Category: religious work

And Now We Begin!

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The world returns to routine today, the Monday after the holiday. Even if you work retail or health care where the places never close, energy moves underneath on the first workday back. Even for me, stretching through retirement.

I have PLANS for this year! I have repurposed a journal, I have committed to a thing, and an other thing. I have a loose list of more other things (because tight makes me procrastinate). Already, in day four, I feel the lightness in my body of returning to Joy.

I’m not going to write all of my plans. I’m keeping ego in check and not seeking outside affirmation, therefore I am not listing All The Things in one public post. Because when I listened to the impulse to do so, it was all about ego and not about accountability. Other folks will hold themselves accountable by public proclamations – my history suggests it doesn’t work that way for me. Heh.

Depending on where we are connected, you will see evidence of the things. If we’re deeply connected, you will know of all of the things. If we’re not deeply connected I am guessing it is safe to say you don’t give a hoot about all of my things and that is a-ok and as it should be.

Next topic:

Winter came today. I am not a fan. I get cold easily. Even with the hot flashes – irony to the 10th power, as bodies are weird and live on a scale of “1 to neener-neener” – I get very chilled. And yet!! When I saw the snow lying on the ground and felt the snap of cold air as I let the dog out this morning, something in me shifted and sighed “at last”. Having lived my life thus far in a place with 4 very distinct seasons, my soul has arranged itself to know things according these seasonal shifts.

I arose 1-2 hours earlier than I have for the last month. This is good. This is how I want it to be. I want my days to stretch with possibilities. I desire length to linger in them.

Hail winter! Welcome back.

 

“Justice for the World” Working

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Sigil: sowilo for the flash of clarity over the bindrune with Godself oil blend on the corners. The bindrune was created by one of my beloveds, Amoret. The cards are The Arrow of Truth, The Priestess of the Silver Star, and The Balance from the Enochian tarot. All other items live on this altar all the time.

This is on Hel’s altar – for fierce bravery, honouring of the living and the dead, and change that feels brutal.

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REBLOG – From Rattle, Roar, & Ritual

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As we move into the week of Thanksgiving here in the US, Clan of the Wildlings has this to say about recent tragic events and the divisiveness that they have spawned.
To those who fear, there is a place set for you at our table should you choose to join us in peace. To those who hate, there is a place set for you at our table should you choose to join us in love. To those who are alone and hungry, there is a place set for you at our table should you choose to join us in gratitude.
So may it be. Blessed be. Aho!

Gratitude Project – not taking things personally

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This is one of the gifts of the book, “The Four Agreements” by Don Miguel Ruiz that just keeps on giving. I don’t practice it perfectly, as sometimes it takes a few days to kick in depending on how fragile I’m feeling at the moment. This week I was able to practice immediately.

In the last week I’ve had 5 video calls scheduled. One has actually happened and one unscheduled one happened. Three were forgotten by the other party, one was cancelled due to illness. The one that happened is a monthly thing and I originally kept it going after the original purpose of it being monthly was moot. It lasts an hour except this week where it lasted 3 hours. I know! But all 3 felt necessary to both of us. The unscheduled one was suggested during texting with a dear friend and it was a great (not my) idea plus now I’ve used Face Time for the first time!

Now, years-ago-me would have taken the forgotten ones really hard – what is wwwrrroooooooonnnnnngggg with me! Why am I forgotten??? Fear of abandonment triggers, while absolutely grounded in a reality of the past, would have leapt up, grabbed me by the throat, and had me in an angst filled funk in this present if I hadn’t learned not to take things personally. New/current me thought, “Huh. That’s interesting,” and then said, “Yeeeesssss! Free time!” Current me forgot to even tell myself to not take it personally because that is how thoroughly I’ve learned it.

I’ve learned it so well that I forgot to be careful with my other friend who suddenly has all of her time taken with other things and people and our chatting has dropped off to near nothing. I whined, in text, about missing her, and forgot to make it clear (text! it needs so much more effort than face-to-face!) I was merely whining and not whining-how-dare-you! Yes, I am not responsible for others’ feelings, but I work hard not to be the ass who is easily misinterpreted. That is where my direct-and-frank habit comes from, the desire to be clearly understood. (Hint: if you are speaking with someone who takes things personally it doesn’t matter if you are direct-and-frank or the opposite, they’ll take it personally.) My friend didn’t take it personally, but I had to ask to know this, because, text.

Anyhoozle, I find it deeply fascinating that the video calls I initiated scheduling, both sides showed up for, and the ones I did not initiate scheduling didn’t happen. There are varied reasons for that and none of them has anything to do with me. When you learn not to take things personally you know in your bones that how other people behave is all about them, and not a thing about you.

The gift that keeps on giving – huzzah! (And unexpected bonus me time!)

The Gratitude Project, since 2004!

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Ground rules: The gratitude project is one post per day about something for which you are truly grateful and it runs from Lammas to Mabon. It can be a big or little gratitude, but no repeats – you can be grateful for your spouse/kids/job/friends, but the reason for the gratitude needs to be different for each entry. This project was started by [personal profile] estaratshirai .  I have been doing it since 2004.

Today I am grateful for sunny skies and low humidity.

The Pagan Experience blog project; May wk 1; Fire

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WK 1- May 4 – Fire –  What ignites your passionate fires? What fuels your spiritual fires? What rages in fire’s destructive wake within you? And, what has healed from the cauterizing flames? How do you honor fire? How will you embrace its transformative powers?

I won’t be answering all of those today. Today I want to speak of the passionate fires that are part of my calling, part of my Work in the world. Weaving. Weaving between the Here and There, this world and the otherworld, and weaving the transition energy on the space in-between. Carrying of souls, cleansing, and supporting the prep for what is next. It is part of my spiritual midwife package. And part of the “why” behind my name, Boneweaver.

It is a thing that fuels that fire within me, this Work. On days like today when I engage in this work – gently guiding a tender soul, supporting the loved one still incarnate – is when I am filled with purpose, certain of my place and usefulness in this world. I am humbled. I am grateful. I am Me in my purest form.

Hail All That Is. I get to be a part of it.

The Pagan Experience (blog project); April wk 3; the Divine

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Wk 3- Apr. 20 – Deity and the Divine – This will be the third week’s topic every month and an opportunity for you to share with everyone those who guide, inspire and inform you.

Sometimes the Divine that we touch is the piece inside of us that reaches to and connects with the All That Is. Five years ago I wrote a short poem about my place of power that I land in when in trance. There I touch with my divinity the All That Is. Slightly modified here:

ocean – forest – sand – and – sun, cauldron centered, fire begun.

Finger tips pull the flames, dancing light of Spirit games;

Feel power tall and strong, taking flight in sacred song;

dancing feet,  pounding heart, all the veils now do part.

draw the Love, breathe it in, soul to soul and kin to kin.

push the fire to the ground, grind it out, not a sound.

as it was, so shall it be, as I will, so mote it be.

©2010 2015 Pamela V Jones