In the middle

by Doyenne Solace Arcanna ShadoeWalker



I am in the middle
no fool nor sage
I am in the Middle
not maid nor crone
but in the middle

I am in the middle
the middle is not a bad place to be

knowledge enough to recognize the pitfalls
young enough to try again
wise enough to hold my tongue fool enough to question all
confident in kudos earned but ..curious enough to open the next door


Church bred before birth and convent led
unquestioning... obedient... and blind


but then there WERE questions it was that time of life
no longer church obedient to those found me sinful and inferior from birth

No longer blinded by myth and tradition


I started empty knowing only ... what I did not know

I studied many ways very odd to me
many embraced me some did not
I vowed never to be blind again
so my questions fell in a torrent and

I did not find a home


but then there was a storm...that felled the city ... hard

a conversation ... begun in boredom to talk the storm away

The stranger spoke softly and smiled often
and her tale was full of laughter grace and light
And she answered every question with no reserve at all
She spoke of history of equality of the divine
But there was no rhetoric no temples

but how ?

we spoke till the storm had passed and sun risen
But I was careful fearful for my freedom
I had just begun to question not willing to follow blindly again

so I began not with dogma but the science
the things that cannot change A+ B =C forever beyond time so began years study..and questioned everything
teachers... followers ... and read... everything


and then... there was another storm one life changing
there was a .. teacher near her end waiting for me


and we spoke 3 years this time... and I chose
we spoke of the divine and absurd..
through life and dreams to death

So Coven Schooled and Solitary practiced.. I am

I am now in the middle again

Middle of life .. middle of teaching ...middle of study

Not wise nor a fool not babe nor wizened crone


in the middle
my shadow falls now with equal weight
on cradle handle and tombstone grey


and I have chosen
..The Feminine Divine ... The Moon ... THE LADY

Doyenne Solace Arcanna ShadoeWalker @2012