I wrote this the first morning I was in the woods; later I read through the introductory OBOD course pamphlets, and discovered that I had inadvertently completed the first practicum! :)
What calls me to Druidry is relationship – between people, but also between us and the Land, and between us and Spirit. I feel that call most strongly in history – in walking not so much in the places that are untouched and altogether wild, but in the places that have been gently loved and tended by the generations that came before me. Whether they called themselves Druid or Christian, something else or nothing at all, they are my ancestors and my guides on this journey.
Connection between people extends in all directions. I am, of course, inextricably enmeshed in the web of community – family and friends; colleagues at work, dojo and church; my city, state and nation. I also have an obligation to the future, to try to leave my corner of the world at least a little better than I found it. But that connection and obligation also extend into the past, to my ancestors of blood and spirit and to those who tended this land before me and left the task to me to carry on.