Thursday, January 23, 2014

Choose to write.

I present to you a quote:
"A virtue must be deliberately and rationally chosen. But the emotional and passionate dimension of each person's being has a place in the process as well. A virtue is a habit of one's whole self, not just one's intellect."-Brendan Myers, The Other Side of Virtue
A virtue, then, is not simply an absent-minded character trait, an inborn part of the personality. A virtue is a chosen idea about the proper way in which one should behave, and this can become second-nature over time by choosing to continue to exhibit this behavior whenever relevant. A virtue is chosen. There are many reasons why we choose the virtues we as individuals hold most dear, but the ones that stick are the ones that we believe with our whole being to be the right manner in which to behave.

I won't say that writing is a virtue, but this vein of thinking has me thinking. Writing is something that we choose to do, but unless we choose to do it with our whole selves, allowing our emotional and passionate dimensions to have a place in our work, it will never be what we hope it will be. If we want writing that is alive, we must first breathe into it all the emotions and passions, desires, hopes, fears, and dreams that live inside of us. Writing should be an extension of the self.

We all have our own dictates regarding right and wrong, correct and incorrect, and many of those dictates are variations of the same themes: courage, prudence, honor. These are noble notions for us to uphold, and if we apply the same rules of engagement to our writing that we do to our lives, there is no limit to the ways in which we can connect and touch other people through our writing.

When you have done something well, when you dream your dreams, when you feel your fears take hold of you, and when you find the honor and glory of triumph for facing down the odds, choose to write. It is these moments, full of your emotions and passions, that truly make your work a work of art.

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

The Practical Bard

"Practical Bardry" is a idiom of which I took ownership early in my tenure in Ár nDraíocht Féin, A Druid Fellowship. There is a lot of “bardry” around. From songs about booze and sex, money and love, loss and anger, to poems from now and times long past about heroic deeds and fantastical tales, even to stories of laughter, frivolity, love, perseverance and any of the other emotions and character traits we value as humans, there is a plethora of available work out there. I propose the thing that will set a Bard apart from the minstrels and performers is simply practicality.

There are many synonyms for “practical,” including such words as “real” and “applied” and “concrete.” My favorite synonym is simply, “useful.” I wish someone had told me this far earlier in my bardic training! Being a performer or a writer is not about glamour or fame, not when your main venue is a religious organization and especially not when your audience includes a world full of Gods and the ears of all those who have gone before you. No, the Practical Bard is the one that is useful. The Practical Bard has a role to play, and fulfilling that role begins with an understanding of the role of the Bard.

The Neopagan Bard in the context of Ritual
Isaac Bonewits said, in “The Basic Principles of Liturgical Design” from Druid’s Progress #4, “I've learned over the last twenty years, mostly from the priestesses and bards with whom I've worked, that the artistic elements of a ritual, and most especially the musical and dramatic ones, can be the critical determiners of just how much psychic, magical and/or spiritual energy gets raised by the participants, and of how well that energy is maintained, focused and discharged.”

The role of a Bard is two-fold. A good bard is a key player in alleviating the performer v. audience problem that sometimes exists, especially in larger rites. As Isaac points out above, songs and chants require/provide a chance for the folk to participate, which in turn will aid in drawing them in—physically and emotionally—to promote group mind and overall serve to enrich the ritual experience. It is the bard’s responsibility to ensure these pieces are well-executed. Pieces in which the folk are expected to participate should be preceded by clear instructions and include clear direction during their course. For individuals new to an ADF rite, the music and prose may be a deciding factor when considering a repeat attendance. Furthermore, the poems, stories and songs are the parting gifts the bards give to the folk. By design, they are more readily recalled for later reflection—particularly chants that are short and repetitive.

A good Bard is also one who works closely with the liturgical leaders for a rite and shares the responsibilities creating and maintaining order. The Bard should follow the rite closely, making sure as the rite progresses that the liturgical leader(s) are supported and that the energy is maintained in the event of a distraction or a “hang up” (such as a participant who is missing momentarily or a ritual item needing to be retrieved). In these instances, a well-placed bardic piece, whether instrumental music, drum beat, spontaneous poetry or ritual-appropriate short story can maintain the order and group mind created at the advent of the rite while the liturgy leader(s) recover. A bard, I truly believe, is an integral part of the liturgy team.

Bards in the greater Neopagan Community
In a general setting, Bardic work that enters the greater Neopagan community carries the voice of their sect into the open. In other words, the Bards are the representatives of their respective group. These works also create a bond between groups and can provide common ground for larger, general gatherings such as festivals and conferences. For example, the songs written by a Goddess-centered woman, such as Starhawk and Annie Hill have become mainstreamed in the neopagan community at large. When these songs are incorporated into the liturgies at festivals and public rites, the collective spirit of the folk is enhanced and a sense of camaraderie develops. Also, when these types of pieces are used, more of the folk are likely to participate: people are more comfortable doing what they know.

