Monday, January 30, 2012
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Pastor Thinks I am Evil......
I think the number one new career in this country is to become a pastor. Not a priest mind you, a "cast out your Demons" pastor. Maybe its the money?
So Son of Pastor gets me in the corridor at work and starts questioning the validity of my faith.
So Son of Pastor gets me in the corridor at work and starts questioning the validity of my faith.
" Who do you pray to?"
" The Gods"
"Do they answer you?"
"Yes"
"Is your life in turmoil since you stopped going to church?"
"Actually, its been a lot better since I stopped going to Church and started searching for Spirituality in myself."
Son of Pastor winces at this one. "Have you given yourself to God?"
"Given.......I never removed myself...what's there to give?"
You know, the whole problem of this "Wicca is evil " thing is that people just need to be educated about it and stop worrying about the lies and misinformation that others tell them. You would never think that the priest / pastor would lie.
But they do, from our point of view of course. Reality is relative, and not because a spiritual person of another faith tells you something is evil it means he is correct. He, like everyone else has been misinformed.
Google the damn thing and get other opinions.
There are always three sides to a story, the trick is to find the third side.
Blessed Be
Blessed Be
And I too young to know this plight
Did wander round in restless night
His walls which kept me in.
I'd push until I could push no more
Rebelious and stifled
at Saturn's door
my mind will be trapped my emotions sore
My inner self just screaming
And Saturn taunted me
He teased me
Every where I turn to escape
Like some dreaded warden
he'd show me the bars which stopped
and blocked and limited my flight.
I'd befriended the aura of Venus fair
And so Saturn hated her there
He'd block and bar my lady fair
from showing me more minds
In my limited darkness I'd be in pain
bewildered and hopeless
and almost insane
the boundaries around me I pushed in vain.
And Venus would try to save me.
She'd send me gifts
and Saturn would block them.
Relationships and wealth were not to be mine.
He showed me their limits all of the time.
But Venus, being of quick mind
whispered a plan to me
We'd do a spell to push Saturn back
Enlist the help of Jupiter of expansive energies.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Hestia
Hestia is a little known goddess of Greek Mythology. She happens to be my focus now. Daily invoking her energies, I hope to be able to fast forward the process of finding us a home.
Hestia is the behind the scenes person. She is balance and stability. She is the patron goddess of the home fires and the hearth, the one who keeps things comfortable for the family. She is the wise woman, the quiet knowledgeble support for all who reside under her roof. The perfect goddess for the home maker.
I hope, that focusing on Hestia, I will prepare to recieve our new home in the time that we need it. Really, this experience has made me realize how important it is to my kids to have their own space.
I created this little chant to use in my ritual:
For calm by day and rest by night
A home I seek from thee.
I ask oh Hestia
Lead us to a place of
Sanctuary.
A home of our own
And peace of mind
for happy family
And it harm none, so mote it be.
My next task will be to paint my own version of Hestia, which I will keep to hang over the entrance to my apartment when I get it. Lets see how this goes before I post it in the Godopeadia.
Hestia is the behind the scenes person. She is balance and stability. She is the patron goddess of the home fires and the hearth, the one who keeps things comfortable for the family. She is the wise woman, the quiet knowledgeble support for all who reside under her roof. The perfect goddess for the home maker.
I hope, that focusing on Hestia, I will prepare to recieve our new home in the time that we need it. Really, this experience has made me realize how important it is to my kids to have their own space.
I created this little chant to use in my ritual:
For calm by day and rest by night
A home I seek from thee.
I ask oh Hestia
Lead us to a place of
Sanctuary.
A home of our own
And peace of mind
for happy family
And it harm none, so mote it be.
My next task will be to paint my own version of Hestia, which I will keep to hang over the entrance to my apartment when I get it. Lets see how this goes before I post it in the Godopeadia.
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