9th August 2014
When I started on my spiritual path some fifteen or so years ago, someone shared a very special piece of wisdom with me, written by a Priestess called Rainbow Jo. I had to go away and think about it very hard, before deciding the take the plunge and enter a long period of training. Of course I took the training, but occasionally, when I complain about the harshness of the life laundry, I think back to this piece. Over time I lost the piece of paper that was written on, but while dusting the lovely shelves at Treadwells today, stumbled over a copy of it. It was stuck behind a row of books, just waiting to be found.
I share it so that I may not lose it again!
If you are called to be a priestess, do not rejoice. You must first undertake a long and arduous training. Some of it will be very painful. You will probably never see your greatest teachers. You will be alone when you most need help. You must learn to be strong in your times of greatest weakness. You must always feel the pain to reach the understanding and the acceptance. And in the end you will have gained knowledge, which you can never pass on. You will be alone at your time of greatest power, and noone will ever know. The lessons never end, even when life ends.
Do not choose this path lightly. You must turn and look at it, and know what is to come, and you must accept it because, for you, there is no other way.
But if you are called, and you choose knowingly, then every lessson will be within your grasp. You will never face hardship you cannot overcome. There will always be help when you need it. You will find strength when you are weak. And pain, you will come to find, is the terrible gift, from the greatest teacher. If you can still laugh at yourself, and rejoice, then life goes on as it should. When I started on my spiritual path some fifteen or so years ago, someone shared a very special piece of wisdom with me, written by a Priestess called Rainbow Jo. I had to go away and think about it very hard, before deciding the take the plunge and enter a long period of training. Of course I took the training, but occasionally, when I complain about the harshness of the life laundry, I think back to this piece. Over time I lost the piece of paper that was written on, but while dusting the lovely shelves at Treadwells today, stumbled over a copy of it. It was stuck behind a row of books, just waiting to be found.
I share it so that I may not lose it again!
If you are called to be a priestess, do not rejoice. You must first undertake a long and arduous training. Some of it will be very painful. You will probably never see your greatest teachers. You will be alone when you most need help. You must learn to be strong in your times of greatest weakness. You must always feel the pain to reach the understanding and the acceptance. And in the end you will have gained knowledge, which you can never pass on. You will be alone at your time of greatest power, and noone will ever know. The lessons never end, even when life ends.
Do not choose this path lightly. You must turn and look at it, and know what is to come, and you must accept it because, for you, there is no other way.
But if you are called, and you choose knowingly, then every lessson will be within your grasp. You will never face hardship you cannot overcome. There will always be help when you need it. You will find strength when you are weak. And pain, you will come to find, is the terrible gift, from the greatest teacher. If you can still laugh at yourself, and rejoice, then life goes on as it should.