There are many paths that may lead you closer to the Divine. There are
many paths that may lead you away. You begin your journey in a spring
garden, new to the ideas around you, eager to learn and grow, wanting to
become part of something larger than yourself.
Servants of a Divine call out to you from their temple. "Our path is the
way of salvation, walk along our path and find your happiness here." You
walk there and learn of the Order that resides there, the spring breezes
carrying your heart to them.
Summer arrives along that path and you become restless, the hot days are
long and the lessons unending- fulfillment seems so far away. You are in
full bloom and no one seems to notice. One day, you walk the path that
leads you away. But you are changed by your experience. A piece of their
learning remains within your heart.
Further down the road, servants of another Divinity call to you from
their temple. "Our path is the way of enlightenment, walk here and let
our summer nights cool your hot temptations." You walk that path and are
taught wondrous truths, and the light of a new Divine shines in your
eyes, and fills your heart with song- you are nearer to the light.
Autumn flies in on restless winds, leaves fly around you and you want to
fly too, something inside of you is changing, searching, you feel
enlightened but something is missing. Like a brilliant red leaf, you
fall to the path that leads away.
You walk the fields of life, past more paths, and you hear the voices of
servants calling to you. You have learned to be more discriminate, you
have been changed again by your experiences. You reflect upon your life,
how you have lived it, what you have done wrong, and what you have done
right.
Autumn turns to winter, snow is upon the fields you walk, a blizzard
wind of snow and ice stings your face and eyes. You hear a voice that
beckons you to a path. You follow the voice to the darkness and you
rest, weary and tired.
A servant brings you warm blankets and feeds your soul with his deep,
dark passion for his true God. Your batteries recharge here, surrounded
by blackness, deathly quiet- you are nearer to the dark.
One day, a gentle warming breeze dances into the cave, reminding you of
a time long ago when you were eager to learn, and excited at the
prospect of all things new. You smile into the darkness and nod your
head, and then run out into the bright sunlight.
And here you are again standing in the spring garden, with many paths to
lead you closer to the Divine, and many paths to lead you away. The
circle is complete, the Seasons have turned and changed as you have
changed. And the paths you traveled have led you back here - in a garden
that changes with every season, bound tightly to Nature once and then
reborn again within its constant cycle of change. You are in the realm
of Lady Melantha.
She is Lady Demeter reborn as Melantha, a Goddess over all Nature to a
Goddess within all Nature. Her temple has been reborn as well, a home
for the spirits of each Season. They drift along the lake, live within
the cottage, dance underneath the storm clouds, and harvest in the
garden. Within the temple there lies another temple reborn for you to
explore. Do you wish to explore?
We are the Horai, devoted followers of every Season, embracing change
within our own lives and within the entire natural world. You may walk
the paths that lie before you. Or you may become a seed in Mother's
garden. We will nurture you and help you grow, and teach you about the
wheel of change. Standing in the garden beside you, we are ready for you
to sprout!

Her loyal servant through every Season,
Nadjan Windsong
High Priestess

Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Lupar, in the year 445 AF.