Paganism and Pomegranates
I've been dealing with lingering feelings of dissatisfaction lately in regards to my patron (or lack thereof) and my job.
With Samhain approaching Hilary and I decided that Thursday night would be a good time to light some incense, make some offerings and do some divination.
Honestly what it boiled down to is that I needed help. Now that I feel as though I finally fixed my home life, it's time to turn my attention to my religious and professional lives. Home is important and it needs to be stable before I can move on. But I was starting to feel like I was stagnating a LOT.
So we cleared out the living room, put some fresh flowers on the household altar and made with the cleansing and the toasting. The cats helped by sitting guard -- Rowen looking over Hilary's shoulder and Rune peeking out from behind my back.
Hilary cast her pewter runes for me and the outlook was mor positive than I could have hoped. It seems I have all the knowledge and the tools, I just need to be looking for an opportunity and be strong enough to take it when it comes. I can't go back to old ways and habits. This means that my time as an acolyte with the Morrigan is pretty much over, I think. Sad. I thought the triquetra tattoo would help me rededicate to her but instead it seems it is to be my reward and badge of honor for serving her and coming out the other side a better person. Still something to be proud of, to be sure. She isn't an easy goddess at ALL and many have given up. Still, I will miss her and I will miss the time spent and look back on it fondly. I think it also means that when this job is over it's time for a career focus change. No more office admin work for me. It's too easy and I get too inclined to slack off (like oh, say, NOW-ish). I'm not sure where my path is going but I think it's going to be more intense. Rune (the cat) assisted in this reading by standing on the Wyrd rune (after it had been pulled and flipped) and chirping happily.
After toasting and thanking it was time for me to fire up my tarot. I had to go through two deck before I found one that wanted to talk.
I won't go in to what the cards said, but the night ended with Hilary and I meditatively eating a pomegranate, finishing the cidar in toasts and then me squeezing my half of the pomegranate over the balcony in offering, red juice running down my hand and arm and giggling maniacally. The offering was punctuated with a pouring of rum.
There really is something meditative about picking the seeds out of a pomegranate and eating them. It's something wonderfully decadent and juicy and wasteful and messy and wonderful.
It was an excellent little ritual that left me feeling drained but really satisfied.
Everything is good, I have all the tools, I just need to be aware, be open and be happy.
With Samhain approaching Hilary and I decided that Thursday night would be a good time to light some incense, make some offerings and do some divination.
Honestly what it boiled down to is that I needed help. Now that I feel as though I finally fixed my home life, it's time to turn my attention to my religious and professional lives. Home is important and it needs to be stable before I can move on. But I was starting to feel like I was stagnating a LOT.
So we cleared out the living room, put some fresh flowers on the household altar and made with the cleansing and the toasting. The cats helped by sitting guard -- Rowen looking over Hilary's shoulder and Rune peeking out from behind my back.
Hilary cast her pewter runes for me and the outlook was mor positive than I could have hoped. It seems I have all the knowledge and the tools, I just need to be looking for an opportunity and be strong enough to take it when it comes. I can't go back to old ways and habits. This means that my time as an acolyte with the Morrigan is pretty much over, I think. Sad. I thought the triquetra tattoo would help me rededicate to her but instead it seems it is to be my reward and badge of honor for serving her and coming out the other side a better person. Still something to be proud of, to be sure. She isn't an easy goddess at ALL and many have given up. Still, I will miss her and I will miss the time spent and look back on it fondly. I think it also means that when this job is over it's time for a career focus change. No more office admin work for me. It's too easy and I get too inclined to slack off (like oh, say, NOW-ish). I'm not sure where my path is going but I think it's going to be more intense. Rune (the cat) assisted in this reading by standing on the Wyrd rune (after it had been pulled and flipped) and chirping happily.
After toasting and thanking it was time for me to fire up my tarot. I had to go through two deck before I found one that wanted to talk.
I won't go in to what the cards said, but the night ended with Hilary and I meditatively eating a pomegranate, finishing the cidar in toasts and then me squeezing my half of the pomegranate over the balcony in offering, red juice running down my hand and arm and giggling maniacally. The offering was punctuated with a pouring of rum.
There really is something meditative about picking the seeds out of a pomegranate and eating them. It's something wonderfully decadent and juicy and wasteful and messy and wonderful.
It was an excellent little ritual that left me feeling drained but really satisfied.
Everything is good, I have all the tools, I just need to be aware, be open and be happy.