Living the Dream of an Oak Church

A project of restoration, reconstruction, and revival

Our Faith is an oak. Once planted in the fertile soil of a humble heart, its roots grow deep to drink from the underground river of spirit. The tree starts small, fragile, and hungry. In time, it lifts its branches into the heavens, tall and strong.

It does not ask for permission to stretch toward the sun, nor does it submit to the constraints of those who would shape it into something more palatable. It takes root in unexpected places, whispering its wisdom through wind-stirred leaves and the deep silence of the earth.

This project is a witness to that growth, the long, twisting journey of faith beyond the boundaries of institutional religion, into the wild, blessed woods where Christ walks beside the old gods beneath the boughs of sacred groves.

Not a Creed, but a Path

This is not a project for those seeking a new orthodoxy. It is a journey to reclaim what was lost and revive what was nearly forgotten. We are seeking to reconnect with the original Way of Jesus and the apostles, a path where we never severed our Jewish roots, and where the Wisdom Tradition still flourishes. This is a world in which we followed the insights of Pelagius instead of the doctrine of Augustine, embracing a faith rooted in experience, mysticism, and liberation rather than dogma and control. It is an animistic spirituality grounded in the One Life, alive in every leaf and stone, and growing in the shared wisdom of Druidry and the teachings of Christ.

It is an invitation to return to the ancient wisdom that has never truly been lost, only hidden beneath the weight of empire and the silence of forgotten groves.

A Church Without Walls

In the Dream of an Oak Church project, we are working to build a church without walls, a community rooted in the rhythms of the land and guided by the Spirit rather than institutions. Our sacred spaces are groves and gardens, hearths and hillsides. We gather beneath branches older than any creed to share prayers that rise with the morning mist and offer rites by firelight, untethered from the sanction of imperial thrones.

We remember: before churches were built of stone, they were shaped from trees and sky, and formed in the sacred hush of wind-blown invocations. Our work is to reclaim that simplicity and sanctity, and to cultivate a faith that grows freely.

Beyond the Shadow of Empire

Here, we step beyond the shadow of the Imperial Church, whose wealth and power have choked the roots of the Gospel, twisting a message of liberation into a tool of dominion. Even moments of reform like the Great Schism of 1054 and the Protestant Reformation of the 16th century were swiftly co-opted by those in power to build new empires.

The Eastern and Western Churches fractured, not to decentralize authority, but to establish competing hierarchies.

Martin Luther’s protest against indulgences soon birthed state churches aligned with princes and kings, as in the case of the Lutheran Church in Germany and the Church of England under Henry VIII. What began as movements of conscience were redirected toward the consolidation of regional power.

We return to the teachings of Christ unburdened by empire, remembering that he walked among fishermen and tax collectors, speaking of a Kingdom not built of gold but of justice, mercy, and love. We return to the wisdom of the Druids, who knew that the land speaks, that every tree holds a story, and that holiness is not found in dominion, but in relationship.

A Reckoning and a Restoration

This project is both a reckoning and a restoration, but it is not an attempt to resurrect a lost religion or to found a new one. Rather, it is the fruit of decades of exploration, practice, and study. We offer the path we have found, not as the path, but as our path. One grown from our lived experience, our sacred encounters, and our commitment to a faith rooted in presence, not prescription.

We hope it resonates with those who, like us, have long wandered in search of something that feels like home. And even for those who do not walk this path with us, we hope our stories, prayers, and theology might serve as inspiration for the path they must forge for themselves.

For us, theology is not about being right, it is the poetry that best expresses the moment we live in: our history, our spirituality, our hope. From the ruins of empire, we are not building a new dominion, but planting a grove.

Not another hierarchy, but a living faith, shaped by those who walk it.

It is an act of remembrance and an act of creation, a weaving of the old and the new into something resilient, something sacred, something free.

The Call of the Oak

If you are reading this, then you have already heard the call. The wind through the trees. The whisper of something more.

Perhaps you have long sought a faith that feels like home. Perhaps you have been told there is no place for you in Christianity because you refuse to bow to its emperors. Perhaps you have been wandering, carrying pieces of different traditions, unsure of how they fit together.

Here, in the Oak Church, they do not need to fit neatly. They only need to grow.

This is a project for the seekers, the heretics, the mystics, the poets. For those who have heard the Gospel in the song of the wren and felt the presence of Christ in the turning of the year.

For those who know that faith is not submission, but the courage to walk a path that is uncertain, ever-changing, yet deeply, undeniably true.

The acorn is planted.

The roots are stretching deep.

The Oak Church is rising.