There are times in my life when I know that the world is trying to tell me something.  Over the past three – four years I've been working on creating a Sosanna’s Closet.  This was intended to be a place where I could not only create things but also form a place in the world that people who respected the earth and the rights of other people could come together and celebrate life.  I wanted this place to have a spot for drumming and campfires and a spot for Wi-Fi and gaming.  I would bring together the both of the worlds that I love the most.  It has been a long journey to date.

With the support of my amazing Hubby, we have attended festivals in North Carolina and Virginia and participated in everything from animal rescue events to pagan fertility rituals.  Two years we wanted to broaden our reach and try working in a non-pagan event.  I asked to join a festival called “Pig in the Park” in Goldsboro.  Needless to say it did not turn out well.  I ended up doing a rant blog post on the whole experience.  I was so disappointed that I was told I wouldn't fit in their event.  It was a BBQ event.  It wasn't a bible study class.  

Recently I had a similar experience with another local venue.  I was hurt and angry.  Here yet again, no one pays attention to the donations and fundraising I do, but only to the title and tells me yet again, I don’t fit in.  I am so astounded by the number of people who simply reject people who are different from them instead of welcoming diversity.  But I digress.

After a mountain of negativity around it, Hubby pulled me outside and said, “Let’s go for a walk.”  We have five acres of land that our house sits on that will one day be that spot that I wanted to make.   That sanctuary to Hecate, who stands for justice, the one who lights the way with her torches illuminating the crossroads of decisions.  That will be my spot, my Closet will be there.  As we rounded the corner we could see the flood waters were up and just to one side I saw an amazing blue heron.