Reflections on what it is to be a Priestess of the Goddess

Through the years many people would often ask me - being a Priestess how is that? Or a variation of the question one way or the other... And time to time, I think about it, I feel into it and seek an answer as close to my personal experience as possible. Occasionally I find treasures - with each turn of the wheel reflections are in order, and I hope I can go deeper every year. 

Being a Priestess is pain and tears but also joy and ecstasy. Priestessing is an act of service not hidden from the outer world. In my experience, each Priestess is actualised in her service to others as much as in service to her well-being. Depleted Priestess cannot in good conscience serve others, not because she can not reflect Her light in this state but because pushing yourself to the brink of exhaustion for others lacks the vital compassion and love to yourself. And if there is a lack of compassion and love to self, there is a very poignant possibility of not being present for others who are in need. Priestess is She who does: working, creating, holding, nurturing, clearing, reforming. Priestessing is a path of transformation of transfiguration that occurs between the worlds, at a teeter-totter of this world and all the others that are out there. Priestess work is a journey of change of self and in this gradual ascension, Goddess willing, a transformation of others. In the end, every Priestess is the hangs of the Goddess. In all of Her fulness: light, dark, and in-between in all colours of the rainbow as diverse as She who shows Herself to us all.