It is one of the most welcoming and strongly emotionally connected
sensations in human memory. It awakens images of childhood,
grandmothers, mothers, family and friends. Perhaps no other sensation
carries with it such universally positive connections.
It is the smell of fresh, warm bread.
the Cybeline Pagan, it is a smell, a memory and a part of ritual that
connects across the centuries and across hemispheres. The scent of
bread brought smiles to the most ancient of our sisters; protection of
the grain crop that made the bread possible was the charged duty of the
last of our sisters in direct line of descent in the late 1600's.
cultural memory begins with baked mud ovens , then came beehive ovens
that reflect the temples of the Goddess of the same era, stone hearths,
cast iron stoves. Around each of these women would gather to
participate, to share, to join in a communal activity of not only
nourishment but of thanks, rejoicing and of a love for each other and
of the Goddess whose blessings the bread is an incarnate reflection of.
Neither sacrament nor supplement, the bread is an integral part
of Cybeline ritual and practice. As opposed to the Christian conception
of communion, the bread is not a remberance of the Goddess, nor a
device to bring grace but a rejoicing in the best traditions of a
family meal. The bread connects us in an immediate sense not only to
each other in the present, but to every priestess, every woman, man and
child who partakes of the bread in the celebration of the Goddess, of
the Divine Feminine and the Community of Women throughout history.
Rev. Dr. Caillean Maureen McMahon
DIES SOLIS A.D. IV KAL. DEC. MMDCCLXII A.U.C
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