The circle is cast, and I can feel the energy rise within it. I look around at the faces of the family I have chosen... our voices interweaving in our harmonies as we chant the words we hold as ours.
There is not quite such a feeling as one feels at that time: The energy shared between my covenmates and I. It twists and turns around me, blending with my own.
And as I feel the circle being erected around me, I feel all of my mundane worries leave me, and I feel calm.
I smile quietly to myself, for I do this every time. I always feel certain that I have left my worries behind... but I'm usually wrong.
I feel His touch, and realize that now there are truly no worries. Nothing can go wrong, for it is all as it should be, and all will be as it is meant to be. I have never felt a calmness quite like it before, but I know that each time I become the Earthly body for the God, I will feel it again.
Father, Consort, Hunter, Stag, Giver of the Spark of Life, and Protector of that spark at death. I become all of these, and more! The wealth of knowledge at my fingertips boggles my mind, but I am protected from that which I am not meant to know... for while my Spirit is God, my shell is still a mortal's and is not prepared for such things. I feel everything, and at the same time, nothing... but all the while, the calmness is there.
I look around once more at my covenmates. My urge is to hug and kiss them all, because my love for them is never stronger. They are at that moment my children, my brothers and sisters and my lovers. I want to hug and kiss them all in a celebration of Life!
I then speak the words of the Father. The words which I hear for the first time as they leave my lips. Each message meant for someone... someone who needs those words. Sometimes they surprise me, and I may not agree with them... other times, I suppress the giggle at the humor He shows!
After each needed message has been said, I then seek out the hand of the Goddess. I kiss it softly, as would any lover who adores his mate.
I kneel before Her, bowing. I then gaze up at Her, facing true beauty. She is everything woman is, was and can be.
The blade and the chalice meet, to once again create the Spark of Life. Love and lust intertwine as the energy passes from one to the other. A chill runs down my spine as the blade is removed...
A short time later, the circle down, I sit with my covenmates. I feel mainly myself now, though I can still feel a part of Him still in me. Most of all, I still feel the gift He leaves me with... a gift which lingers on to remind me of the experience: I still feel the absolute calmness, for everything is as it should be, and all will be as it is meant to be.
Source: Aldwyn
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