Today, I was in my little office. Some admin was done, a bit of cleaning, and then meeting a student to chat about Stuff.
One of the questions that was asked – and which is often asked of me – is what a Druid Priest actually does. And every time, I have to pause and think.
There wasn’t a moment when I suddenly looked around and realized ‘Wow, I’m a Priest!’ Rather, it was a process of doing the work and being called by that title, until I had to face up to the fact that I was Doing It.
I’ve written about it before in other places, and no doubt will do so again. But today, it got me thinking in a new way.
Yes, Priest-ing is looking after, guiding or otherwise holding space for folk. When working, I do that.
But as time has passed, and my health has created interesting new speed-bumps to life, I’m having to Priest to myself as well.
I’m very easily tired. I give my all, and it wears me out. I’m not going to stop doing that, by the way, so don’t ask! I willingly do what’s needed, saving some energy to get myself safely home, and then setting aside time to rest. But it’s the question of how best to recharge that’s been in my mind lately.
Doing things that I enjoy helps, certainly. Sometimes, distractions that make me laugh, such as comedy movies or television. Knitting, with its repetitive but focused creativity. Books – absolutely. If the right one can be found, total engagement as I let myself sink into that particular world for a while.
But I think more is needed now, otherwise I’m finding myself wiped out for longer each time. So perhaps ritualised ‘wind-down’ is needed more than ever – something I’ve tried before, but found difficult to get into the habit of.
I’ll no doubt explore this and natter about it as I move forward. But for today, the inspiration from another led me back to myself. Unusual, but needed, I think.
Holding the space to stop doing, and simply ponder…