The magic of death and rebirth

Well, it was a lovely weekend in the mountains of West Virginia. I truly felt like I died and was reborn again. My Reclaiming Initiation was one of the most powerful magical experiences I've had. One of the things that came for me was a magical name. Now I've not been one to think I'd ever claim a magical name, but for me the whole initiatory process led me to choose the name Birch. Check this Druid website for the meaning of Birch. I think the description is ccurate and a bit frightening in terms of the implications of the name. Yet, that is what witchcraft is about.
While on my journey, I was able to return to Buffalo Gap, the site of many of the witchcamps I used to attend here on the East Coast. It was magical being back on that land.
This mystical journey has resulted in yet a new lifetime of work building relationships with the fairy king, the rocks and stones of the world, the green dragon of compassion and the black dragon of justice. Yikes. Lots of work. That, in and of itself is an academic degree.
Stay tuned.


Reader Comments (2)
Blessings to you, Birch! Welcome to the next part of your journey and welcome home at the same time!
Loving blessings,
- Beth Owl
Welcome back!
And thanks for the link to Buffalo Gap, I liked looking at the pictures on their site. Wonderful pavilion.