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The Parable of the Sacred Grove
A solitary man journeyed about the world. When he met others on the road, he looked down, grunted a passing greeting, hunched his shoulders, and continued on his way. In each village he passed, he saw the people gathering beneath the trees, the Sacred Groves they called them. They entered the wood in groups, by twos, threes, sometimes alone. They danced, sang, laughed, ate, and watched the cycles of the moon together.
The man wondered what it would be like to walk beneath those trees. Each time he passed their wood, he wondered if the people would welcome him or turn him away. He wondered why they met in their Groves, beneath the trees, instead of the village square. He wondered what drew them to those places.
But the man never went into the woods. He decided long ago that he needed no one. He walked alone. It was better that way. Still, he wondered.
Life continued on for the solitary man. The days unfolded one into another and still he walked alone.
Then one day, as the sun lowered in the sky, the man passed one of the Groves and heard a sound. “Come,” a voice seemed to whisper. He looked around but saw no one. “Come.” Nervously, he shuffled to the edge of the wood listening. A cooling breeze brushed over him. The leaves rustled. “Come.”
Since no villagers were around, he thought it would do no harm for him to rest a moment beneath the big oak in the center. So the weary traveler sat cradled in the trunk of the old oak. So tired and lulled by the soft sounds of leaves rustling, the man closed his eyes still wondering why the people met here and why they called the woods their Sacred Groves. As he sat poised in the place between sleep and awake, the rustle of the leaves whispered to the man, “Come. Come. They Come. They come together. The Grove is Sacred because they come together–it is what makes them more, makes them community.”
A long, deep, contented sigh came from the old oak. “They see themselves in us and honor us by coming. Like them, we stand in groups of twos, threes, or more. Some of us are intertwined. Some grow leaning on another for support. Sometimes we stand alone. Yet we are all one as our roots are woven together in the same life soil.” The words the old oak whispered to the solitary traveler awakened something in his heart. “Yes, they come and remember that they are not alone–they have each other. The Grove is Sacred because it reminds them they are a community.”
The weary traveler understood the gift the old oak had offered him and somehow felt different. In what way, he was not sure. Then the sound of laughing, squealing children pulled the man from his rest and he saw the villagers coming in groups of twos, threes, and some alone. They carried baskets for feasting and the man became afraid. Would they be angry that he rested in their Grove? He rose and brushed himself off, prepared to run away when one of the smiling women said, “Come, celebrate the fullness of the moon with us this evening. Share our bread and find comfort in our company.”
The man, used to no company but his own, hesitated and then remembered the happiness he felt pouring into him from the old oak and said, “Thank you. I’d like that.”
Copyright © 2005, Xia
Our wish, at Temple of the Goddess, is that each person finds a Sacred Grove, a community to celebrate the turnings of the Wheel of Life. If you find an event in these pages that calls to you, we hope you will join us.
							
For almost two decades Rev. Xia has walked the path of the divine feminine, committed to her role as an inter-faith ambassador for the Pagan Community. Among her many articles, an essay entitled Paganism: Out of the Closet and into the Fire, originally written for her son’s school in Pasadena for a Diversity in Religion series, has been reprinted countless times. Additionally, she has written numerous mythological and ritual works centered around archetypal studies of the Goddess including Rites of Passage: A Goddess Ritual for Women, which aired on The Learning Channel–showing Pagan rites for Maiden, Mother, and Crone. She also produced and facilitated that segment for The Learning Channel. Additional articles include: Ritual and the Art of Alchemy, The Mythology of Nature, The Legacy of Creation Myths, The Myth of Matriarchy, and Secret Garden of the Feminine. She is completing a non-fiction book entitled, Feminine Alchemy: The Ritual Art of Cooking, a book of healing through Goddess archetypes which has been on the back burner for many years.
My specific Priestess Path I wish to dedicate myself to is sacred circles. This means that my truest spiritual ecstasy comes from ritual in community with others. This is a large circle that includes not only planning and performing ritual, but also creating ritual art such as building altars, teaching ritual, making video…
Marcella, our youngest priestess, has been a professional actor for many years. She is a graduate of the Los Angeles County High School for the Arts. Other training includes Viewpoints/Suzuki with Anthony Byrnes, Voice-Over Workshops with Sharon Mack, and the Royal Academy of Dramatic Arts in London, a Shakespeare Intensive. Her theater credits include The Cherry Orchard, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, and The Wizard of Oz. Her film credits include, Punch-Drunk Love, A Host of Trouble, and Kids in America. She has co-starred on various television shows, such as NCIS, Boston Legal, The O’Keefe’s, and Malcolm in the Middle. Awards encompass 1st Place in the 2005 and 2006 DTASC Shakespeare Competition / monologue, 1st Place 2005 RoleAbout / Cold Reading, 1st Place 2005 RoleAbout / Classical Monologue, and was the Silver Medalist ROP Outstanding Student in TV/Film.
I have been following the path of the goddess for over 30 years. As an artist, I have always been interested in the mutual influence between the personal and political, private and communal, spiritual and artistic expression.
God was strictly male in the forties. And the males in my life were minor demi-gods to be obeyed without question. Father, priests, especially Monsignor, policemen, doctors–they protected me, taught me, molded me. My teachers (grade and high school) were Catholic nuns, but they were under the supervision and control of the priesthood.
Introduction—the beginning February, 1986
Haize Rosen has worked professionally as an actress, dancer and choreographer for 20 years. Haize is also an energy-light worker, certified in Thai massage and Hellerwork. To complement her work in the healing arts, Haize is a certified assistant mid-wife, and has a thriving doula practice. As a dancer, Haize has studied Balinese, The Orishas of both Africa and Brazil, and Classical Indian Dance in the style of Odissi. She has choreographed such renowned musicals as Guys and Dolls, Fiddler on the Roof, Little Shop of Horrors, and Grease. Haize recently wrote and starred in her one-woman shop, Country Colored Girl, which chronicled her family history in a small town in Alabama. She has studied ballet with Joy Finch, and acting at Lee Strausberg. Haize has worked rehabbing children at Juvenile Hall and taught theater and dance professionally in workshops throughout Los Angeles. The ordination onto her Priestess path in Temple of the Goddess is a culmination of her life’s work and provides an opportunity for Haize to apply her knowledge and skills in new and effective ways in the world. 

