I've known for years that I was meant to work in a service-oriented position. In elementary school I thought that meant being a teacher. In high school, I waffled between psychology and music education. As an undergraduate student, I landed squarely on the side of psychology, in a tiny corner called "counseling". The funny thing … Continue reading Carrying Their Light, Every Day
A prayer I wrote to my gods recently, as I commuted to my internship site. Feel free to adapt for your own use with your own gods and ancestors. O Father mine, unlock the doors of my heart and mind that I may walk fully with others. O Mother mine, place your fire in my … Continue reading A Prayer.
So it has been eight years since my RPD. I remember back when I became Kemetic Orthodox, and I wondered what it would feel like to have been a part of something for eight years. I submitted my application for the Beginners' course just before I turned eighteen; at that point, the only thing I'd … Continue reading Eight.
... I sat breathlessly in the shrine at Tawy, barely able to watch as Hemet (AUS) - who I had only just met, then - cast handfuls of shells into a tray. I was anxious - I had been overwhelmed, strangely, by my Akhu reading. Partly because the deities who were associated with that reading … Continue reading Five years ago…
I know we already have a myth for why the sunrise is so colorful, but I choose to believe this as well: When the sun rises, and the uncreated lays bleeding on the horizon, broken and defeated by the Son of Nut, Ra and His daughter move into the sky, and She dances. She touches … Continue reading