Last night, I had the opportunity to attend a celebration of La Virgen de Guadalupe, the Supreme Marian Queen of Mexico.
These last few months, She has become Sacred to me.
Now, I AM aware that many see Her as a Saint, but for me She Is a Goddess. And, I have only recently discovered that She has a connection to many Witches.
So, last night I went to a free theatrical production dramatizing how La Virgen de Guadalupe became a Beloved Saint to the people of Mexico. It was wonderful, although I would have enjoyed it more if certain attendees would have silenced their cell phones.
Really? Is a “Vibrate” or “Mute” setting difficult? From people who are constantly taking photographs or videos?!
OK, my rant is complete.
After the theatrical production, we were invited to continue to remain in the presence of Guadalupe by going to a nearby church.
Now, I must confess, although I know it is nonsense, every time this Happily-Recovered-Catholic, openly Gay Male, Moon Magick Witch walks into a church, I keep expecting something to happen. You know, like a lightning bolt, or something along those lines. Of course, it does not happen (otherwise I would not even be here to create this blog post).
It was strange, at first, because here I AM in a Catholic Church, one in which I had not set foot in several years. The last time I was in this church, I was attending the Confirmation of my older nephew, Nicholas. And yes, I had the same thought, then, too. If my life was a comedy, someone would have either begun chanting “Dead Witch Walking” or “DUCK!”
What I found strange was that, there were Prayers that I remembered. The “Our Father” Prayer, and the Mother Mary Prayer. Granted, everyone around me was saying them in Spanish, but since I never learned them in Spanish, I said them in English.
But the ones in which I did not know, I simply offered Prayers to Goddess.
Then, at the end of the evening, we were invited to have a meal. I must confess, I was feeling rather peckish. So, we crossed the street, and I had a cup of a corn beverage (sorry, I do not recall its name, in English or Spanish), but it was tasty. I was also offered the choice of either a sugar bread or a tamale.
Now, I have had quite a few sweets these last few days, so I opted for the tamale, which was spicy, but not too much so. YUM!
Then, I went home with a great deal of Love and Light in my Heart.
It was a lovely evening, and I AM so happy that there are such events in my area. Also, it was interesting to be Re-Minded of a Tarot-related Biblical Passage. No, I shall not repeat it here, but I shall tell you where to look for it: Revelation 12:1. She Is The Empress Card.
So now, in addition to the other Goddesses that I See when I look at The Empress Card of the Tarot, I shall also begin to See La Virgen de Guadalupe.
My dear blog followers and readers, thank you for honoring who I AM and what I do. And I AM clear that after last night, I AM a Happily-Recovered-Catholic, an open Gay Man, an Afro-Cuban, a Moon Magick Witch, a Son of Auset and Pan, and a Mexican!