Tuesday, February 24, 2015

A Tale of Sound and Fury

This is an old article I wrote, which is in turn based on an old study program I was pursuing. I am posting it here for posterity sake.


1. There shall come unto thee those who do inquire: “What is this thing hight Reformed Druidism?”
2. And thou shalt answer them by quoting the basic tenets, for this is the only answer with which all Reformed Druids do agree.
3. Yea, there may be those druids who do have reservations even about these basic tenets.
4. And some there shall be who do understand, and who do gain in awareness.
5. For there are those who do be Reformed Druids, yet who know it not, never before having heard of us.
6. May the blessings of the Mother be upon them.
7. But others there shall be who understand not, and who shall ask again, “What is this thing hight Reformed Druidism?”
8. And thous shalt answer them by paraphrasing the Gread Bard, saying, “It is a tale of sound and fury, signifying what thou wilt.”

~ Introduction to “A Reformed Druid Anthology” by Robert Larson*

The Reform Druids of North America is a classic example of what can happen when creative, yet generally rule following, college students are forced into a situation that goes against their own moral understandings of the world.
In 1963 at the small Carleton College in Northfield Minnesota, there was just such a rule. It required that all students attend a church service of their choice. Those who did not have a declared religion were expected to attend the service at the chapel on campus. Those whose needs were better met at a religious organization off campus were permitted to do so. This small group of creative people did not agree with the rule. This was a secular and technical college; they did not understand or agree that the college had the right to demand its students to attend religion services of any kind.
One of the members, a young man named David Fisher, of this small group had some knowledge of the Ancient Celtic Druids and perhaps of some knowledge about Fraternal/Revival Druidry as well. They called themselves “Reform” as a tongue-in-cheek reference to Reform Christian and Jewish churches and organizations and also to make it clear they would not be performing blood sacrifices.
Over time these services became more and more popular. Many students enjoyed the playful spirit and meaningful meditations. Since day one the religious services of the Reform Druids was meant to be a sarcastic look at organized religion but unwittingly the founders created a meaningful and heartfelt spiritual system that appealed to many more people than they ever expected.
Also unexpected by the founders, the protest worked. After two years of the Reform Druid rituals Carleton College quietly dropped its requirement of religious service attendance. Perhaps even more unexpected by the College, and the founders, even after the rule had been dropped many people wished for the Druid rituals to continue. Many found that it had become an important part of their religious lives.
As members of the Reform Druids began graduating and moving around the country some of them took their Reform Druid ideas with them forming more groups along the way. One such was Robert Larson who found himself in Berkeley California and met a young man who was already considering himself a Neopagan, Isaac Bonewits. Larson introduced Bonewits to the RDNA concepts and they formed a Grove, a Druidic term for congregation, that combined the ideas of Neopagan expression and RDNA spirituality. Some other members of RDNA were not fond of their Reform being understood as expressly Neopagan and took exception to the methods Bonewits was using. To them RDNA was a philosophy or way to look at the world and not a Neopagan religious expression.
Isaac Bonewits was very adamant. As he writes in his book Bonewits’s Essential Guide to Druidism “I took one look at the group and said to myself ‘Self, they are worshipping the Earth-Mother, singing hymns to old gods and goddesses, and doing rituals out in the woods. Sure looks Pagan to me!’” In 1974 Bonewits and Larson created the New Reform Druids of North America which was an organization with clearer Neopagan expression than the original Reform Druids and even later Bonewits formed another organization called the Schismatic Druids of North America that was distinctly Neopagan.
Eventually Bonewits became frustrated with Reform Druidry. Many members continued to reject the concept of Reform Druidry as a distinct form of Neopaganism, for many Reform Druidry was a philosophy or world view but not a separate religious outlook. Bonewits left the organization in 1982. RDNA continued and has raised and lowered in popularity throughout the years. About 40 groves continue to today.
Some years later Bonewits decided, at the urging of friends, to try again, this time from scratch. He had been inspired by an Irish language teacher who had turned him on to scholarly works about the ancient Celts and other Indo-European cultures. He started with an APA –amateur press association specifically about his visions for a future Druidic movement and invited others to join in the discussion. This APA was called The Druids Progress**. In time a proper organization was formed and Bonewits served as its Archdruid until failing health forced his resignation in 1996. This organization was, of course, our much beloved Ár nDraíocht Féin: A Druid Fellowship otherwise known as ADF.
In ADF we continue the traditions of the Reform Druids in many ways; honoring always the Earth Mother near the beginning of our rites, partaking as a people of the waters of life, and our reverence for the natural world. Some aspects of our liturgy can be attributed to the RDNA as well; the procession of the folk into the ritual space and the singing of songs and chants in our rites for instance.
I wonder at times what those few, creative college kids would have thought of to learn how their small and fun-filled protest would lead to one of the largest Druid organizations in the world and inspire thousands along the way.



