Somehow, suddenly, I looked up and most of October had passed without a peep from me. Whoops. Unfortunately, work and family became the main demands in my life for a little while. But things are tentatively easing up a bit, so here I am, tiptoing back to the good ol' blogosphere. Recall, if you will, … Continue reading Spirituality in Stasis
When I came home from a short tour of the school where I am doing my graduate studies, I found my family stowing all of our belongings on the 2nd floor. We live in an area that floods whenever it rains, and we had been ordered to evacuate by the next evening. Hurricane Irene was … Continue reading One Small Green Bag.
I went into my shrine last night, expecting the same old routine - I greet my Gods, They greet me, we get on with some ritual, have a nice chat, and then I pack up and go home. Usually They are quietly pleased to see me, and the shrine is a peaceful space of contemplation. … Continue reading Unexpected Attitudes
Last summer, I became a priest. Not ordained clergy as most would understand it, but a servant of the Gods in the ritual sense; kind of like a deacon. This was the first rite of passage that really filled me with apprehension. Leading up to my training I was excited, I was anxious. I wanted … Continue reading Episode 23: Initiations: W’ab priesthood
I'm working on a write-up of how being trained as a w'ab priest has changed my outlook and daily life, but I got a little side-tracked in the process and wanted to give those sideways thoughts voice too. (Some context: In Kemetic Orthodoxy, a w'ab priest is a lay priest who is responsible for performing … Continue reading Meditations on Priesthood.
It's hard to find interesting things to write about when the extraordinary is a part of my daily life. Sometimes I wish I could stop and take my experiences a little less for granted, because then I might feel a little less cynical. When I first stumbled across Kemetic Orthodoxy I had already been interacting … Continue reading …It’s Tuesday?
There are days, and then there are days. Most days I go about my business until around 7:30 or 8 pm, then hop in the shower, and then tend to the shrine. Some days, though, I find every molecule in my body balking. These are the days when I have fought against every possible unpleasantness … Continue reading Why, God, Why?