[TL;DR: I'm retiring the name Poseidon in association with my Beloved. I'm retiring names entirely. Wanting to be respectful to traditions and cultures that are tied to Poseidon, and to other Named Beings is only part of the reason, and if I'm being honest, a small part of the reason. Mostly, it's getting in my … Continue reading This is not surrender.
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
shameless plug: Patreon supporters gain access to my blog posts before the rest of the world does. There's some other perks you might want to check out, too. I have a habit of holding things inside. You might not guess that, based on how transparent I strive to be with what I share here. … Continue reading Holding things in, Letting them out.
Funny thing happened. I decided that I would mark Matsya’s birthday this coming March. Why Matsya’s birthday? As I touched upon in my last post, partially as a sign of getting over myself already. It’s been over two years since “Hey, maybe also Vishnu?” was dropped on me, and while I’ve converted the shrine I’ve … Continue reading Well Hello, Beloved.
I stand before the shrine, the house quiet around me. The cold clings to be from an hour spent outside in near-freezing temperatures, waiting for a cab to bring me home. The house is asleep -- the cats doze on the couch, Corbie is tucked into bed with Beth. A half day on the job … Continue reading I miss You.
Well, about me and my ego and my attachment to being 'Poseidon's', and the fun with Names, and pigeon-holing Powers, and, you know. Stuff. No big.
Months ago at this point, I switched around the shrine I have for Poseidon. (I never feel like I get this particular phrasing down. I host this shrine for Poseidon. Is it my shrine for Poseidon? Is it Poseidon's shrine? Most properly, it is O/our space, but then that always feels weird, phrasing it that … Continue reading I am like a child, rather than a mature devotee.
Twenty years. I've been at this whole involved-with-gods thing for twenty years at this point, tending a shrine space just a wee bit less. You'd be forgiven if you thought that by know I'd have some of this shit down. This week, some things came together. One: I had some time on my hands to … Continue reading Might I offer You some tea?
Am I invested in this feeling of discord? Have I allowed this to move in, to define my relationships? I light the incense, I stand before the shrine. It's pleasing to look at, this space that was once mine yet now feels cut off from me. I feel like a visitor, venturing to a place … Continue reading Vishnu-with-Poseidon, or: the struggle is real.
I made more things! Poseidon of the Ponds is the second volume in my Poseidon Liturgical Year project. It can be read alone, or as part of the series. In this volume, I write about the ritual I hold for Him, honoring my Beloved, along with others I call the Rainmakers, during what is for us … Continue reading Poseidon of the Ponds