as a catalyst for my mother’s Rheumatoid Arthritis, Fibromyalgia and Lupus. You can imagine the far-reaching effects of such a catastrophic accident, stretching forward through the years. One result was that I no longer had money to attend college. I dropped out and found a job with a local company. Three years later, I married my wife and we had a little boy. I received a job transfer to North Carolina a few years after that and after a series of other events now work in a job that will pay for my retirement and my son’s college education.

If I had a chance to stop my mother’s car accident, these events would not have happened. I would have stayed in college, never met my wife and would be working as a journalist instead of a computer technician. Who knows what I would be doing now, with the economic turmoil that has occurred in the last 15 years. Everything in my life has occurred because of a chain reaction caused by another event in my mother’s past.

IF we had the ability to go back and change things, would we have the RIGHT to do so? I live by the mantra that I will never ask anyone to do something that I am unwilling to do myself, so I am willing to expose my life, thoughts, pains, fears and struggles, if it helps even a single person reconcile some of their own questions or struggles. One of the most powerful changes I made in my life, while going through the OBOD coursework, was that of letting go. I let go of anger, pain, regret, resentment, malice, hatred and most importantly, that annoying question of “what if”.

I could talk about my traumas at work, and the pain, anger, resentment, hostility and want of revenge that I felt, but never followed through on. Through this process, I let it all go. Everything. Once that was gone, once I was clean again, I felt vulnerable.

Exposed. But I could now look in the mirror at myself and truly see myself. I could finally love myself, regardless of my mistakes or sins, because I had forgiven myself and those who had hurt me. It was like a lead weight had been removed from my shoulders. I want to share this experience with others, but I don’t want to force someone to that point until they are ready. That’s something I learned in the Druid grade. We are keepers of knowledge and mysteries, and it is our obligation to share our insights with others, as is appropriate.

When I entered the Bard grade, I was a different person than I am today. Bard grade revealed me for the first time and allowed me to see who I was. Not to change it, but to understand myself better. I became like a caterpillar, naked, exposed and vulnerable. So I wrapped myself up within my studies and continued on with the Ovate grade. I had formed a chrysalis around myself, without even realizing I had done it. At the end of the journey, I came out of the chrysalis and found I was a butterfly. I loved myself for the first time in a long time and I understood that the pain I had gone through up to that point had allowed me to transform into the person I am today. I continued to grow, while in the Druid grade, but I had to learn what was appropriate to share with others.

No good can come of dwelling on questions like, What could I have done differently? What if I hadn’t said this, or done that, or treated someone like this. What if I had only been there sooner or What if I had stopped a person from doing something. A person can struggle with such thoughts and feelings so much, that they eat away at them and cause untold amounts of pain and for what purpose? We can’t go back to change it and even if we could, it’s the pain that makes us stronger. It’s the sum total of our life experiences that make us who we are.

Once a person understands this important point, they can move on to the next step of healing by forgiving themselves and others, whether they deserve it or not.

Matthew Len Hilliard-Pinkston 1966 – 2012

Matt (pictured right) was an early leader of Awen’s Light Grove (2007, 2008). One of the originals, he helped us to form a solid ritual presence. His understanding of energy, nuance and his solid Earth feel gave a grounded presence to every circle he was a part. He was our ‘standing stone’. That presence in the North anytime we performed Wheel of Year rituals.

He was a personal mentor to me, helping me integrate my ritual practice and understand how to work those energies. Matt was not the type to ‘join’ something like ALG, he was a consultant. Staying with us just long enough to get our kinks worked out and one of the last words before he drifted away from the Grove was ‘You have enough ritual to last the Grove a long time’, which was a statement of how well the Grove had stepped up to good meaningful ritual thanks completely to his efforts in training us.

I had lunch with him a couple of years ago, hadn’t heard from him since. Though he’d just had his surgery when the Melanoma was just diagnosed, I remember a solid positive attitude, just like you’d expect from a standing stone.

