Elan writes: I have been an apprentice in the Feri Reclaiming Tradition for the past five years. Some find it odd for a man to be involved with practices that are so firmly feminine, but I believe gender is simply something we manifest in order to convey particular ideas. Communication and gender are complimentary, enigmatic, and ever-changing; thus, no one person is ever entirely male or female.
Sadly, recent events have separated me from my Priestess. I understand this as an opportunity to cultivate my practices and align my spirituality with my will. Regardless, I miss her terribly. This poem is written in her honor, for my conception of the Goddess cannot be separated from her influence.
I rode a plane into the sky
