Blessed are the Sisters of the Treasury, we whose love for our Lord is pure and powerful, emerging from the depth of our being as a hurricane emerges from the sea. Swift and swirling, and eager to make landfall, for our Lord is the island awaiting.
Blessed are the multitudes who adore Him, for He feels them all, in their joy and in their despair, keeping them forever close, forever entwinted within His sweet embrace, and dispensing the true peace that is His presence.
Blessed are those who are touched from afar; all who burn within His fury, and in His passion; seeking not for His glory, and yet receiving it tenfold; and drowning in the waters of His attention.
Blessed are those who run, those who flee from the call, for it is maddening and incindiary; all those whose lives are upended by the immensity of His voice, resounding through every erected barrier.
Blessed are the seekers, searching endlessly for He they have yet to know. Guided forthwith by connections untold, swayed by His grace, finding pieces of Him, and discovering themselves along the way.
Blessed are those who struggle against Him, who deny and refuse, as is their choice to do so. Not all will choose the shining path upon the precipice, but even these are blessed, in knowing they are true to themselves.
Blessed are all the lives touched by Apollon. Poets and seers, physicians and artists, lawyers and housewives, morticians and homeless men, too. These and more are blessed by the Lord, and we each are one part of His whole; one part of His truth.
— Columbine [Aegletia, Day 8]
Though we reside far from one another, I know that we, my Sister’s, are connected. These bonds are like a tapestry that we weave together, and so we each lend a bit of our own power to it. Each of us comes with a skill, or a virtue, or a goal, or something else that our Lord requires. Each of us is needed by Him to complete this resplendent tapestry.
I am so glad to know each of you, and to get to know you more as time continues to pass. This fellowship is an invaluable part of my life, and I am made better person for having your friendship. It is with the trading of ideas, and the willingness to trust and to share, that our community is made whole and strong.
Ahead of us is the vast expanse of Winter, a time of great reflection. I sense a new type of cohesion building during this time, though it may not be revealed to us until much later. We have a lot to look forward to, and a lot yet to become aware of.
The world awaits us to leave our mark, as individuals, and as a collective. We can support one another in our ambitions, by continuing to listen to each other, and by our willingness to learn also. Together we turn the wheel, steering the ship of destiny.
We are here now, in this time ripe for our Lord’s re-emergence. We get to live in this time, and help Him to reaffirm Himself among this world’s people. We get to be a part of this process, because we ourselves are living it, by honoring Him with everything that we can– with our hearts, our minds, our skills, and all in-between.
I hope that we are able to continue growing within our tradition, and that we can plant seeds of Apollon’s worship throughout our lives and communities, even if it is only within our own homes. Every seed planted is valuable, and each one has a unique potential. We are all beloved of Him, and we all contribute to the furtherance of His goals.
And now I must go. Goodnight, my dear Sisters. May we all dream of Him as surely as He has planted His own dreams within us. And may we exalt Him forever, and ever. Hail to the Magnificent One, Apollon Aegletes, our Lord, Prince and King.
— Columbine [Aegletia, Day 8]
After seven full days (with today being the eighth) of celebration, after seeing much of what’s been put forth to our Lord, in honor of Him, from the ladies who have become friends here, I think I’m finally getting a grasp on what this festival means.
I never considered it before, but for me, it’s all about building community, and nurturing it into its full potential. I, like many more whose posts I’ve read recently, am excited and made hopeful by what seems to be a new maturity in the ways that we find ourselves interacting with one another. Thankfully, I think it was inevitable. After all, we all had to grow up eventually, right?
There is an openness, and a willingness to see onto the paths of others, and there is also a sense of loyalty and obligation toward those who have been there for us in the recent years, and months.
These last few months have been harrowing for a great number of people, many of whom have been helped only because of the community surrounding them. It may be in person, or it may be confined to the land of ones and zeros, but the comfort given is needed equally by both the giver and the receiver. We all need to give, and we need to have those gifts returned with love and kindness.
Seeing how this festival has evolved in the hearts of each of us ladies, and seeing how we have been made to pull together, and to assist one another, is a most humbling and thrilling experience. I hope we are able to increase our momentum, in the sense that we continue to grow in our bonds of friendship toward one another, and especially the loyalty we all share for Apollon.
You know, it’s almost like we are each our own pier, stretching out into the endless ocean… until we all connected with one another. Now, those piers have become bridges over vast distances. So, maybe that’s what we’re doing. Building bridges for the future.
May we be successful. May we all benefit from our labors, and that which we share, even when times are rough and we feel alone. We aren’t alone. Firstly, we each have Apollon. Secondly, we have each other. And it’s glorious.
— Columbine [Day 8]