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Beginning Again

I have always read about people going through a spiritual crisis, and “beginning again” so to speak, and I have all the wrong (for me anyway) kinds of experience with beginning again.

I have been into and “practicing” paganism, and other such things since about 206-2007, for reference, I was about 13-14 at the time. As you probably already guessed, my religious experiences have been a little crazy over time, and have grown with me.

A few attitudes, that had a very negative impact on me had a lot to do with my age, and people my age. While I understand the general sentiment, it was very damaging to me at the time, and my anxiety only made it worse. Just picture it for a moment a young impressionable girl being mostly raised by a manipulative and emotionally abusive father (though not only, mom was too busy working to pay off his medical bills), and an already developing case of anxiety, being told, “your to young and immature to be looking into this kinds of stuff” and other such things. I totally get the issues with laws and minors, however all the looking into stuff I did was with the full knowledge and consent from my mother.

Due to that attitude, I spent the next several years floating in an indecisive abyss. I hopped back and forth between religions, never promising them anything or making commitments, just honoring them historically.

I kept wondering, “Am I old enough yet? Mature enough to make this kind of decision?”. Which are both, rather unfortunate things, to feel pressured to answer. Who gets to decide who is old enough/Mature enough to pick a religion that fits them? (Besides, some of the people I respect the most, aren’t all that much older than me. A bit yes, but not a lot.)

Now, from the very beginning I felt at home with the Gods and Goddesses of Egypt,and have floundered a little, but as of now I am very happy to be on the right track again. No the doubts not gone, nor will it ever be, but I am happy with were I am.

Beginning my journey again, this time with a little more perspective, and a little wiser (not a lot though haha). Heres to many more joyous years, wading through the molasses of doubt to continue on.

 
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Posted by on July 26, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

Senut

Senut
Awhile ago, I decided to strip myself down to bare bones and give myself some breathing room, I took all shrines down, and put all my books away,and did somthing akin to slacker paganism ( if your in a spiritual rut google this it’s amazing). All I have done for months upon months is, meditate, journal, ground center cleanse, do basic energy and such, recently I have gotten into working with dragons and such, and slowly easing myself back into religion one toe at a time. Now as it stands I a kemetic, who dabbles in lots of things (see dragons for example). I am also a member of HON. While I don’t agree with everything (that is to be expected everyone varies a little) I like the community and the people I have had the pleasure of talking with.

Anyway the point is, I have been getting back into the community and talking with people and trying to make it to chats. And today I finally bucked up despite my worry, and performed senut for the first time in a really really long time. It felt really good, to finally do it after so long.

Another thing is, after about 7 years having an account at HON, I have reached a point where I feel I am ready to do the RPD, I sent an email today, to discuss a few things first, but overall, I feel really happy about the direction I’m heading :).

(Btw for those curious, I am Yami_Ranpu over there/ MeLyssa, I see both so I dunno)

 
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Posted by on July 23, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

Forgotten ones/unknown ones

You know after a recent convo with L.O.F, I kind of feel bad. Every so often, she will reach out, and attempt contact with a human, only to be mistaken for someone else, whose myths have been written down for ages. I was obviously guilty of this at first. And then she withdraws back into her sphere of the astral, for a time. Though I haven’t talked directly to her family, or those who fall in her….”Pantheon”(cant think of a better word). Aren’t all that interested, in humanity right now. Hmmm, I get the feeling I’m only lucky because I recognized L.O.F, Finally as being someone not known…So they tolerate me right now, since I want to get to know them, as them, and not mistake them for someone else. They are particularly distant ATM, with L.O.F missing and all.

Well….that post took a rather weird turn.

 

Frustration reaching maximum levels

So, apartment hunting isn’t going very well. How do they expect me to pay that and still afford to go college, like What The Fuck state. Add on that I absolutely refuse to live on campus, I trust no one, and have extreme, issues with personal space and people screwing with my shit. ( like supper testy issues) so off campus for me, and like ugh!

Add to that, I’m probably gonna have to deffer a semester anyway, and work my ass off to afford to move anyway.

So in the end I’m stuck In my current situation, until I can afford to leave it, great. Just fucking great.

The plus side, is I have an interview today at 330 so, yay! Now just have to explain to him, why I’m taking a semester off, with out him blowing a blood vessel…

Can I return to childhood, being an adult sucks more ass then I ever thought it would.

