There was a time when you were a child, and you had walked into a new and wonderous place.... It looked like a hole-in-the-wall small store from the outside. But once you entered through the doorway, you saw that this place had much much more to offer, than you ever dreamed of. There were so many different walls and shelves full of books, research material, some old and others new. Amazement swept across your face, as you realized that not only were there books of knowledge here, but there are also items of many shapes and sizes. Tools, bobbles, aromas, trinkets, clothing, sparkles, and a warm sense of comfort. As you approached the front counter, you see there is a smiling person behind the desk. This woman or man, this store keeper, is a very helpful individual. They are almost like a familiar guide, or a fountain of knowledge all their own. If you have a question, need directions, or are just plain curious, they will be happy to find anything you need, by either from their own experience, or from the tomb of information within their reach. They are also a connection to other people who may have what you are looking for. When you leave the shop it is not a 'goodbye', it is a feeling of 'I am welcome, and I will come back again.'
This is the sense I get when I walk through the place of paganality. We all want a place to go to that has information aplenty, items we are looking for, friendly faces, and helpful hands. But, what I find most soothing, is that we can help each other. Let this community be a center point for people to meet, connect, share stories, information, and help one another get what they need.