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Originally Posted by aweynsayl 
huzzah! i get to start my birthday month thread!  : happy october everyone!
there were some good conversational openers at the end of the sept thread, if anyone wants to start them afresh for october's clean and cooler (for some of us) energy....
i also, since possibly most of you will read this first post, am going to throw out again the idea that we name our little circle... so that i can stop saying to dh "today, on the pagan thread...." it sounds so... cold.  :
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I usually refer to this as my 'sister circle'

October is my hands down favorite time of the year. I love pulling in, coming together and slowing down. The colors invigerate me; golds, reds, deep browns and even grey skies... I love everything about it.
I would love to discuss the differences between pagans and the new age community. I think of pagans as the olde way and new age, well, is new. Of course I know New Age is actually ancient teachings as well. But the 'new' is the ability to embrace it openly. Mecca areas like Sedona have given New Age a much needed hand in opening our society's eyes to alternative faiths and beliefs systems.
When I was very young, I thought f you weren't a christian, you a catholic or jewish ("like Anne Frank" I would say) I eventually learned of Atheist but with that passage of knowledge came judgement.
I feel so free now. I think of that terrified little girl (I was) and so wish I could go and hold her... to assure her that love is everywhere and all paths are good paths. Forcing fear and judgement on a small child is so cruel.
After my walk in; I was so bare; so raw. I only knew, beyond a shadow of doubt that my spirit was new and it was not about to listen to what my previous soul had so eagerly embraced before. It was well over a year of painful exposure before I felt a connection with the Earth, Moon, and Sun.
I distinctly remeber the first time I ever saw a picture of Green Man. I was at a local pagan shop just browsing through books and I gasped. I placed my hand on the page and tears came to my eyes. I really had no idea what I was looking at; I had no memory of seeing Green Man before. If my eyes had seen him when I was a christian (before my walk-in) my mind had no memory of it. Perhaps, I had seen the image somewhere but l didn't acknowledge him because he was 'sin'. I really don't remember.
I know that the color green, the smell of smoke and the sound of water is a spiritual experience for me...
~ Blessed Be ~
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