written: April 19
Photo 384/1001
I was so seriously tempted to buy this. I may have to go back and
get it. And you know, WHEN I do, this purdy boy WILL come with me to
watch the new Godzilla movie when it comes out in theaters! ::laughs::
I think that would be the perfect addition to my “early graduation
present” to myself. Then I can honestly tell David that I did not go to
the movies alone. ::chuckles::
I had a fun morning at the F. Library. And no after school program
today or Monday. ::smiles:: So I took Josey for a walk and did a
Wal-Mart run.
Then it was off to Hazel’s place for our ritual. And you know it’s a
good ritual when you come home and your husband asks you “Is that
blood?”
It was to mark my transition officially from Maiden to Warrior.
Traditionally, the Goddess is seen in triple form as Maiden, Mother, and
Crone. But seeing as how I am not going to be a biological mother (got
my tubes tied and an ablation, so no babies for me), the Mother aspect
doesn’t resonate with me. So I’m going with Warrior or Battle Maiden or
something more along those lines. Hazel and her youngest son did my
face paint. It was cute that Sebby wanted to help (he’s like 3 years
old).
After that we made some Red Fast Luck Oil. Hazel ended up spilling
some of the Alkanet root and felt awful about it. ::chuckles:: I told
her not to worry. It’s a big bag and we only use a tiny bit for the
oil. I ended up tossing it on the fire, as an offering to each of the
directions to help make our oil that much stronger. After that, we just
hung out. A cool thing – we had an owl fly overhead.
But I’ve since learned that me and wine just do not mix. I only had
two glasses, but man, I was so nauseous by the time I got home. It just
kind of soured the whole experience. Plus, we were doing this out in
front of her house, so super public. I dunno, I just didn’t connect
very deeply with the ritual.
Hazel did send me this photo of the altar as well (as I forgot to take a photo of it):
The rose is from my rosebush.
Oh, and just to clarify. No that is no blood. And no that is not
mushed strawberries. It’s a red pigment used by Hindu women (Hazel is
Hindu).
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