Tag Archive | goddess

Hecate puppet urges

These are the ones I’ve already made:

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This is Lady Olivia – one of the founders of the Fellowship of Isis, she couldn’t be at one of our Heirophant consecrations so she came and read the Manifesto.

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This is my Brighid puppet

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I’m getting the urge to make puppets again. This time it’s Hecate and I’ve ordered beads from Oriental Trading Company’s bead store because they have good hand blown glass beads for what I want to do.

Now I just need to get some black material and some felt and go from there. I already have mixed gray yarn for hair and I need to make her dogs out of felt. Then I will see what I need to do from there.

I used to make hand puppets all the time when I was at camp and I have no images of those but they are fun and easy and only need basic embroidery skills so kids can do them.

Flameshift

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Brighid watch over us

May your flame light our way

Through the night

Through the storms

Through our tears

May your waters sooth and heal

Heal our hearts,

Heal our bodies,

Heal our minds.

May your forge make us strong

Strong enough to fight what needs to be fought

Strong enough to accept what can’t be

Strong enough to stand under the burdens we accept

Brighid, we burn your flame

We drink from your well

We are strong when we are weak because we have your blessing

We drink from your well to be healed

We walk in the mist following your footsteps.

We carry your flame with us and give to all who need it.

Brighid, we are your flames in the world.

Kat

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Goddess of the Day fallout

If you have been following my blog for the last few months, you can see I’ve been putting up a Goddess of the Day post. Sometimes it’s famous people I admire. Sometimes it’s a statue I like, sometimes it’s people I love because as far as I’m concerned all women, of all ages are goddesses.

I’ve been doing it on my Facebook page too and I’ve gotten a lot of feedback, all good from pagan friends and a lot of my Christian friend too except for a couple. Those few haven’t said anything but they seem to feel they need to combat my evil influence on their News Feed because within five minutes of the Goddess of the Day being posted they start putting up Jesus posts. I’m not sure if this is directed at me or if they don’t understand how the News Feed works. I’m not sure they know that the stuff I post appears on their News Feed but unless you reply or “like” something it doesn’t appear on your friends pages unless they are also a friend because, hevens forbid, your friends might find out you know a pagan.

I tested it on the ones that do it and even if I vary the time, if they are home, it appears like clockwork.  This morning it was a picture of Jesus on someone’s front lawn beckoning to come in.  Because of who they are if I hide their posts I might miss something else that I need to know but sometimes it’s amusing and sometimes I just want to say, “Enough! If I wanted to be a Christian, I never would have high tailed it out of there.”

Once you leave the fold some people are convinced you know nothing about Christianity, like you have a had a mind wipe so if I quote scripture back at them, they freak out. Seriously??  I had over 20 years of Presbyterian Sunday School starting at 2 years of age. And Presbyterians emphasize critical thinking about topics. That used to get me in a lot of trouble until I questioned myself write out of there. Want to piss off someone Bible thumping and then telling you even the devil can quote scripture? Tell them they are quoting Shakespeare’s “Merchant of Venice Act I Scene 3” and watch them sputter. It’s great fun.

Anyway, for the moment I’m amused, but now that I’ve tested my theory, I’m getting a bit annoyed and may hide them anyway.

Flameshift

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Every day and every night that I say the geneology of Brighid
I shall not be killed
I shall not be harmed
I shall not be put into a cell
I shall not be wounded

No fire, no sun, no moon shall burn me
No lake, no water, no sea shall drown me.

For I am the child of Poetry,
Poetry, child of Reflection,
Reflection, child of Meditation,
Meditation, child of Lore,
Lore, child of Research,
Research, child of Great Knowledge,
Great Knowledge, child of Intelligence,
Intelligence, child of Comprehension,
Comprehension, child of Wisdom,
Wisdom, child of Brighid.
Carmina Gaedelica edited by Lunea Weatherstone

May my words be as considered as poetry,
May I reflect on all I do or say,
May I meditate on those things important spiritually
May I seek to know more of the lore
May I research what I am curious about and what will enable me to grow
May I seek to know great knowledge,
May I acknowledge the intelligence of others
May I comprehend what I seek to learn and apply those lessons
May I know that seeking wisdom is not the same as being wise.
May I be a child of Brighid.

