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The Circle Within: Creating a Wiccan Spiritual Tradition Paperback – August 8, 2003
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About the Author
Dianne Sylvan (Austin, TX) has been a practicing Wiccan since the age of sixteen. She is co-founder and President of Blessedways, a Wiccan educational and spiritual organization based out of Central Texas. Through Blessedways she teaches classes on Wicca, the Runes, spiritual magic, and ecstatic dance.
In addition to her books, Dianne's work has appeared in Circle Magazine, NewWitch magazine, and the Llewellyn Wicca Almanac and Witches' Calendar; she has also been interviewed by the Wiccan Pagan Times. More of her articles on living Wiccan spirituality can be found on her website, Dancing Down the Moon.
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Stepping into the Circle
THE GODDESS IS ALIVE AND well in Texas.
Her sacred grove is a one-bedroom apartment on the
East Side, where the traffic noise rattles the windows and
rain leaks in through the crack above the door. In the age
of computers and stock portfolios, She has traded Her celestial
raiment for a business suit. The Hands that spun the
web of creation chop vegetables, light incense, type letters.
The Voice that called the stars into being answers the hotline
at the domestic violence shelter downtown. The Goddess
sings Aretha Franklin in the shower at night, and
sometimes She forgets who She is.
Then She looks in the mirror and sees the light of the
Sacred in Her eyes. She remembers dancing bare-breasted
at Beltane and standing with arms upraised in the center
of a ring of oaks with chant ringing in Her ears as She
weighs dragon’s blood resin at the local metaphysical supply
store. She thinks of the praise that falls from Her lips
on a moonlit night. She remembers Herself.
So can you.
By now you have read books on Wicca, searched the Internet
like a big-game hunter on safari, and networked until you
couldn’t tell one Amber or Raven from another. You’ve bought
specially charged candles and been to festivals; you’ve memorized
lists of correspondences for colors, days of the week, elements,
astrological signs, herbs, deities, and animals. Maybe
you have been part of a coven or other sort of group, maybe
not. You have certainly gathered quite a collection of ritual
robes, jewelry, and tubes of henna paste.
The problem, however, is not with whom you have worked
or what you have worn. The problem is that you look in the
mirror and you still don’t remember who you are. Life feels
heavy, and the rituals you attend have started to bore you.
There is something fundamental that’s missing from your
religion, and you hate to admit it. After all, when you found
Wicca, it felt so much like coming home. Does your dissatisfaction
mean you’re in the wrong house after all this time?
Before you start to pack, consider this: humans are a
species constantly in search. At the beginning of our history
we searched for food, and when we realized that potential
food was much bigger than we were, we searched for a big
stick to hit it with. We searched for shelter, and then when
the basic issues of survival were covered, we searched for
community so we wouldn’t have to face the dark nights
alone. Once we learned to band together and share the labor,
we had time to search for something bigger: meaning, purpose,
something to explain why we are here and why we
share our existence with disagreeable things like murder,
flood, politicians, and mosquitoes. We needed something to
give us a place in the universe―a vantage point from which
things made sense.
Religion of any kind is a way to find that something. It
became clear to the human race that the meaning of life―
the purpose of it all―would not be the same for every person.
Hence the rise of so many religions and philosophies.
Every faith approaches the search in a different way and
finds a different idea to focus on. Christians, most often, seek
salvation from our own sinful natures and deliverance from
the evils of the world. Put very simply, Buddhists seek
enlightenment―a transcendence of the physical realm in
order to pursue the spiritual one. Wiccans, along with a number
of others, seek union.
Someone once asked me, “What’s the point of this Wicca
thing? I mean, if you’re not trying to get into Heaven or find
Nirvana, what are you trying to do?”
