Random Ranting

Now it is June, and come hell or highwater, I will celebrate Litha. I will go out and do something crazy and hold a ritual in the middle of the park (or at the very least my best friend's awesome backyard). I will find a festival with other Pagans and meet people. I will hold a complete dress ritual.

You see, I am semi-broomcloseted around my family. My parents are aware of my spirituality, but they wish me to remain discreet about it in the house. As such, my altar consists of candles and incense, and my sabbats are generally low-key devotions (except Samhain). But this time, dag nab it, there shall be full out possibly-skyclad Solitary Eclectic Wiccan action. *shakes fist mightily*

Ok. I feel much better. Return to your daily lives.