Mysteries of Wesir and Holidays

I am in no mood to festival, let alone ‘Mysteries of Wesir’ festival. I’m coming down from Camp NaNoWriMo, in which our cabin was ridiculously successful in winning, I made some good friends, and I did a lot of work on the Pasithea’s City trilogy. The first novel is complete (bar a couple of extra scenes Athene threw at me a couple of days ago), and the second is coming along nicely. After the chaos that was April, I’ve finally got time to relax, and the timing of the Mysteries is weighing on my mind, and whether I want to stick to my fixed date, or use the actual dates, which are three weeks later. But I know I just really need to rest, and perhaps it’s better to gather my energy before tackling the Mysteries.

I think I’ll probably mark the days this week, though, with simple prayers and rituals. I have the house to myself for once and I sort of want to take advantage of that. But I don’t think I’ll do anything complicated. I mean, I pulled The Hooded Man for May (Wildwood Tarot) when I did my year reading, so. I am Taking A Hint and focusing on myself. And maybe I’ll get my shit into gear for a more formal Mysteries later on in May. Because I do want to do it properly, this is half the reason I’m spending all this time putting a Kemetic calendar together. So the festivals are accurate in terms of timing.

I still have a shrine set up, but I think I’m going to do a lot more internal work than anything else. That just feels like the more appropriate path to take, since I have the time to focus on my spiritual work now in a way I haven’t had all month. I might not get the calendar finished properly, but I’d like to get at least all the festivals for the gods listed down so I can begin pulling it all together. So I may not post much about the Mysteries this week, if only because it’ll be a lot more low-key than I’m used to doing. But that’s okay. Sometimes, you need to take care of yourself, and I can honestly feel Wesir hanging around, giving me permission to do that. But I have two days of work coming up, and a house to take care of so we’ll see what actually happens this week.

So Masrai came to Bakhu

I haven’t talked much about Masrai on here, since it was just a fictional pantheon as far as I was concerned. I don’t mean that to say that just because it’s fictional, it doesn’t mean anything. I say that to clarify that Masrai, and the gods of Her pantheon, came from somewhere in my head, and are not, as far as I know, gods that might once have existed in this world. I don’t know everything, of course, and the astral being what it is, there’s every chance that alternate universes exist, and who knows what might have been, and what happens to gods that were long-forgotten. Maybe it’s because I’ve spent a bit more time with these gods and maybe it’s one of those ‘name it and it comes to life’ things that characters often get. Maybe it’s different because they’re gods. I don’t know.

That said, I’ve kept a shrine to Masrai and some of Her other gods for a while now, mostly to keep that energy flowing in as I work on those novels. I don’t know why, but something told me to build a shrine, that this was important to give these gods a physical space in my room. Still, in spite of that, I haven’t done much in the way of worship. I didn’t really know what ritual forms to use, since these gods departed Egypt during Mythic Time, and have spent the rest of their lives in the Libyan desert. (In this story, at any rate. I can’t say what they did here, if they ever existed here at all.) But I still kept a shrine for them.

I’d never really had much more than a faint impression from Masrai as I wrote Her myths down, like something deeper had touched my mind, but nothing in terms of speaking or seeing Her. Writing Her myths down was never important for the novel, either. It’s extra information. But I don’t often buy fancy red handmade books and begin writing myths down for gods. I haven’t even done that for Sobek. But there was something about Masrai that made me start this book, and commit to finishing it. I am sure She gave me all the words, and now all I need to do is finish it.

But Monday’s meditation signalled that things had gone up a notch, and that this pantheon needs more from me than I was giving them. Woo warning, for those who need it. This is a bunch of weird shit even I am surprised by, so.

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Sobek devotional news: Announcing ‘Lord of the Carnelian Temple’

Signal boost the shit out of this plz, y/y? :D?

OKAY SO. I might have mentioned I’d put my hand up to edit a Sobek devotional anthology with Bibliotheca Alexandrina, and after a lot of work and wrangling and sorting things out, it’s all official now. I have a title and everything!

Lord of the Carnelian Temple info

Anyone who works with Sobek, or has an interest in Sobek, including Sobek-Ra (because I know there are some of you out there, too), is more than welcome to submit work for this anthology. ILU all, let’s make this happen. ❤

I’m opening submissions in July, and running it through to the end of the year, so don’t let me down! I’ll be looking to release it by March next year, if you all do your part and send me enough material. Start working on your submissions so the world can finally have a Sobek devotional. I have dreamed about putting one of these together for years, and now it’s so close. SO CLOSE. Help me finally stop dreaming about this and make it a reality. ❤ ❤ ❤

I’m still deciding on what I’m going to include, but I’m going to at least try to get all my LAGG epithet translations done so there’s as full a list as possible (even though I’m missing, like, eight pages, thanks, google books, not helpful). There will probably be at least one ritual, some hymns, and some fiction. Maybe an essay if I feel inspired enough to do that.