That is a tough one, and a question I don’t think many of
us have given a lot of thought to. It is difficult to step back
and look at the bigger picture. I gave the only answer I knew,
then or now. The point of Wicca, the real mystery behind it
all, is to remember the Divinity within ourselves and all
things; to manifest our God and Goddess all the time, every
day, every moment; to love as They love, to give as They give;
to serve Them in perfect trust, and thus bring Their grace
more fully into the world; to understand that we are the
embodiment of the Divine love and nurture, and to express
that love in the world; to walk as God and Goddess.
Sound impossible? It isn’t. We already have all the tools we
need; we only have to recognize them and teach ourselves
how to use them to return to a view of the world where anything
is possible―to see like a child with wide eyes and an
The rituals and other tools of Wicca serve as a bridge
between ourselves and that goal, and as tools they can be
used effectively or clumsily. I can’t count the number of rituals
I have attended where the most spiritual part of the event
was the potluck afterward when everyone shook off the
boredom of another full moon just like the hundred before it
and really got to celebrate. The most moving rituals are the
ones with the fewest stage directions and the least fuss,
where energy flows along its natural currents and we dance
with it. Unfortunately these are in the minority for most
groups, and in solo Wicca it can be even harder to create a
sense of the sacred when using the same old chants and the
same old colored candles. We try not to venture too far from
what we’ve learned from books and covenmeets, since
branching out means that eventually our branches will intersect
with those of other religions. Wiccans have great pride,
I have noticed, in how different we are from the world’s
biggest sects. Perhaps we think it shows growth on our part,
or perhaps we simply want to distance ourselves from the
ways of our youth that often left us scarred and wanting. We
forget the moments of fellowship, the hymns that were part
of our blood, the parts of ourselves that those faiths actually
did satisfy even if we grew beyond them and went searching
for something more.
The problem is that in our desire to separate ourselves
from our childhood faiths and eke out a place of our own in
the grand scheme of things, we refuse to learn from our religious
heritage. Obviously if the Christians do it, it must be
useless. Never mind the millions of people who do find the
Christian tradition a fulfilling path. Never mind the people
out there who are striving to be Christlike―not political, who
are not our enemies. We can’t learn anything from them, of
course. Everything we need as Wiccans is in a book somewhere
or in ourselves or in the natural world, right?
The vast majority of our co-religionists nowadays have read
all the books on beginning Wicca they can stomach and don’t
live anywhere near the natural world that our ancestors had to
struggle with for daily survival. It’s difficult to revere nature
with any sense of reality when the nearest natural area is thirty
miles away and the closest thing to it is a manufactured park
littered with beer cans and stray drug dealers. We spend all day
encased in metal and glass, going from house to car to office
and back again, and many even work through meals.
Where does that leave us? We are in many ways disconnected
from the nature we are supposed to worship. If having
a ritual outdoors means schlepping into the country with a
ten-pound bag of ritual tools (the mystical Tote Bag of Shadows)
and soaking ourselves in bug repellant, what do we do
the other three hundred or so days of the year? In our society
we are constantly bombarded with images of violence, hatred,
and indifference, and our attempts to change things are often
met with hostility. The magic in the world sometimes seems
to have a precarious hold on life at best. How can you live as a
Wiccan every day when your lifestyle is better suited to urban
It isn’t enough to be a Wiccan on full moons or sabbats.
No one ever became fluent in a new language by using it
once a month. The best way is to surround yourself with the
lesson; to speak Wiccan from dawn to dusk until it becomes
One oft-overlooked remedy for our modern dilemma is
the ancient tradition of a daily personal practice. In every
religion the world over there are people who take the devotional
path, giving over large parts of their day to ritual,
prayer, and communion with whatever face God wears for
them. The dictionary definition of the word devotion is to give
wholeheartedly to something. Given the Wiccan view of the
universe as a place of cause and effect, it would follow that
the more you devote to your sense of the Divine, the more
the Divine will devote to you. If our goal as Wiccans is to
turn our belief in the God and Goddess into reality, immersing
ourselves in our relationship with Them is the surest way
to turn our belief into knowledge.