Now these are the records which have been made to the glory and honor of the Earth-mother. Praise be to the Earth-mother for the beauty which is in her in the earth and in the sky; all the birds of the air and the animals of the ground are a testimony to her excellence. Even as the dawn of the new day brings new light, is there new hope.
~ Verse 10, Chapter the SEVENTH, The Early Chronicles, “A Reformed Druid Anthology”
Peace!

* “A Reformed Druid Anthology” can be found in its entirety at: http://orgs.carleton.edu/druids/ARDA/
** ADF members can read past “The Druids Progress” at: http://www.adf.org/members/publications/druids-progress/index.html



Where's the Community in my Alphabet Soup?

I was reading a press release today for a gathering of mid-western college students who identify as of a minority sexual orientation and/or gender identity/expression and those who consider themselves to be the allies of these people.

You know who these people are ... the GLBTs or maybe the LGBTs, I once saw them listed as BGLTs because that is the alphabetical order and that way no one group was put in front of the other. No idea if the person who thought of this was really that concerned with group dynamics or just had obsessive compulsive disorder. This press release, for the conference, listed them as the LGBTQIPAs which, I am sure you know, means Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Trans, Questioning, Intersexed, Pansexual, and Asexual. But that "P" there could mean something else entirely, I have no idea. To this I strongly assert, "what about the leather, non-kink, organic farmers? Why aren't we making a place for them at our table? Huh?" 

I like the word Queer. When you are speaking with me I might say something like, "queer folk don't wear funny hats! You're confusing us with the Pilgrims!" I use "queer" as an umbrella term for all people of a minority sexual orientation and/or gender identity/expression. But I have come to find out that some people really, really hate the word queer. They say it is a slur. It is no better, they claim, then calling them all Fags. Some people who identify as hyper-masculine (think leather daddies) don't like "queer" either considering its use regulated to effeminate gay men. Others have assured me that "queer" should only be used in the context of gender identity to describe someone of  a fluid or androgynous gender and never used to describe a sexual orientation. I'm going to keep using the word queer, most likely, but since the GLBTTQIPPKFAA "Community" has not yet elected me Lord-Gay-King of all the land (despite my obvious qualifications) I cannot expect everyone else to use it. Nor like me using it either.

Off with their heads! Darling!

Which brings me to my next point, No, not head. Is there such a thing as the GLBT community? I mean, you can have local communities. A civic leader might say the "West Lafayette Gay Community" and they would be right. There is a place called West Lafayette and gay people live there. They are in community. They might all hate each other, which is typical of many communities, but they are still in a community by nature of geography. So yeah, there is an American Gay Community. All that really means is that there are Gay people who live in America. The other way of defining community is as a shared identity and pursuing similar interests. This is where we start to break-down a little bit. Plenty of queer folk have banded together for common purpose to assert the rights of people of minority sexual orientation and/or gender identity/expression. This is often called Pride. We call it pride because for thousands of years we have been told we are shameful, damaged, deserving of death and subject to reparative rape, chemical or actual castration, and unrelenting violence. The movement began by people saying, "no more! I am proud of who I am and deserving as the same rights as everyone else" By saying, "I am PROUD of who I am!" Hence Gay Pride. Which turned into Gay and Lesbian Pride and eventually landed us in the FABGLITTER soup we are all in now. But "pride" isn't a community. Pride is a movement. Pride is not meant be representative of any one sub-set or any ideal measure of who we are as a people it is simply the pulling together of resources (including people) for the advancement of political and social change. We don't have to have the same shared identity or similar interests. We only have to be willing to work together to seek a better tomorrow.