So yes, bring me your Sobek things!

And if anyone wants to discuss this project privately, or talk about potential submissions, before things kick off in July, hit up sobekdevotionalATgmail.com. TYVM. ❤

Solstice Blessings!

Hello. Yes, I am still alive. So, summer solstice on Wednesday here in Perth was 42C/107F, which was just the best day (not) and why I hate summer this heat is appalling. So I didn’t do any ritual because who has the energy to do ritual when it’s that fkn hot? Not me. But I did ritual yesterday morning, with a bunch of other ADF solitaries, watching a livestream of a winter solstice ritual, so that scratched my ritual itch for now.

I’m still in that stage of figuring stuff out, but I’m closer to done than I was before, and I’ve done morning ritual to Sobek-Heru today for the first time in a long time. I also built a shrine for Isis, and it sits on the southern wall. I’ll do full shrine postings and photos at a later date, probably in January once the dust has settled. Maybe I’ll even do a full room tour, though I’ll have to do some cleaning first, I have stuff everywhere right now, and that won’t change once Christmas and my birthday hits. But that’s a job for later.

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High Day Blessings!

Happy Hallowe’en/Samhain/Beltane/NaNoEve, for those celebrating. It’s been a quiet day, but a good day. I did most of my ritual yesterday, to be honest. There was a live broadcast of an ADF Samhain rite I followed along with in the morning, then did some Hekate devotions, and then followed it up with the Deipnon in the evening. And because of Female Things, today is my Scheduled Day Off, so I have done nothing really. Except buy chocolate for non-existent trick or treaters who decided to pass by our house (which I now get to eat mwahaha), went to the library and took out all their witchy books, painted my nails black, and … that was really about it.

I wanted to get more NaNo prep done today, but other things beckoned. I would start writing at midnight, but I have work tomorrow, and midnight is bed time, so, it will have to wait til I get home. I will probably begin handwriting if I get bored, though, just so I have somewhere to start with and not have to think off the top of my head. But the parents will be out at choir tomorrow night, so I’ll have the evening to write in peace, which will be lovely.

Also, I blame Hekate for how much this month has felt like Samhain, and not Beltane, and also possibly because I just don’t connect with Beltaine. But, seriously, I have not felt the Samhain-y-ness to this extent before, so perhaps that’s why I didn’t mind participating in a Samhain rite yesterday, and making offerings to our queer ancestors, and to my blood ancestors. It was a powerful rite for me, even though I was watching it and following it online.

Anyway. It’s late, and I have a million other things to do before bed so I will leave this here. Many blessings of the High Day to you, and peace to the blessed dead, and to you. ❤

Fiction: Waiting For The Night

Since I’m in the mood for posting fiction, I thought I’d finally get around to posting the short story I submitted to Askei Kataskei months ago. I always meant to post it here after AK had come out, but with everything else going on in my life, that sort of didn’t happen. So here, have some more Hekate fic.

This was written for the March creative project, in which we were asked to write a short story choosing one of four scenarios/prompts. I chose the last, which included an opening line (“We will never know what is on the mind of the Goddess Hekate”), and another line (“she tied her red cord from her Covenant of Hekate devotion around her ankle, lit the red candle, recited her hymn and began the ritual as planned”), which we had to include somewhere else in the text. Length was limited to 4 pages, which I just managed to hit.

I don’t know where this world is, or what else might happen here, but maybe I’ll play around with it some more. I met some interesting characters here.


“We will never know what is on the mind of the Goddess Hekate,” the Oracle intoned. “Even I, Her Oracle, sees nothing. She reveals nothing of Her mind to me. All I see are Her visions for us.”

“And what do you see?”

The Oracle closed Their eyes, and stirred a finger through the waters in the cauldron, chanting under Their breath. “I see two roads. One leads into the desert. The other leads into the ocean.”

“Does She indicate which we should take?”

The Oracle raised a finger, asking for silence. More incense was thrown on the fire, and a libation of wine poured into the earth. “The red cord will guide us. That is all She says.”