SelfBlessing is by me

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Brighid, bean-oirdheirc
Lasrach grad
Fetaim lasrach soillse
Thoir cuireadh sinne
ris a’ bheatha
mhaireannach`

Brighid, Sublime Woman
Quick flame
Long may you burn bright!
You give us the invitation
to life everlasting

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BunniHotep helps Yemaya

Once upon a time there was a small rabbit goddess named BunniHotep. Occasionally she liked to go down to the seaside and sit on the sand and watch the waves come in. One day she had been sitting there for sometime and was actually becoming a bit bored when she saw a woman walking down the beach.

BunniHotep watched her walk slowly toward her and waited. The woman was a beautiful shade of dark brown and her lively hair was even darker, the colour of rich beautiful Nile mud and she walked with a queenly stride but she also seemed to be very sad. Her lovely brown eyes seem to hold the woes of the world in them and it weighed heavily upon her. She came up to BunniHoTep and sank gracefully down beside her.

In a low quiet voice she asked BunniHoTep, “Are you the one who finds things?” She sighed and fell silent.

BunniHoTep looked at her a moment and replied, “Yes, that is what I do if it is needed. Did you lose something important?”

The woman replied, “Oh yes, I have lost something very important but not something I necessarily want to find.”

BunniHotep was confused, “What can I do if you don’t really want to find what you have lost?”

The woman paused, “Maybe I had better tell you my story. Have you the time to listen?”

“I always have time to listen,” BunniHotep said and she sat waiting with her ears up and ready.

“My name is Yemaya and I am the goddess of the ocean as well as of people’s hearts and I make the sea salty so it is like the blood that flows in each of us but I make it salty with my tears and I don’t want to cry anymore.”

BunniHoTep nodded, “I can understand that but what do you want me to find? Your sadness? I don’t think I can do that even if you really wanted me too. Isn’t there another way?”

“That is why I came to you, Isis told me long ago how clever you were at puzzles and finding things. I am so tired I can no longer think so do you think you can help me find a way to keep the sea salty and no longer cry and still help my people?”

BunniHoTep was quiet for quite awhile. She stared at the ocean and she knew the life there would start to die if she didn’t do something soon. And then she thought of something in her Temple that was just sitting there doing nothing.

“Ah Ha!” She said, I have just the thing. Wait right here!” And she hopped away as fast as she could for there was no time to waste!

She got to her Temple and asked one of her priestesses to get the object from the offering storeroom and to please carry it back for her while she hopped quickly back.

The priestess came running, breathing heavily over the sand because running across hot sand is hard work.

“I have it!” the Priestess said. She was carrying a large box with a funnel on top and a large handle and a big drawer on the bottom.

“Please set it down and stand back, please.” BunniHoTep motioned for Yemaya to move closer. “I think this will fix the problem. This is a special object. It makes salt. All you have to do is once a day, turn the handle and take what is in the box and spread it across the water. That way you make the sea salty and only cry for people if you feel the need to not because you have to do it.” BunniHoTep stepped back and let her try it.

Yemaya turned the crank slowly and then faster. She went and spread the salt from the drawer across the tide after she had ground a bit.

“Oh, BunniHoTep, Isis was right you are a clever and loving rabbit. I will always treasure this. Thank you!” And she placed a kiss on the forehead Isis loved to kiss. She gave her a quick stroke across her fur and picked up her new treasure and walked back down the beach like the goddess she was.

BunniHotep and the Priestess walked back to the Temple to share a few nice carrots and a cup of tea.

From my silly brain and the Lapin Archives