I get frustrated with the idea that we must all be the same. The demand that we have to show to the world that we are better than what they claim we are -- even if that means not being ourselves. That we must be a "real" community. I don't even know what that is. I live in the community that is my neighborhood but there is a couple neighbors I hate with a red, hot, fiery passion and there are very, very few people with which I feel a distinct fellowship of shared identity and interests. And that's ok. Right now I don't need  a "community" at my back. Just my family, a couple close friends, a willingness of some smart and dedicated people working towards change, and my big bowl of alphabet soup.

Until Then and Always
~ Jamie

Saturday, March 2, 2013

We Pray for the Change of Season

We pray,
We pray for the change of season,
The long dark wanes,
Winter's hold unyielding
Dreams of green and growth
Of sun and warmth
Gentle warm rain
First flowers open to the sky

So
We pray
and wait
and hold close
and dream
and whisper in the darkness

We pray

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

best friends.

There are very few things I take as serious as my friends. Which means a couple things. If you are counted among said friends I will do anything, sacrifice anything to be there for you if you are truly in need. And I'm also most likely to be the one who will get hurt.

I had a best friend growing up. We spent a lot of time together, had a lot of mutual interests. Hardly a weekend would pass where I was not at his house or he at mine. He taught me what a real friend is. After high school I had another best friend. We partied a lot and had some really amazing experiences. He was the first person I came out to. Not because I liked him but because I knew I could trust him. He taught me how to laugh. Shortly after I came out I met my ex. For 11 years he was my best friend. We shared everything. In the end we made much better friends than spouses (with one another) and I am totally ok with that. He taught me how to love.

In the last year and a half that I have been single I really haven't had that experience any more. It is hard for me. I'm just so used to having someone I can always text or call. To laugh with, to push boundaries with, to complain about the world with. I just don't have it anymore and it drives me crazy. I have a lot of friends. People who mean a great deal to me but not that one person. I've tried a couple times. A few people have came into my life and filled that role, more or less, for a short time. It didn't last with them for whatever reason (though I still consider them very good friends and love them dearly). I am oddly co-dependent I suppose. I will talk about being lonely but I don't even know if I am looking for a long-term boyfriend at this point ... though a fucking date would be nice. When I really explore what drives my loneliness it is not having that best friend. Not having that person to count on, to be on my side, to face the world with.

I don't worry about finding love again or getting laid. Those things come as they do. If it's meant to be for me again I will find it. If it's not, well, I found it once before and that's more than a lot of people can say. But I hate the idea of facing the world alone, quiet, and without a hand to cling to.

Maybe he's out there? Maybe he's already one of my friends? What will he teach me?

Until Then and Always
~ Jamie

on .. my new blog

Why am I blogging again? I have no fucking clue. All I know is that there is a ton of stuff that rumbles around in my head on any given day and I do not currently have an outlet to get it out. I doubt very many people will have an interest in what I have to share but I'm going to share it none-the-less. I have connected this account to my Facebook and to my Twitter so if you have clicked a link from either of those .. just run away before it gets too serious.

For those of you who found me another way, my name's Jamie. I'm 39 (nearly) and live in Akron, Ohio. I am a passionate, intense, fun loving, "catch your breath moment" seeking, gay man. I am a druid (neopagan/reformed), spiritualist, hedonist, humanist leaning poly-agnostic.

I have no specific goals or direction for this blog, it's just going to be about my life and whatever else comes tumbling out. Expect posts about friends and the places I visit, my work like, my religion, and deep, hard to follow posts about life, the universe, and everythang. 

Feel free to leave comments, here or at the facebook and twitter accounts above. 

Until Then and Always
~ Jamie