The Oath of the Free Amazons,
by Marion Zimmer Bradley

Excerpts read by Oath Mother Gray,
At Indian Lake (Pa.) Guild House, 1976

“From this Day forth I swear I will give myself to no man save in my own time and season and at my own free will, at my own desire; I will never earn my bread as the object of any man’s lust.

“From this Day forth I swear I shall never again be known by the name of any man, be he father, guardian, lover or husband, but simply and solely as the Daughter of my Oath Mother.

“From this Day forth I swear I will bear no child to any man save for my own pleasure and at my own time and choice.

“From this Day forth I take Oath that I owe allegiance only to the laws of the land as a Free Citizen must. I shall appeal to no man as of right, for protection, support, or succor, but shall owe allegiance only to my oath-mother, to my sisters in the Guild, and to my employer for the season of my employments

“From this moment, I swear to obey all the laws of the Guild of Free Amazons and any lawful command of my Oath Mother, the Guild members, or my elected leader for the season of my employment.”

Sworn to, as amended, by Kris Williams, aka Sojourner, nicknamed Sage, 1978

For Gray’s Blog…

When I left home the second time, after spending a semester on the Jersey Shore, and an early spring in New Hope, Pennsylvania with the ZLOCK Coven of mystic N.O.W. Activists, I remember Gray’s farewell and marching orders:
to find the Answers, and let her know. I said I would, but they’d only be My Answers, and maybe not all that profound in terms of all Her Questions, only some of which we shared.
But I did call and leave messages from the Sojourner, every few years.

When I was a young girl, a Catholic Nun told me that Heaven was a place where good little girls, who grew up to be Good Women, would find all the Answers to Everything there is to Know. She said I’d have to live a good Life, and die peacefully, in My Own Bed, before I get to KNOW EVERYTHING, but that lots of Answers are to be Found
by the inquisitive sort of Student.

My Favorite Answer in relationship to Gray is: the psychic triangulation spells that possess me at every odd moment, which always enhance the strength of syncopation, directly through meta-electrical permutations, and ideations of inner touches, jerks and sparks, the womb jumping, the bowel bubbles moving, the full heart swelling, the throat clutching, the breathing of oxygen straight to my toes, curling.

And I realize, day and night, that I am still learning Answers from Gray's Presence in my Dreams.

End of exercise in Meta Physics2008/Synchronicity
Conclusion: Gray is a plane-jumping Ghost,
And I am only too happy to feel and be guided by her touch while she insists on being in possession of my senses, of course, of course.

The Best of the McBride Tribe outa Texas,
Have always been Great OLD Bikers
I wonder if I ever told you, dear Son, about when I was 15… your GrandUncle Jack took me dirt riding with his Buds, in the Desert outside Denver, on a 250Scrambler. We were herding jackrabbits, and before I knew we’d left the ground, we’d landed softly to a stop, only to be amazed at the searchlighted view of the Stars. He turned around and told me that I was the First Rider to survive ‘deadman jump’, and he was proud that the Woman who did it was His Favorite Niece. Being his ONLY Niece at the time, I said, yeah, butt……I coulda wiped us both out! And he said, “Nah…I knew you wouldn’t panic.”
I remember Jackson as a 20-something KoreanWarVet, and learned to worship trustworthy heroes because of him.
By Me, just for The Record,SageXSojourner, Xmas FortNight, 2007