(10 April 2017, 05:43)
The trash goes out twice a week where I live. I was up all night (please contain your shock and surprise at this revelation) and it’s not quite dawn yet. The driveway faces east, and I noticed a bright star in the sky. Remembering the interesting stellar event of Jupiter rising as the full moon set from a few days ago, I realized the bright shining light I saw in the pre-dawn was Jupiter.
So I did what any self-respecting witch might consider in my situation. I grinned, threw my arms up in the air, and whispered a prayer to him and asked for a blessing. What a sight I was, let me tell you, a picturesque Wiccan in a ‘Damn Right I Shot First’ shirt with Han Solo’s face, convertible hiking pants I bought at REI that one of my gaming buddies said were the most lesbian pants he’d ever seen, bare feet, and a backwards Red Sox hat.
Being Wiccan is serious business, yo. Sometimes you just gotta witch when the opportunity presents itself, and damn appearances. Like the neighbors in the community don’t think I’m weird enough already…
(15 May 2017, 04:11)
The amusing part comes a couple weeks later when I’m at the big pagan festival, lamenting that I hadn’t dedicated to any of the Greek deities at their shrines during the time their priest and priestesses were present with the god-forms invoked. I couldn’t decide who I wanted to dedicate to and so I just spent my time as an attendant, which is a fancy way of saying I stood outside Athena’s temple and made sure nobody walked in while she was already meeting with someone. Talking with some people afterward about what’s been going on in my life, and let me tell you how emotionally validating it was for people to say things like ‘I know this year has been hard’ or reference specific events, I came to agree with their suggestion to dedicate to Zeus and Athena.
In a roundabout way, I sort of already had dedicated to Athena. So now I just had to see if I could find time to meet with the priest of Zeus. I was able to do so in the end and it was pretty damned powerful, as having a private soul-baring chat with the King of Olympus should be. I have ideas in my head of things I want to do now, and facing the necessities associated with it are daunting.
And then I thought back to the morning when I saw Jupiter in the sky, threw my arms in the air, and looked ridiculous as I asked for just one shred of a blessing, just a moment of his attention. I guess he must have heard me.