The myth of Daphne is, if not relatively well-known to the general populace, is known to those who have done light reading into the Greek myths. For those of you unfamiliar with the story, Theoi.com gives several versions of the tale, the most common being from Ovid.
“DAPHNE was a Naiad nymph of the river Peneios in Thessalia or the Ladon of Arkadia. She was loved by the god Apollon who pursued her until she grew exhausted, cried out to Gaia for help and was transformed into a laurel tree.” (source)
What I want to talk about in this blog entry is not Daphne, per se, but how we as pagans are always subject to our own transformations.
Each day, we are constantly reforming, restructuring, refining and recreating our own personal paths. Particularly those involved in general neopaganism, the road can be rocky. Many recons and traditionalists frown upon change such as the change that many adopt to their practice. Yet remember, even if you are the biggest traditionalist in the world, those traditions you follow were adapted from something, at one point or another. Everything has a beginning, and everything changes. Obviously, you need to be realistic and research. Tradition itself can be a strong backbone and give you the skeleton of your practice, but only you can flesh it out. The gods will lead you to through your path, as will the spirits, the ancestors, the flora and fauna, sun and moon, earth and sky. You are one with the earth when you take this path, and in many ways you will be as transformed as Daphne herself.
Remember though, even if you are transformed, your path need not be rigid and unmovable. Even the most unyielding trees sway in the wind.