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Lori Dake

Lori Dake

Lori Dake is a life-long native several generations back , is a mom to an adult son and married for over fifteen years. She is a leasing agent primarily serving the North Side and has also worked as a paralegal for several years. Sometimes, she’s a hardcore fashionista, and sometimes a concert shirt and jeans are more her style. Hobbies include painting while listening to 80’s metal, writing, participating in various forms of philanthropy and creating fabulous meals on a budget.

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(Horner Park in Chicago)

Think about it for a minute: When was the last time you met up with local Pagans to do something that wasn't specifically wrapped around a ritual? Has it been a while? I'm not talking about traveling cross-country all caravan-style to attend a big festival with Big Name Pagans speaking; that doesn't count here. I'm talking about people in your own community, people who may live just a few miles away, who you may even chat with online regularly. Have you met up with some of them for coffee? Dinner? Fruit picking? A night at the show? Hanging out at someone's home? A not-specifically-Pagan drum circle even? For many of us, myself included, it's probably been a lot longer than we care to admit.

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My experience at Pagan Spirit Gathering 2014, Pt 9 of 9

...continued from Part 8

Sunday, June 22nd:

I woke up sad. Sad because it was the last day and people were already leaving. I got some of my stuff packed away the day before, but it still took me four hours before I could leave. I wanted to make sure I packed everything properly, not just to get it all in my car, but also so it would be less work to put away when I get home. Remember, we run a tight ship around here at home, so stuff can’t lay around forever! I worked very hard to make sure I didn’t leave little scraps and bits lying on the grass, as it just feels wrong to trash the earth that welcomed me for so long. That would be a shitty thing to do, I figure. I made a couple trips to the dumpsters, tossing out what couldn’t be salvaged, since there was no garbage pickup that day. I did some work, ate a granola bar, did some work, ate a pop tart, did some work, ate a granola bar, and so on.

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