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Fiction: Fingerprints

In which, fic for a song that is basically all Hekate’s fault. Written for the Spook Me 2016 Hallowe’en Ficathon. The fic itself is inspired by ‘Fingerprints’, but as I’ve listened to nothing but Sparkadia for the past three months or so, the backstory is drawn from a bunch of their other songs as well; it’s arguably got more from ‘The Great Impression’ than ‘Postcards’, but both albums are there to a certain degree. Written from Hekate’s POV, speaking to the protagonist, who is intersex and genderfluid. -text- is protag’s thoughts, because italics was taken. This is where this year’s NaNo is going to jump off from.

Prompts used: Ghost (creature prompt), image prompt 1, image prompt 2

Word Count Number Sequence: A073240 – Decimal expansion of (1/Pi)^(1/Pi) (x10, to get usable word counts) (because I am a nerd). 0s are treated as new lines/scene breaks, though I couldn’t quite get them to translate as well on WP as I could get them to translate on AO3. Boo

Summary: Someone once told you that Hekate is the catalyst for stripping your life of all the things you should’ve dealt with by now, whether you’ve asked her to or not. You didn’t believe them until it happened to you, when you were trying to run from a mess only partly of your own making, and I decided it was time for you to face your demons at last and chase away the ghosts you can’t seem to banish from your life.

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Always with the crossroads

I feel like I should be used to predicting this by now, that whenever Hekate takes over my life (like She has at the moment), I end up at a crossroads period. Which is fine. I always like a chance to stop and figure my shit out, so that’s nice. I just always feel a bit restless when I get there, because all my habits grind to a halt until it’s over, which doesn’t help to keep my ritual habits going, ngl.

Everything’s become a bit complicated at the moment. Apart from my CoH Hekate devotional work, my Kemetic practice has come to a bit of a halt. Also, Hekate is all, study witchcraft for me, and so I’m actually reading books about Wicca in a way I haven’t since I first started out in 2000; I suspect it’s one of those ‘know the rules before you break them’ things, but I’m still not really sure at the moment. I suppose I could’ve done without Sobek suggesting I might open a statue for Him in the middle of all this, leading me to change my shrine around, and my daily rites, again. Also, Isis-Renenutet-Mary-Hekate-Selene can you stop being confusing I am totally done with this.

Also, Ganesh is back on my altar because Reasons??????? *throws hands up* /idek anymore

OH. NOVELS. HERMES. WRITING OIGUBSDUGlfsjygfksygks. Yes. That is another thing I need to talk about idek.

Anyway, have a ramble below the cut about weird religious things, if the tl;dr above isn’t enough for you.

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Askei Kataskei is out!

And apart from being an excellent zine, you should also go read it because I wrote a Thing and it is in this issue 4 realz. I think I mentioned ages ago that I’d written this Hekate short story for one of the Covenant of Hekate’s monthly creative projects. Well, once it was done, I had the option of submitting it to AK, and so I did, and it was accepted, and now it is in the zine for all you lovely people to read. ❤

There are actually two short stories from that project in this issue, mine and one by Sara Buastis, as well as a bunch of other great articles and hymns and other things. It is worth your time to read it if you are interested in Hekate and other related things and like reading fiction.

Go read it here and share it around if you like it plz and thank you. ❤

Also, I have been messing about with my Hekate shrine, and added a bull/cow skull. I’ll do a separate post for that, and maybe go over why it’s become a Hekate shrine at the expense of pretty much everything else. But in the meantime, go read AK, if you like, and enjoy. Otherwise, have a good day. ❤

Myth: Sobek Shedety, He Who Rises Like Ra

I’ve been contemplating Shedety myths, and this idea of Sobek rising out of the lake like Ra, of being renewed in the waters before rising at dawn. I find it to be very beautiful imagery, and I’ve been thinking about it mostly because I started writing this other story, set in an alternate universe, where Egypt has been invaded and all the temples and priests are being destroyed. The one that’s left is one of Sobek’s, and His priests decide to escape, refusing to let their gods die with them.

And so along with that comes the development of what Sobek Shedety’s cult and worship would look like. What the rituals would look like. What other gods would be with Him. What stories would shape the way they see the world. And this idea of Sobek as Ra resonated, and it’s been sitting with me ever since.

And so I come to this myth. I’ve been working on what I will refer to as a Book of Shadows, for lack of a better conceptual description for it, and I wanted to include not just the Celestial Twins myth, but also one for Shedet, because even in three years, that’s how far my cosmology has shifted, so. This is what I ended up writing. I’ve only made minor edits in the process of typing it up; otherwise, it’s as it was originally written.

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