How do I know this? My life is every bit as hectic and the
city I live in every bit as toxic as most people’s. I haven’t
reached some blissful state of spiritual perfection, but I have
seen its nearest neighbor in people I have encountered over
the years, and I have begun to learn from their success.
The first group I noticed whose religion and life were as
one were Catholic nuns who worked in the hospital where I
was a secretary at the age of twenty-two. There were several
elderly Sisters who tended to the patients’ spiritual needs,
and in a building full of trauma and pain they were always
calm, gracious, and quick to smile. They moved with quiet
surety through the halls, their voices gentle and almost
musical. Speaking to any of the Sisters gave my spirits a lift,
which was vital given how much I hated the job.
I had to wonder, though, what got them through? They saw
the worst of humanity in an endless parade of communicable
diseases and gunshot wounds, yet maintained their sense of
grace. I had to know if they could still smile when they got
home at night, or if it took all their strength just to stay human
in such a place.
Finally I asked one of the nuns how she dealt with such a
stressful workplace. She smiled at me rather beatifically and
told me that when she got up in the morning she prayed.
At breakfast, lunch, and dinner she prayed. At bedtime she
prayed, and a dozen other moments in between, keeping in
constant, loving dialogue with God. The nuns didn’t just
believe the tenets of their faith, they lived them from morning
I couldn’t help but be impressed, as well as feel a little
sheepish. I had tried for a long time to tell myself that there
was nothing that I could learn from Christians; that their
narrow-mindedness was the reason the world was going to
their hell in a handbasket. In other words, I’d been as narrow
as I thought they were. It was what some of my Pagan contemporaries
call a “cosmic two-by-four”―a whop in the head
from the gods when you’ve been an idiot.
The idea of daily practice, however, stuck with me long
after I had taken the lesson of tolerance to heart. I started to
ask around among my Pagan friends, finding out to my chagrin
that, for the most part, they were bereft of any sort of
personal daily rituals beyond a few minutes of meditation.
Life was simply too busy, they said, to do half the things they
wanted to to stay in touch with the God and Goddess.
That led me to wonder whether a life too busy for our
deepest beliefs is really much of a life at all.
After hunting down a number of books on the monastic
life, I discovered that in the arena of personal practice, the
humble monks and nuns had us beat. Naturally it’s easier to
devote your entire life to God if you live in an abbey, where
the environment exists to support your religious quest. Yet
despite the inherent differences between monastic and lay
lives, there are valuable lessons to be found from these little
communities, regardless of creed or location.
Buddhist monks―and, indeed, a great number of Buddhists
in the larger world―have similar practices to the
Catholics. They move in a rhythm of mindfulness and meditation
throughout the day, even using housework as an opportunity
to meditate on the wonder of the present moment. To a
Buddhist, every action is a chance to learn and grow spiritually.
As a result, the Buddhist reaches a state of emotional
equilibrium where stress and angst have only a fleeting place
in the course of the day.
The Sufi dervishes, who practice a form of Islamic mysticism,
integrate their prayer and liturgy with dance, music,
and the well-known “whirling” that helps the practitioner
reach Allah. The poet Rumi, credited with founding Sufism
as a sect, frequently referred to God as “the Beloved.”
Meanwhile, Westerners run around with cellular phones
plastered to their heads shrieking at each other in traffic and
having heart attacks on an alarmingly regular basis.
Even among laypeople, Christians and Jews appear to
have an easier time integrating their spiritual lives with their
daily ones, perhaps because so many people have given it so
much thought. Those who want to become more spiritually
attuned in mainstream religions have dozens of resources at
Take, for example, the recent “What Would Jesus Do?” phenomenon.
It may seem like more of a marketing ploy than a
religious precept, but if you look past the merchandise and
into a less cynical view, it is an excellent way to integrate faith
and the mundane world. Taken at face value it is a profound
question. How would a deity act in this situation? What would
he say? Are my own actions following my religious ideal?
Books abound on Christian and Jewish daily prayer; there
are plenty of devotionals, calendars, and classes on living a
prayerful life. In this way, Pagans are at a decided disadvantage.
