…As did Set’s birthday last Thursday, ngl. I hope that’s not an omen of the year to come. Not sure if happy or worried if it is.
I haven’t done much for Wep Ronpet, actually, save an improvised room cleansing this morning. Yesterday was busier than I had planned for. Had some errands and shopping to do in the morning before a friend and I headed off to the Doctor Who Symphonic Spectacular because free tickets from a friend of my mother’s who couldn’t go. So. That lived up to its name, and it was awesome (I think I cried most of the way through it, ngl), and then we went out for dinner, and by the time all that was done I was tired and there was no time to plan anything for Wep Ronpet, so.
I did anoint all my statues again with frankincense, just because. I also cleansed with my bells, incense, fire, and water, going east-west, then north-south, because … it seemed like the Thing to do, and I wanted to do Something other than offer water to the gods five hours or so after sunrise. I might write up that little ritual later, in case anyone else wants to play around with it.
tl;dr rambly stuff under the cut that may or may not make sense, nor have already been thought by others at some point. IDK I am playing around with things to see if they make as much sense to me as they do to someone else. Feel free to ignore them.
Also, that thread over at The Cauldron on post-Ragnarok heathenry has given me all kinds of Thinky Thoughts about my own Kemetic practice, particularly since I finally caved and got Eternal Egypt, just for the sake of reading it, since it was going cheap, to see if there was anything I could get out of it, even though it’s very much Temple Practice Is Moar Trufax Than Non-Temple Practice (paraphrased, ofc), which isn’t my Thing. But anyway.
I was brought back to thinking about the role of the temple cult when there isn’t a King for priests to do offerings on behalf of. And I’m not picking on anyone or any group in particular here, just considering my own place as a Kemetic and what that means for me. And some of this comes back to the recon thing, and how that never really worked for me. Maybe it’s because of Sobek, but I’ve always felt like I’ve spent my time picking up the pieces and trying to put them back together, rather than stepping back into a practice that’s no different to how it was back in ancient Egypt. And maybe that changes the way I relate to my Kemetic practice. IDK.
Because I feel like I’m coming in years after it’s all over, and trying to rebuild, the temple cult doesn’t really make any sense to me as being something I want as part of my practice. Because I’m solitary, and there’s no State/King (that’s relevant to me and my practice as a solitary) that sits behind the temple cult. So even if I did my lector priesting in a formal temple ritual sort of way, there’s no King for me to be doing ritual on behalf of. I don’t really feel any sort of connection to the ancient cults, or that I’m somehow repeating eternal rituals, because I’ve made up so many of mine because they don’t exist from antiquity. Most of my practice has been my own creation out of necessity.
But I guess it really depends on how you conceptualise the temple stuff, and how you’re recreating it. I’m sure it works for some people, and the temples that exist are doing their own thing, and that’s fine. But it’s hard to really feel that sort of stuff is really important when you’re solitary, and I’m stuck down here in the southern hemisphere, doing my own thing, highly divorced from the culture my gods once came from.
So much has happened since the temples were regularly tended. And I don’t believe the gods are static beings who can’t adapt to our modern Western society; there wouldn’t be so many pagans if that was the case. Maybe this is why I’m still fascinated by pop culture paganism, because it’s both new gods, and ways to see old gods in new ways. Writing new myths for my gods, too, because so many of the old ones don’t exist anymore. Dealing with the cult of my gods as it stands today, rather than trying to rebuild an ancient one. Maybe that’s not the sort of mindset that works for others, but to me, it helps ground me in the present, and to place my religious worship in it. Yes, look to the past for inspiration and wisdom, but never forget to live in the present. I guess I prefer dealing with the gods as They are now, as someone who might never be able to give Them a proper temple cult, but who’s still going to be at my small shrine, twice a day, offering water and devotion anyway. It is what it is. That’s all I can really offer.
Anyway. That’s a bit of a meandering post for Wep Ronpet, but that’s what’s on my mind, and when you’ve got an hour with no power on, and you’re all alone (so apt!), you write blog posts in your head that read something like this IDK. Maybe this is just a Me thing, but that’s what’s on my mind right now, and this blog is nothing if not my own space to post these sort of random things, so. Di Wep Ronpet Nofret, and I hope the storms are welcome relief, rather than harbingers of doom. (D:)