No, that’s not quite right, in the beginning there was nothing, and God said “let there be light”.
No that’s not quite right either. But there’s usually darkness, and then light. Because that’s the way that the observable cycles in our world work. That’s how our embodied lives begin, that’s how each day begins, that’s how each moment begins, ignorant and unable to know what is coming, and then the emergence of reality, of certainty, of visibility.
It’s as good a place to start as any.
And for those who believe in reincarnation and cycles of soul parts, we still spend times in darkness. The veil of death lies between life and the afterlives. The darkness that we have to fully fall into, before we can emerge into the light.
As the one lamella says, “Life. Death. Life. Truth.” (though the full phrase is “Life. Death. Life. Truth. Zagreus. Dionysos.” Which is an excellent chant and meditation, if you’re inclined to start wandering the path towards the Bacchic Orphic mysteries). Returning to blogging is not so grandiose as the reincarnation of the Liberator but it’s still pretty darn important and feels like a rebirth to me.
In any case, this is kind of a way of saying, I’ve written before, and now I’m writing again, and this blog is another reincarnation, another growing vine, cut off from the old ones but bearing many of the same genes. After my time at Patheos Pagan, and Pagan Bloggers, I hit a point where, for complicated reasons, I ceased writing. (Note: never do this, especially if you’re a writer, it gives you brain and soul constipation). I couldn’t do it anymore.
Then bit by bit I started writing more, in the only venue I really had that made sense for it, Facebook. But I no longer want to centralize my writings on Facebook, so I’m going to be posting them here and sharing there, and elsewhere. You will recognize a few reincarnated pieces, emerging from the pre-birth darkness and wailing again into a new world, as well as many new thoughts and writings as things take shape in my life.
I always wanted to be a writer when I was a kid, even more than I wanted to be a dinosaur, though not as much as I wanted to be a girl (if only I had known that wanting to be a girl was one of the major symptoms of already being one). When I was in difficult places, the well-chosen and edited words of other people soothed my brain and heart, gave me hope, and helped me think of things I’d never thought of before.
I have Things To Say and now, partly thanks to the patient assistance of my girlfriend Vera who helped me with WordPress (I haven’t used it in four years and it has changed a lot), I have a place to say them.
I am also making other places to say them. I have at least one book in me that’s coming out sometime next year, and it’s on sacred gender, which is a topic near and dear to my heart and the lives of many.
So consider this another egg cracking as another brightness brings itself into being, or another grumbly polytheist witch restarting her writing career, or, you know, a comeback or something. In any case, if you like my writing and want more, stay tuned on this particular site and do whatever thing you do these days to follow wordpress blogs. (I have a lot to relearn).
I’m back, and this time it’s personal. And collective, but we’ll get to that part later.
It’s a new day, and it’s always a new day, and always a good time to get up and try again.