Threads that you find on the Internet through blog posts of friends – that is what I’m grateful for. This thread is about the emotional labour of women.
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Gratitude Project – continued spiritual work
Bone & Briar is alive and active with large and small events serving various aspects of our spiritual community and I am thrilled and grateful for this work. We are offering an in-person weekend intensive on The Peacock God of the Feri tradition!
The Gratitude Project, since 2004!
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
estaratshirai . I have been doing it since 2004.
Today I am grateful for sunny skies and low humidity.
Ritual is not therapy – initial thoughts
Reblog:
BOOM! Yes! And watch this blog for more on this topic from guest bloggers.
I think I have a blog post in me about ritual not being therapy…
Maybe that’s all that needs to be said. Ritual isn’t therapy, nor should it be therapy. Therapy is valuable….ritual is valuable…and it needs to be stated that therapy and ritual approach self change in very different ways.
If we try to turn ritual into therapy, we lose the edge that is often present in dynamic, groundbreaking group religious experiences.
There’s a reason we assure ritual participants that they will be safe, but not necessarily comfortable. There’s a reason why it is clearly stated at events that ritual is not a substitute for therapy.
I’m sure I have more thoughts on this, but for now, it will suffice.
And Freyja said …..
Spiralheart has again come to a close. I have returned with a wrung out body, a mind teeming with plans, and a soul full of sovereignty.
Before camp Freyja said:
“I cause strife.”
“Be My witness to reality.”
“Care for your kin.”
“Hold your boundaries.”
During camp She said:
“Allow imperfections.”
I have been struggling deeply in the last year with allowing the full impact of Who I Am to go where it must, untethered. Knowing I would estrange some of my beloveds, at times temporarily and other times permanently, filled me with bouts of grief and quaking fear that caused me to cling to those final strings of attachment.
Tasked by Freyja, I let go and stepped fully into myself this week.
Loving all of me is infinitely more difficult and unimaginably easier than I knew.
I hold that paradox in gratitude.
Hail the Other.
Hail Love.
30 Days of Loki: Day 9, Part Two
Reblog: YES! Love for Loki *because* of Baldur, not in spite of! (Hel and Baldur sittin’ in a tree, K I S S ….)
Here’s where I will be next week – WITCHCAMP!!
We’re doing Freyja and Brisingamen, delving deeply into sex magic, empowerment, and how to shed the shame the world likes to cloak us with.
There shall be feasting! And ritual! And spiritual paths (4 to choose from) everyday! And optional offerings! And vendors and auction to support our Send A Witch to Camp Fund! And locally source delicious food made with loving hands! And laughter and dance and singing and bonfires and music and swimming and (some) sleep and a talent show and ….
And if you wish you had signed up – well, next year our story is Medusa!!
“She put on a lot of weight”
From the ReBlog: “The next time I hear a less than flattering comment about myself, I will not let it take root in me.”
YES!
I ran into someone I hadn’t seen in a couple of years on the fourth of July. It was hot and humid here. My sweaty hair was stuck to my face. My brave little boy was in my big yellow double running stroller, the strap tied a bit too tightly around my arm digging in. My oldest son was running behind me with my husband. I was surrounded by an amazing group of people out there representing the church we attend, showing love for our community by passing out a few thousand popsicles in the parade. My face was flushed red from the heat and the exertion of running to keep up while pushing a nearly 100 pound load and simultaneously handing out popsicles with one hand while the other steered the stroller. I handed this person a popsicle, smiled, and offered a short, but enthusiastic, “Hey there!” As I…
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SCOTUS Marriage Ruling – everyone should read this description
Because I said so? Because it is coherent? Because Elfwreck is amazing? Pick one!
About that SCOTUS ruling
I can’t believe how fucking IGNORANT lawyers are about marriage laws in this country. Lawyers in general, sure, but lawyers arguing before the Supreme Court about the definition of marriage and what it means to people and how states should and must react to it…
I’d expect them to know that there are several states, right now, where 12-year-olds can get married. (They require parental and sometimes judicial consent, and some only allow it in special circumstances–which generally means a pregnancy.) I’d expect them to know that marriage has not “always been” one man-one woman, even here. (Admittedly, UT giving up polygyny was a requirement for statehood. But a US territory that allowed multi-person marriages after the practice of slavery ended means that the idea shouldn’t be
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JUSTICE SCALIA: So there there’s nothing in the Constitution that requires a State to acknowledge even those marriages in other States that that are the same.
MR. WHALEN: That’s essentially correct, Your Honor.
JUSTICE SCALIA: Really?
When Scalia is questioning your arguments against same-sex marriage, you know you’re on shaky ground. Scalia’s really, really not happy with the final ruling… but he sure as hell wasn’t supportive of Whalen’s attempts to explain his side.
*snicker*