So to you Matt: “In the name of the great bear of the starry heavens and of the element of earth, we thank the powers of the North.”  Blessings of Star and Stone, your service to the Grove will not be forgotten.

Matt crossed over June 11th 2012.
http://www.newsobserver.com/2012/06/17/2142464/matthew-len-hilliard-pinkston.html

Clothed with Flowers

At our Beltane camp by the White Horse and at the Dryade camp in Holland I used a prayer from the meditation ‘Clothed with Flowers’, inspired by material from the Druid Plant Oracle. Since the prayer itself is nowhere in print, I thought I would share it here:

Enchanter’s Plant – Vervain – Herb of Grace, Holy Wort, Chief Herb, sacred to Venus and the Awen. May it bring inspiration, love, reconciliation and blessings into my life.

Guardian trees of elder, birch and hawthorn, I hold your berries elder and hawthorn, tears of your sap birch, and I ask for your blessings to drive away impurities, and to strengthen my heart.

Simple plantain – here with your leaves – Waybread of the Nine Herbs Charm – bring me the calm, the assertiveness, the resilience that I need.

Yarrow – Staunchgrass of the Diviner’s charm – bring me the stability of faith, the salve of faithfulness, the strength of virility, the healing of my wounds.

‘The Restorers’ – Painting by Will Worthington from The Druid Plant Oracle.

Valerian – All-heal and encourager of sleep, with your sweet scent, bring me calm, bring me deep peace.

Fairy flowers of primrose – prima rosa, first flower of hillside and garden, bring me love, bring me peace, bring me the blessings of Ceridwen’s cauldron.

Artemisia – Mugwort, Motherwort sacred to Venus – help me to see beyond the world of effects, to the world of causes and meaning, of beauty and power. May fatigue be banished, protection be always about me.

Mistletoe – drawn from oak and apple, seed of rebirth and of new life, All-heal of the Ancients – may my own life be refreshed at its roots, reborn with every dawn. May all be healed, may all be blessed…

Source: Philip Carr-Gomm’s Weblog

Druid Camp 2012 Recap

I want to thank everyone for a wonderful camp this year. We had a big turn out, about 13 – with a few day campers too. Next year we may have to find a bigger group campsite to get us all in. We had a great program, everyone learned something new to fit into their spiritual practice, and the topic was geared this year to Druidry and Shamanism.

We enjoyed the blessing of Water in the form of a deluge Saturday night.. Wow.. 2 days before, 10% chance of rain, to 100% chance of rain and over an inch fell on us. We stayed dry though – sort of. The camp drained well and we all have a fun story to tell. The rain waited till the end of our day program, which has been the typical synchronicity of our druid grove.

Beltane ceremony and Bardic initiation was observed Sunday morning in a large clearing near our camp area. The rain had subsided, and the location was a beautiful place for ritual. We had wonderful ceremony with 7 OBOD Bards accepting the first EVER initiation by Awen’s Light Grove.

After totaling up the expenses, we’re still short about $200 though. I’d like to make up about half of that, and our Secret Druid Patrons will cover the other half. So, if your heart and wallet are in alignment, please go to the website, hit the ‘donate’ link and pitch in for these expenses. Some of you have already provided extra, both on Paypal and in person, and I give you a BIG druid blessing and an organizer THANK YOU!

We had great quality speakers for both last year’s camp and this year. We also have Pagan Pride Days coming up, and we’ll have expenses with that coming too. Your contribution keeps us ‘out there’ in the world, growing our cause and spirituality and makes for a group that is active, contacted and whole. 🙂

Spring without me

There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;
And frogs in the pool singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white;
Robins will wear their feathery fire,
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;
And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.
Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,
If mankind perished utterly;
And Spring herself when she woke at dawn
Would scarcely know that we were gone…

/Sara Teasdale/

thanks to Alex Koloskov