
by Tatiara
It began with a simple conversation in a pagan Facebook group. Someone posed a question about what constitutes an “Elder”. As the responses came, I felt something within me stir. I kept returning to that post, rereading the comments. Some were funny, others profound. A few spoke of favorite stories, or teachers they’d once known. But beneath it all, I sensed a deeper longing: a yearning for true eldership. Not just knowledge, not just age—but wisdom. The kind that holds space without needing to explain. The kind that has walked through fire and come back holding sacred embers for others. Continue reading Elder or Oldster? Thoughts on the Wise One