My wee brain melted.
I suppose it was an epiphany. But I've had epiphanies before. This was beyond epiphany. It was the intersection of belief and inclination. I've been walking inclination all this time under the guise that I believed this or that. And somewhere somehow, today, my brain took a right turn onto belief and the thought melted my brain.
It all started with 'big talk'. You know the subject came up, "Have you ever pondered why you are here?"
The answer, "Sure, but I always considered the question futile since it is unanswerable."
And the question just sort of hung about in the air. Link onto that a chain of big questions without human capability to answer, and find Hawkie plugging her ears for fear her brains may seep out.
I have been putting together a lecture on Kitchen Witchery. I will be presenting this material in September. I've been devising a way to approach my subject since I do not wish to include religion, or even the lack thereof. I want to break it down to the practice, not neccessarily the reasons or the lore.
The first reason being that I've issues with faith, religion, and belief. I have catholic tendencies, native american blood, a baptist upbringing, and a profound need for a constant connection with nature. I have no wish to turn my class into a debate.
The first sentence of my lecture usually begins with one of my first thoughts. My impetus, as it were.
The goal is to leave the lightest footprint possible, that the wind may blow away riff, but the hearts of our descendants may keep the treasure.
The second sentence of my lecture is to state the purpose of the next one and a half hours in which I have (hopefully) open minds before me.
To teach in some small part the practice of womanhood as defined not by culture or repression, but by the personal choice to tend her hearth and be a nurturing being, by using the tools and performing the duties most often performed in the kitchen.
In my lecture, I intended on touching upon the phrase, 'reuse, reduce, recycle'. And I had the thought of trying to give these women a visualization of the amount of unneccessary waste that as a society, is acceptable. When I applied the realization to myself, and my life, I then melted my brain as I looked around to the neatly packaged insert multiple items cluttering my home during their brief stay before they end up at the landfill.
Then, to further my horror, I went to Walmart, where I could buy almost nothing in good conscience. Which helped my pocket book, but was akin to a PETA person finding themself in a mink coat factory.
Insert dazed walking around, and leaving with THREE items. How do you do that?
So I melted my brain, and I doubt it'll ever return to the bliss that is ignorance.
Posted by hawkie at May 6, 2004 09:44 PM