Perhaps we simply haven’t given it enough thought. We
learn from the outset that we are not separate from Deity,
that the whole world is God and Goddess, but what do we do
with that belief? How does that belief translate into direct
experience in day-to-day life?
I have known a handful of Wiccans who managed to
develop an integrated magical/mundane existence, and the
effect is amazing. These are the truly powerful Wiccans, the
ones whose every word resonates with Divinity. Their lives
run more smoothly, more peacefully, and when disaster
strikes, it seems to flow through them like water. The source?
Daily practice, a devotional life.
Why don’t more people live that way? The first cry is, “I
don’t have time! I have to get to my meeting and take the
kids to soccer practice and answer my e-mail and get that
proposal ready for Monday and clean the bathroom and wash
the car and figure out what to have for dinner!”
You’d rather be doing all that than a ritual?
As a society, we have given time the power of a god. The
clock is our idol and we bow to its whims, always running a
little behind like the terrible sinners we are. How many
minutes of the day can the average person give up without
compromise? Very few, but the truth is, there is no such
thing as a spiritual life without sacrifice. In the olden days
perhaps it was part of the harvest or an animal (or even a
member of the tribe in extreme cases) that went to the gods
to show them how much they were loved and respected
(and, in some cases, feared). In our time, the sacrifice must
be time. We are always called by the gods to give up what we
think is precious. In our day, we crave an extra two or three
hours even though we waste large amounts of the extant
twenty-four trying to climb the corporate ladder. Meanwhile,
our inner lives languish. To find peace in the valley of
the shadow, it’s worth getting up twenty minutes earlier.
Trust me on this one.
I find it a bit novel, and rather laughable, that a lot of Wiccans
(especially the young) want their religion to serve them
as quickly and efficiently as possible with a minimum of per-
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The style and tone of Ms. Sylvan's writing is simply poetic and beautiful. Her prayers, invocations, and affirmations are ones that I did not care to change the wording of. Naturally, it's best to create your own words in order to heighten your spiritual connection, but her words really resonated with me, and I saw zero need to change them. Furthermore, she continually reiterates that she is not the authority on Wicca nor does she bash Christianity or other religions (I find these traits to be a rarity among Wiccan authors.) In fact, she goes so far as encouraging you to look at other religions and how their daily practices have contributed to the strength and fortitude of their own faith, whatever it may be.
The book is presented in a very logical manner, from taking you through the basic understandings of what it means to be Wiccan, to simple - yet effective - ways to begin your deeper Wiccan spirituality, to setting up your temple, to more "intense" daily practices, and finally, her own personal "Book of Moonlight," which is a rich collection of her superbly-written personal prayers, dedications, daily rituals, etc.
The largest disappointment I found in this book was learning more about the author after I purchased the book. She has her own Facebook page, and on her Facebook page, she clearly states that she is no longer Wiccan. I certainly respect her decision not to practice Wicca anymore, but this really blows a huge hole in her "you can't be Wiccan once a month and on Sabbats; you need to live Wicca every day." If she no longer believes in Wicca, how did she manage to create such a beautiful book on dedicating one's life to the service of the Lord & Lady? This is just something to think on, not something to deter you from purchasing this treasure.
I absolutely recommend this book to ANYONE truly wanting to increase the depth of their Wiccan spirituality.
While the author does seem to attempt to write to readers of any gender there are occasions that I felt the author was speaking directly to female readers, and at points the book comes off geared for women. This isn't a major concern for me though, and really is the only negative thing I can think of.
Over all I found the personal stories relatable and the writing style to be easy to follow. That being said, the author has a beautiful vocabulary and sense of humor.
I feel like I have a better understanding of Wiccan spirituality and forming a daily devotional routine after reading this book.