 
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Posted by on July 3, 2014 in personal

 

Random and semi personal

Whenever I read posts about people who started to dabble in paganism type things at like 12 or 11, I generally think wow that seems kinda young. Then I have to remind myself that’s exactly the age I started 9-10 years of this and it still feels like I know absolutely nothing. The joys of life.

 
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Posted by on June 5, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

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Dream 12/09/13

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This dream was very bizarre , and so different from the rest of my dreams, that I felt it bore merit to post here. Now before I begin, I will warn you that it has some disturbing graphic descriptions of dead birds. Anyway here we go.

It started out very typical, very random and disorganized like my regular dreams tend to. I was in my living room and my house, drinking tea with a few people, when the lights go out, and suddenly I am in the middle of a forest by myself. Suddenly the dream is sharper more focused, everything is so much more vivid then 2 seconds ago.

I look around and see a big king sized bed, with ornate bedding and a canopy to boot. A weird, and stereotypical, weariness takes hold of my bones, and I feel like I’ve been drugged. Before I can think too hard about laying down, a man suddenly appears next to me, or was he there all along? I’m not sure.

I look at him, and I cant remember what he looked like beyond he was taller than me, and I had an immense sense of familiarity when looking at him. I trusted him, he was familiar to me even if I didn’t know how.

He was looking up at something very angrily so I glanced up and felt a gasp catch in my throat. There strung up above the bed was a giant cage, that was split in half. the bottom half was filled with live birds that looked like a cross between a chicken and a peacock. They were all running around the caged, trying to escape and leave.

It was the top half that had me so shocked though. There dangling by twine at the top of the cage were several mutilated bodies of the same chicken-type bird. some had their heads ripped off, but still dangling, barley attached by a nerve or something, others had their stomach’s sliced open and their insides dangling down towards the bottom. at the grate that separated the two were, body parts both inside and out, and blood, a strange orange color dripped down towards the live birds.
Suddenly the man I’m with grabs me roughly by my arm and turns me towards him.

“Did you lay down?” he demands, his voice rough with anger. Confusion, and still lingering disgust prevents me from answering him right away, so he repeats himself, while gripping my arm tighter. Still confused, but now a little angry I finally answer him.

“no” I shout, as I yank my arm away from him.

“Good” he says, sounding only slightly relieved. “Otherwise you really would be dead.”

“Well I wouldn’t even be here if not for -something-” I say, a little crossly. I turn back towards the direction I had been going, before the I saw the bed. unfortunately, dangling from all the tree limbs were more dead and mutilated birds. Sighing, I clenched my teeth as I pushed my way through the birds, and down the path. After walking a little ways, we come upon a clearing, and for a second time that day I am stopped in a mixture of shock and horror.

There in the middle of the clearing is a giant version of the birds we saw up till now. She (and I am only guessing at that) was a light pink almost white color, which only served to emphasis the blood streaming from her chest. She was laid out on her back, with her wings spread wide and her chest sliced down the middle, and the skin was pulled slightly to reveal her ribcage.
I was enraged, how dare they do this to her. I was so angry that I woke myself up.

My thoughts on this are, those weird birds were like guardians of the forest I was in, and someone was going around killing them and using them in spells/curses. Also I get the feeling the biggest one at the end was the one I was their to see, or was the reason I was their based on my reaction to her death.

 

 

 
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Posted by on January 26, 2014 in Dreams

 

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Divination Decks

Just a random update from my phone as I laze about at 2 am after work. I bout this deck not too long ago at Barnes and nobles because I loved the artwork.
However upon returning home and reading about the interpretations an suggestions on how to read it ect. It seemed too… Love light and happy with no negativity to speak of. Now it’s not a tarot deck, so I don’t know if that has anything to do with it or not.

Anyway I was musing as I was working with the deck to get to know the deck spirit and I got the impression that if the card turns out to be upside down (turning them over sideways not from bottom) that that could mean the opposite of the positive love light and stuff description.
I was think it might work especially cause there is a caption on the bottom of the card that’s a shortened version of the booklets.

I dunno I thought it might work, but then again it might just be because its my first divination type anything and I’m just a n00b lol. I dunno.

Thoughts anyone?

 
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Posted by on August 15, 2013 in Divination, fluffy

 

Hello

Hi some of you might know me as yami_ranpu over at ecauldron:). But here I am to start bloging about my spiritual path Which I’ve named the snow covered path. The reason for that will hopefully become clear throughout my posts:).

 
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Posted by on December 17, 2012 in Uncategorized

 
 
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