Humanity is slowly walking, one step at a time, towards a new age. As Pagans, we have the benefit of being a diverse community of individuals with boundless beliefs and ideas. We are the quenching wellspring of the fiery Goddess Brigid, the savory mead in Odin’s horn, and the children of mischievous nature. No matter how far humanity has tried to remove its self from the Earth Mother, our dependence becomes more apparent with each passing day. We’re flooded with media talking about political upheaval, the threat of disease and famine, and disturbing images that numb the senses. Paganism has since far given us a respite from reality and now it may provide us with tools to change the world around us.
I lived at Deeply Rooted once upon a time. Having spent a lifetime disconnected from my senses and feeling dead on the inside, I was then given a blessed opportunity to reconnect with the natural world. Being the kind of eclectic community that we are, I was engulfed in different cultures so foreign from what I had grown up with when I lived in Southwest Florida. I was given support during times of crisis, wisdom during the confusion, and a sense of community planted like a wildflower seed in my heart. I’ve never felt or looked at life the same way since first rolling down the twisted driveway of that hallowed earth.
The primal forces of Deeply Rooted revealed themselves to me like characters in an intricate story. The chorus of frogs in the pond lifting me up at Litha, the icy Imbolc wind and starless nights that held me in quiet contemplation, and the warm laughter of community seated around a Lughnasadh bonfire, and the spicy smell of the fertile soil around Grandmother Apple at Beltane and the intoxication of Sophia’s Plum Grove just next door. All of these wonderful aspects of Tribe and land forged me into the person that I am proud to be today.
This feeling of purpose and completion does not come solely from Deeply Rooted. There are countless communities rising up that can provide this same sense of tranquility, function, and belonging. As Pagans, we’re far from the final picture, however, we are slowly putting together a myriad of ideas together to form an intricate mural of humanity’s current state. We have Magickal children, cherished Elders, and a connection to our Ancestors that fuel the outcry for something different than we’ve experienced together. We can believe in one God or many, we can completely throw the idea of deity out the window as long as we can sit together and share stories of victory, challenges, fear, and appreciation for the natural world around us.
As Pagans, we have a responsibility to our land. This is only one plea from one little ragged intentional community with a vision of sustainability, in body, mind, and spirit. We need more Guardians and those committed to protecting the roots of the seedling any making sure they never rot before that tree bares fruit. We need more land, more guidance from elders who have been there and done that, and we need people willing to do work. Hard, crazy, thankless, and tiresome work. Those people exist and this is the purpose of this letter. I’m calling you to Deeply Rooted to build something great. If you can’t make it to Deeply Rooted, then I call you to another Pagan community to do that great work there.
We need Lords, Ladies, and everyone else in between. We need the incarcerated seeking freedom, the excommunicated looking for the sacred, the single mother, the mouthy Crone, the cannonball seekers, and the wisened Sage. If you can build, grow food, cook, write, if you can art, or speak passionately about the condition of the earth and humanity – WE NEED YOU!
Very Sincerely Yours,
Rooted Deeply in Deeply Rooted – Shining Quill the Unicorn
PS: We make a mean curry at Deeply Rooted, we’ll share! 😉