Gentoo
The Feisty Penguin
Last night was an event that I consider my mid-summer revel. I look forward to it all year: lot of people having fun, bellydancing and drumming from dusk to dawn around the fire is a common occurance, and that is where I am. I have been known to outlast the drummers, actually dancing all night around the fire. During past events, I can feel the life of the fire, look up at the stars and as I am shimmying, losing myself in the pounding drums and the flickering fires, I can feel the presence of the gods and can dedicate my dance to them.
Last night though, it did not happen like that. I lost myself like I was expecting, but I did not feel the connection to the gods. I have been having trouble with my faith since the spring. I am not sure what to think about this. Any thoughts, words of wisdom?
Last night though, it did not happen like that. I lost myself like I was expecting, but I did not feel the connection to the gods. I have been having trouble with my faith since the spring. I am not sure what to think about this. Any thoughts, words of wisdom?