Well, it's about time I posted, I think. I started the Bardic grade about a year ago, and honestly, have been pretty lazy about it for about 6 months. It's time, though.
In any case, I'm Spirit. I'm on the verge on 28, living in Hampton Roads, VA. It's not my ideal place, but you work with what you've got, right? I'd much rather be in the mountains - I'm just not a coastal girl.
I was raised primarily in the foothills of Tennessee. I can't help but smile when I think back on it. I had such an odd upbringing, in the scheme of my surroundings. We lived in a tiny, converted dairy barn, with a huge garden, a great climbing tree I spent 70% of my time in, and plenty of space to roam and imagine. What really made it special, though, is we always had a tribal existence there. There was hardly a weekend we didn't have adopted family camped out in the livingroom, nights were filled with bonfires and fresh food from the garden. I spent so much time sitting beside the fire, listening to my elders tell stories that it really is no wonder I ended up here.
I've been searching for my path as long as I've known there was such a thing, and I hope I always will be searching, learning and discovering. My parents never forced me to choose, and I thank them for that. I started, I suppose, as many do here, with Wicca. It was lovely while it lasted, but I was always restless and vaguely (sometimes not so) discontent with it. It served the purpose, though, of ultimately introducing me to a man who is now a close family friend and someone I trust, respect and revere enough to look to for spiritual guidance, which is a lot coming from a headstrong individual.

About two years ago, our little neighborhood was hit with a tornado. It was totally unexpected for this area, and we are truly lucky that we got off so easily. I'd been going through a rough time as it was, and that evening, standing there in the fading light with my mother, staring at the damage, struggling with it as the knowledge of the destruction all around and the life lost not a quarter of a mile down our dirt road, I knew something in my life had to change. I was headed in the right way, but I needed something... more. It took me a while to realize what that change should be, but here I am.
Hoping you're all having a wonderful winter's day!
-Spirit

My name is Chara, i am 25 years old and i live in Athens Greece! Blessed be!
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