Bardic work is important to keeping the mind open to new ideas and allowing for the expression—and understanding of differences between the neopagan divisions. Wiccans and Druids, Shamans and Earth Warriors, through the expression of poems and chants, songs and stories are drawn together as a community. Conversation and liturgies may be different, but when an individual internalizes and understands a piece of bardic work, we become one in mind and purpose.

The Role of the Bard in Ár nDraíocht Féin: A Druid Fellowship, Inc.
Primarily, the Bard is charged with infusing the liturgy with memorable pieces that tie the folk into the greater purpose of our rites. Stories used to introduce the Deity of the Occasion will help the folk to gain a better understanding of his or her nature and even begin to build a relationship, if there is a commonality between the Deity and the individual. Since we are a public forum type of religion, repetitive chants that are easily picked up are essential. Songs or chants interspersed within the liturgy that are short and lively can brighten a rite and keep the folk engaged enough to create higher amounts of energy and focus, and a liturgical design that acts as a showcase for the products of the fertile or “Bardically inclined” grove members will yield the highest quality results for this very reason. Besides, our bardic work is fun for creators and spectators alike.

Furthermore, our cosmology is not always very easy to understand the first time a person is exposed to it. The Bardic works in a rite are a key element to helping people understand what is going on around them. As stated above, our Bards are carrying the voice of ADF to the greater Neopagan community. May their voices carry truth about who we are, and may they do honor to the Kindred.

Thursday, November 28, 2013

Live Audiences and my friend, Helen.

It seems I have to relearn this simple lesson every time I end up in a rut: Performing for a live audience is the easiest way to break through a writer's block. I had the joy of playing music for some family this weekend, and the smiles, applause and encouraging words have soothed much of the anxiety that has been building inside.

For many years, I wrote. I wrote about what I was feeling. I wrote about my sorrows and joys, my secret desires and my fears. I wrote poems and songs, and I wrote stories and essays. I wrote a lot. But, I was so worried that when I bared my soul-papers to others I would just be giving them the tools they needed to destroy any shred of self-esteem I had left.

I finally met someone, a very talented musician, who earned my trust by sharing with me first. She never pushed me outside of my comfort zone. Instead, she slowly allowed my comfort zone to grow and grow and evolve and shift and change until it enveloped her like a soft blanket. Lo and behold! She was on the inside where it was safe. It was with her that I fist began sharing my work, and it was there that I finally broke out of my chrysalis and learned to fly. Today, I am grateful for my friend, Helen.

Whenever my confidence wanes, or my desire to write or to play fades, or I just can't seem to find a topic or tune, I need to remember that misery loves company, and what is company but a captive audience waiting to see where my work will take them? It may be to a place we've been before, but sometimes we need to pass through places we've been to get to the unexplored territory on the other side....

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Come full circle...

In Tibet, devotees walk in circles on pilgrimages. They believe that Life moves in circles. Some say that if you run fast enough, you will run into yourself.

Come full circle.

We often find ourselves "right back where we started," though I often wonder if that can ever be true. Emotionally, this may mean that we are repeatedly finding ourselves confronted with unexplained emotions--all the stuff we've been running from seems to be running fast enough to catch up with us. When confronted with all this hurt, this sadness, grief, pain, rejection, regret, feelings of inadequacy or depression, we medicate. We medicate through drink or food, through tv, work and projects. We cover it with a blanket like a child cleaning his room, hoping that if no one can see it, it won't be real. We cover ourselves with a blanket like a child hiding himself from the dark, hoping that if it can't see him, it will go away.

Come full circle.

Instead of medicating, instead of hiding, I find it far more healing to write. Write down the hurts, the sorrows, the grief and the regrets. Lock it down so that it can't chase you anymore, and when you come full circle once more, with all your new knowledge gained from your experience, with your new eyes full of the wisdom that comes with hindsight, you can see those things, those things that you hated yourself or those around you for, and all those things become the very gifts that you use to help yourself and to heal others.

Come full circle. Come full circle and see how far you have traveled.

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Values of Modern Society?

The title of this post is a small part of a writing prompt in one of the study courses I am taking. The entire question is about comparing and contrasting a set of virtues with the values of the society in which I live...which, of course, means I have to decide what I think the values of said modern society are, savvy?

