Finished ritual space pics:
- Full view
- South marker (rose quartz)
- Summer solstice sunrise marker (obsidian)
- North marker (basalt)
Entrance marks summer solstice sunset, and you may be able to make out the winter solstice markers in the big pic.
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Does anyone happen to have pointed to a place for discussion of spirituality/pagan stuff (something like a Discord server would be ideal) that might be a good place to discuss matters relating to how to run a small/medium-sized seasonal gathering group? I think it's time I stopped trying to doing this stuff entirely on my own. ;)
(Feel free to boost)
(And yes Indi, way to project lots of confidence less than a week before the Samhain gathering. XD)
I'm forming connections to the land here, that remind me of my connections to the land there, which will probably always be very strong. It makes me yearn to be there, while at the same time, very happy with what I'm doing. It's strange.
That makes it two things, at the same time: What I feared might be a very emotionally difficult result oft hat trip, and what I hoped might be a very emotionally fulfilling result of the trip.
Sooo.... yaaay...?
Today, the New Mexico Feels hit all at once. Took longer than I expected, and manifested differently too.
Over the weekend I worked a lot on the yard, finally getting the stone circle int he back to a point where, it's not done, but I can see 'done' from here.
Today, standing outside the hardware store, heading to get more stuff for that project, I was struck by this strange feeling of... not-quite-deja-vu, but... connectedness, home-ness. A feel that being _here_ was like being _there_.
Woohoo, finally, after over a year, the backyard has not an overgrown, plastic-covered embarrassment, but some Proper Ritual Space! https://awoo.space/media/CKqJkl3xuwV1VCrloW8
It's been almost a year since I've been unable to stop myself from playing a Steam game at work (Stardew Valley, of course). But Opus Magnum destroyed my productivity yesterday, and the only reason it's not doing so today is I can't get Steam to sync the saves correctly.
Structural integrity improved, guard dino reunited with boyfriend, reading material acquired. All is well.
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I'm out of practice at this. Hopefully my fearsome guard dino will make up for any structural deficiencies.
Just in case anyone thought that was metaphorical:
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My workday was very frustrating. Time to hide in a blanket fort. #PlushieLife
The Craft Sequence (books)
The phrase "Divine phylogeny recapitulates ontology" just popped into my head when talking about some spirituality topics and DANG that sounds like something someone from that universe would say.
(important ref: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Recapitulation_theory)
MH (-/?)
Yay, out-of-nowhere anxiety attack. >.<
So does anyone else have a thing when their anxiety is spiking and hearing "everything is okay" makes things feel worse because you're NOT okay and you're part of "everything"?
I dunno if this is some sort of spectrumy literal-mindedness thing or what but it sucks. Makes me lash out at people who I ordinarily like who are trying to help me and ugh. :(
For indigenous people's day: tool for north americans to find out whose land they're living on, with links.
Tree Death
I feel like all we can do now is remember them well. We'll be keeping the wood. They deserve better than to be carted off and mulched or something. I'm going to get better at carving, so we'll always have something of them around. And we'll be remembering them at our offering fires for a long time to come, I hope.
And the stump is staying, if I have anything to say about it. One never knows what can regrow from those.
I hope all that is enough. I wish I'd been able to do more.
Tree Death
The wind on Friday broke some of their branches, which fell and knocked out power to the house. Everyone else is fine (electrician bill aside) but it seems like it's definitely time, now.
I feel pretty terrible. They deserved better. It's not even a good place for a birch tree. They should be in woods, near running water. Someone 66 years ago thought their yard needed a big impressive tree, and now this. I wish any number of folks had known better how to handle them, us included.
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