I re-read a chunk of it, and remembered why my first review was a little hesitant. The viewpoint of the book is oddly... depressing at times? Eg at one point it works from the assumption that you feel bitter towards Christianity, and encourages you to accept that there are good bits and devoted kind christians, but if you've never had a problem with it, or haven't come from a Christian background, it's a little... odd. I kind of recommend it to people who are having a 'dark night of the soul', gently encouraging you towards reconnection, but if you're currently 'on the grid' as it were, save it for later.
A couple of years on, I'd like to revise my review somewhat.
I came across this book on Amazon by using the read-inside feature, and on reading her prose (not mere dry writing) I was caught, smitten, *besotted*.
I thought I had finally found something new, something *fresh* after several years of churning through the same old, same old Wicca 101.
On reading it, I was both right and wrong. First, while short, this really did/does carve out a little niche that had not been adequately filled before, and is of a far better quality than most wiccan books.
And yet for me when reading it, it slowly became strangely familiar - why?
Because here were the same realisations I had slowly, painfully, and via trial, error and inspiration, had to work out for myself over my first few years. I felt somewhat in sync with the author because I felt like I'd made somewhat the same journey - I'd read every book in her bibliography, many of the chapters reminded me of actual conversations I'd had with friends.
It covers the basics - Daily practice. Prayer. Connection with the seasons.
But, well, dang - I wished I could have had this as a short-cut and saved myself a couple of years, but what did I do now? This is a book I would sincerely recommend to an earlier self of mine, so now would someone hurry up and write one for my current self? I know I've got so far to go!
Yes, yes - ok. So it doesn't lie in books, I get it.
I'll continue taking the long road.
And so, I'd like to apologise for my mere 4 star rating of earlier.
If a 5 star is how often I recommend it, then actually, this makes it easily. This is a great book for anyone who has read at least a few of the standard Wicca 101's (I've got a half dozen or so of those) and has been actively practising at least 6 months to a year. If anything will help take them beyond mere practice and rote, to a deeper everyday-level of connection with spirit, then this will - or at least it's all the same advice I'd give them, explained more clearly that I'd probably manage. ;)
For anyone who has been sincerely practicing a few more years, you might not get anything specifically new, depending on where your journey has taken you, but this may be the book to save for if you've hit a lull in your spiritual practice. When you're not feeling quite as connected as usual, when you need some inspiration - it happens. And this may just function as the excellent little reminder you need, to reconnect and refresh that well.
[Old review: 4 stars]
I must compliment the author, they are a brilliant writer, this book was wonderfully poetic, and very easy to read.
For a beginner, someone who's only been practicing a year or two, I'd rate this 4, it's past 101 and will convey some messages that it might otherwise take a good deal of time and practice to realise.
Ultimately though, I was personally disappointed in this book. :(
I'd used the read inside feature and was hooked by the sweetness of the writing, but found it was very lacking in anything new - each time the author said something, I was like, "Yes, very true, in fact she could expand it further by talking about ....". I then realised I've actually been practicing about the as long as the author, and as a I was starting to suspect, sure enough, I found I'd read nearly all the books in her bibliography!
Still, I will definately recommend this to others, as it says a lot of things I would, but written far better than I ever could.
There were generally only a few tiny points I had any quibbles with, the really big one being her discussion of trancendance & immanence.
Zeus isn't any more immanent that Jehovah is in the New Testament. Immanent refers to indwelling, i.e. divinity that is part of us and the world, e.g. "We all come from the Goddess, and to her we shall return, like a drop of rain, flowing to the ocean".
Trancendence refers to deity that is seperate, apart, 'the potter but not the pot'. By this definition, Zeus is more Trancendant than Immanent. Zeus is not part of us, not indwelling in the world, Mount Olympus is more unreachable for mere mortals than the Christian Heaven ever was. In her final conclusion, panentheist rather than manifest would be more accurate.
So, anyway, regardless of my disappointments, if you're starting to want a little more than Wicca 101 can offer, this would be a beautiful and inspiring book to read. If you've been practicing a while longer, use that precious search inside feature to check the bibliography!