It has been ages since I’ve posted an update, and if feels longer still. As I write this, I am super duper groggy and guzzling iced coffee like mad. This might end up a bit jumbled, so please bear with me. For those following along: I sort of dropped the daily vlog part of the… Continue reading October Check In
I miss you. I know I begged you to take me deeper into your mysteries. I can’t, and won’t, fault you for doing as I asked. I’m not sorry at the things I’ve discovered, about you, about myself, about us. I know that my missing you is as much my own doing as yours —… Continue reading A Love Letter
I woke up this morning exhausted from the working last night. I forget, every year, that the energy work is a Real Thing that has Real Consequences, and I was groggy like I'd been up for days. I lazed in bed with Corb for a bit, which was awesome. (He was supposed to be helping… Continue reading What in the actual fuck.
Depending on where I am in my cycle, my mind can be a very exhausting place to be. My goals for today included: work on a short course I'm taking, getting a blog post written, and getting the last bits of the info I need gathered in one place so I can actually get my… Continue reading Take A Walk With Me
With the set up of the extended shrine space, I've turned my mind toward offerings to Vishnu-without-Poseidon, Lakshmi, Durga, and Ganesh. I'm still at a wordless offering place -- incense, and non-verbal touching in. Part of that is the offerings happen first thing in the morning, and I'm not a person who words easily first… Continue reading Offerings to Vishnu, ADF babble, and a Tarot video!
Depression is an asshole. On this, I think we can all agree. I've written before about how of the power-duo that is depression and anxiety, anxiety is the more active in me, but depression is pervasive, and it is tenacious, and it is sneaky as fuck. It is the root of the belief that I… Continue reading Shattered
2015 was like 2014 in that it's been a year of minimal devotional activity. (Minimalistic? Simple? Simple.) It's been a year of simple devotional activity. My planned calendar looks a lot more impressive than how it actually pans out. Most of my days for Poseidon (which, to be frank, are the only one that I'm… Continue reading Well, I’ve taken yet one more step. Happy Poseidea, my Beloved.
This is a common refrain here on my blog, but I think it's important. Once upon a time, when I was a baby pagan, I was in awe of the people who'd been doing things for what seemed like a long time, who seemed to have their shit together. With experience under my belt, I… Continue reading Keeping It Real: Insecurities.
This post of Columbine's over at the Treasurey of Apollon, has my thoughts a-turning. You should definitely read that post, as well. So, I veil. I veil for a number of reasons that all come back to "Poseidon asked me to." My default style these days is a tichel tied like kerchief, with the middle… Continue reading On veiling and fears
So, I'm not all that good right now. It's a number of things (retailhell season, anniversary of my grandmother's death which generally make me think of them both as they were good enough to die in the same year and also because, hey, we buried her on my grandfather's birthday--HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIPPY, LOOK WHAT WE… Continue reading I am held.