At first, this was a bit daunting as I have never been very good at inferences on the abstract and more subtle levels of things. I am blunt and straight-forward, and determining the values of my society is not very concrete. There is a wide array, a tapestry if you will, of groups and subgroups of society, each adhering to their own views and marching to their own set of value-drums. It dawned on me then that just as these groups all got to choose their values, I, too, get to choose which ones end up my list. And there is the first value: choice

As a society, regardless of what it is we choose to do, to believe, to eat, to think, to feel, to speak, or even to NOT do, we all value our inherent right to make those choices for ourselves. We the people have deemed from the beginning that all men and women had the right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness---in any way we choose. Our Founding Fathers left everything they were brought up to hold dear for our continued right to choose, and the freedom to continue to do so is one of the main ways in which we honor them. By choice.

Research also shows that of the percentage of students who graduate high school, those who attend college are statistically more likely to be deemed as successful in life. According to the Bureau of Labor Statistics, "of the 3.2 million youth age 16 to 24 who graduated from high school between January and October 2012, about 2.1 million (66.2 percent) were enrolled in college in October" (Labor). As a whole, our younger generations are embracing this fact, because the second value that we honor and respect is intelligence.

Intelligence is often equated with logic, understanding, mental acuteness, and even wisdom. One of my favorite definitions sums it up nicely: "the ability to learn or understand things or to deal with new or difficult situations" (Merriam-Webster). On a scientific note, one word equated with intelligence is "adaptability," meaning that the animals who were intelligent enough to adapt to change where the ones capable of living in difficult and new surroundings as their environments evolved. Survival of the fittest. As a society, we value our intelligence, framing plaques and diplomas that scream of our intellectual accolades in prominent places for all to see. If we as individuals in our choice-driven society wish to evolve with our ever-growing and ever-changing world, we must feed our intelligence and help it to grow.

As I sit here writing these thoughts with a light fall breeze upon my brow from the open window, the smell of warm tea and incense dancing around me, and these words flowing like water toward a stream from my mind to my fingertips, I am graced with the third value I choose to place upon my list. In our intelligence, we require creativity. We require elegance in design. We require upgrades and cleaner lines. We applaud simplicity and symmetry in design. We hold dear the arts that tap into our emotions, those soaring or dulcet tones that turn our ears toward them as though Ogmios himself had wound our ears with delectable chains of honey-sweet words, because we, as a people, value beauty

It is said that beauty lies in the eye of the beholder. This is simply understood when coupled with a value of choice. We choose what faces, sounds, words, places, books, ideas, and on and on we find beautiful, because it is beauty that softens the intelligence we seek and makes us whole. Find your beauty, dear reader. Choose what it is that you find beautiful. Learn all you can about it. Be whole. Lather, rinse, repeat.

Finally, I do believe there is a fourth value, materialism, but I choose not to write about that.

Bureau of Labor Statistics. "College Enrollment and Work Activity of 2012 High School Graduates." Web. 17 April 2013. Retrieved 10/01/2013 from http://www.bls.gov/news.release/hsgec.nr0.htm

Merriam-Webster. "Intelligence." Web. Retrieved 10/01/2013 from http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/intelligence

Sunday, September 15, 2013

On Writing...

Writing is. It exists, and it breathes, and it is a part of everything around us. Like the air that flows around the earth, writing is the soft current of emotions, hopes, dreams, histories and aspirations into which we all must delve on a regular basis to feed our ever-changing and evolving psyches.

This blog is about writing. Not just written words, but every form that writing can and will take if you learn to write as you breathe. To write, you must exhale all that is within you and let everything go, carrying with it the hurt, happiness, heartache and joy that you have been hoarding--and trust that you will be filled anew when you inhale. Writing with passion and intensity comes from that place in between the breaths, in between the exhale and the inhale full of the raw potential all writers seek in the creation of every piece of work that has been given life and borne unto the world.

Writing is. Let it be for you.
M

Sunday, August 25, 2013

The Conachlann

The Medieval Irish form of poetry known as the Conachlann is a simple bardic form of chain verse. The last word of one line starts as the first word of the next line, though it may not be the very last and very first words (to account for grammar and the like). It is a fun exercise for folks in need of a writing prompt!

A Song for the Waters

The waves are crashing,
Crashing upon the rocks and stone
Stone floors embedded in the deep
Deep waters flowing, dark and mysterious
Dark and mysterious, her eyes, the sea.
The Sea, she entices me,
Entices me and thrills me
Thrills me and fills me with ecstasy—
The ecstasy of buoyed hope
Of Hope and of freedom
Of Freedom and of joy.
The joy of her smiling face.
Her face as bright as the sun.
Oh, Sun, oh, shining orb of light,
Orb of light that plays with the mists
The mists that dance,
That dance upon the waters.
The Waters, they thrill me,
They thrill me and fill me,
They fill me with freedom,
With freedom and joy.