Last night, the meeting with the Grove was a nice change of pace. We had gotten used to being the only women at any meeting of our troth, and that nothing of any spiritual importance really happened very often. Last night we actually spent time talking about what's coming up in March & what we plan to to do & celebrate & how we want to do it.
There we just as many women there as there were men, there was food, wine, good conversation & a lot of planning. Griefs from the past few month with the troth were aired & none of us were belittled for our feelings or made to feel that we had no right to them. There was no talking about how fat we thought we were & how we were looking for a new weight loss pill to make us fit into what we perceive as the perfect size, who we are was good enough & just fine. It felt really nice.
So many times, the meetings or drum circles with the troth end up just being about the music or the alcohol & nothing else happens or matters. That's okay & all, but sometimes I feel like I want my religion to matter more & be the reason I'm out there. I'm really excited about the full month next week & the ritual we have planned!