Boosting The Signal : Charon Devotional

A call to any polytheist, devotee, spirit-worker, death-worker, Galina Krasskova is putting up a devotional anthology in honor of Charon (or Kharon).

To be short :

I”m seeking poetry, articles, black and white illustrations, prayers, recipes, etc. I particular need articles.

All contributors will receive a copy of the finished product as payment. All proceeds go to a charity of Neos Alexandria’s choice.

I would like to have this finished by Dec. 1 of this year. If you have any material that you would like to submit, please contact me at krasskova at gmail.com.

Also, please feel free to pass this on to anyone whom you think might be interested.

More about her call here

Autumn Equinox, Back to Basics

A few words, after so many months of silence on my personal work.

The Equinox has been really harsh on me, physically and energetically. I’ve been sick, and off, and weird, and full of fears. I have just realized how much it means to me, this new transformation, my ultime landmark because it is the sacred date where everything took place. “Mabon” is my faith birthday. I started becoming a Polytheist and acknowledging the Gods on the 2008 Equinox. It is Morrigan and I’s birthday, the so-much-sacred anniversary of our first encounter on the 2009 Equinox.  It is also the date of my first apprentice and priestess step, the anniversary of the opening of my sacred online sanctuary to the Morrigan. It is also a date of death and rebirth, where I found myself strongly sick (auto-immune disease) in 2011 and started my dark night of the soul (became an atheist back for 8 months). Anniversary of my coming back from the dead to life in 2012, after my shamanic initiation and rebirth from the physical disease (and depression).

And this year’s end (in sacred terms, Lughnasad and the Equinox being the last two festivals), it has been very  quick and brutal. I have had an literal white hole from July to August, after my body broke down again (from stress and the brutal ending of my university years and my thesis), and my spirituality was also a blank page since I had been focusing on only my work (I had only the strength to do one thing, and it had to be my degree). The end of the year and my defense literally blew my Self apart. It was the most intense fight of my life, fighting for my self and recognition of my work, fighting against my shattered psyche, Morrigan as watching, and pushing me in her own disturbing way : pushing me from afar without actually applying any pressure, just looking at me and making me understand that I had to take action. After that climax, the culmination of many years of battle, I needed a break. I tried vacations, I tried letting everything go, changing my mind etc. And most of all, resting, letting my body at peace, trying to recover, once again…

But the strangest thing is that during the month of July, there was this super intense astrological configuration (Star of David), and I started feeling the cogs of the machinery moving. My blank page became a page to actually write, and I kind of thought and made a wish… which took literal energy and form thanks to this weird opening in the Sky. I was at this hinge in my life, and without fully realizing the implications, I put the machinery into motion towards something very specific which I may not have been ready to take on. Anyway, I started realizing that these ideas of living a full spiritual life, and living spirituality “as a living”, may just not be wishful thinking. I have begun to discover that it is where I stand most centered and radiant. And then, my Spirits pushed me back, again, in the direction of my “Work”. Write write write. Divine divine divine. Everything came back and started taking shape. I had to give shape to those ideas, to start acting. And the machinery ran.

This Equinox is another transition and transformation, surely even more important that I have understood till now, and I also realized that when I thought I was disconnected from the Morrigan, and sad from being able to do so, She’s there, again. Is She my alpha and omega ? She was there at the start, will She be there when it ends ? Everything I’ve done since the end of August, now I can see She was there watching all along, and my new project is not only my life project, the project for my Spirits, but it is also fully linked to the Morrigan. She was there too, making me do it. Hail Morrigan, the great Warrior and Prophetess. I am just realizing how tenacious She is, how blind I am to always fear She’s gone. I started by opening the doors to the Gods and Spirits, and everything rushed through. I started with transformation. I started with Her. She’s much closer to me than I am used to think. She’s much closer to the group of “Spirits” I mention a lot, who guide me and ask of me. I am back to what I was at the beginning, and yet melding everything hints I’ve received till then (the writing, the book, the energetic drawings, seership, mediumship, death… but the project is just starting now)

I am a Door to the Otherworld, I am not from here but I am here nevertheless, I am at the Threshold. I’ve always been and yet rejected it. But I am learning, oh Gods, I assure you, I am learning to accept it. And just now, I can see this is how I relate most to the Morrigan. She’s my shadow…

This project is also going to be part of my path to the Morrigan then. Welcome to my Door, welcome on the Threshold.

It’s a work in progress, please be patient (a full website is coming). I’ve painted it red for now, for Her, but the design will change.

Trésors de voyage et spiritualité “passive”

A French article of mine about new discoveries while away from hometown and home. How to manage to get to the flow with no landmarks, and how to live in a “passive” spiritual mode (receptive rather than active).

Anyway look for the shots from a marvellous (!) Greek vase I found on a second-hand fair / flea market. Hermes and others are going to get their special moment.

Go look closer on the original page if it fits your taste. 😉

Valiel sur la Voie des Dieux

Être en voyage et essayer de “penser à autre chose”, même si techniquement la vie spirituelle et la vie profane ne font qu’une, ralentir le rythme, être hors de chez soi et donc sans ses autels et outils, n’avoir plus de repère, plus d’attaches…. C’est une configuration qui aide grandement à relativiser, à se “couper” un peu. Parfois ça me fait du bien de juste laisser tout cela “en attente”. C’est à dire, laisser les “grosses” pratiques de côté, pour être plus simplement dans le présent, et me contenter des petites choses.

La spiritualité “passive” pour moi, c’est penser à autre chose mais rester ouvert, et suivre les cailloux. Une corneille qui passe et qui fait un raffut d’enfer ; une essence d’arbre que je vois rarement d’habitude, ramasser une feuille ; découvrir des sentiers sympas dans de nouvelles villes ; regarder les rayons de librairie et trouver des titres…

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D is for Darkness, Diving and Descent

Quite late I know, but as I said, I’m going to participate very “freely” to the Pagan Blog Project.

I have found a marvelous article that revists the meaning of “dark” and “darkness”, giving great quotes as it goes. I thank this person for having written it. I was very astonished, because it indulges into paths that really do not correspond to my own (goddess spirituality, or at least a very sexually feminine oriented  view of things), but it still provides much food for thought. I found there hints at what my most intense experiences of the last 2 years were. I advise you to read it, because it really was my starting point, and it has an important frame of reference (feminine spirituality). The following diverges from it, and gets out of a feminine paradigm entirely.

Just a short example, this movement is what called to me :

In the book Meditation Secrets for Women, Camille Maurine writes about the idea of descent and “going down” into one’s own dark places:  “There are times in a woman’s life when the call downward is a transformative journey, a summons to the depths of the soul. People tend to think of spirituality as rising upward into the sky. In the traditional (male) teachings, enlightenment is often described as a flight from the lower centers of the body, the instinctive and sexual places, to the upper centers in the head and then out. By contrast, a woman’s spiritual quest at some point leads to a soulful sinking down into herself. Everyone fears this descent, this sinking down. Yet sinking down connects us with the earth, with our personal ground, with our foundation. There is a secret in ‘endarkenment.’” [p. 210, emphasis mine]

But I do not share the *”sexist” view which it contains (*view regarding sex). The division it evokes does not exist in my personal frame, and regarding traditions in general, I’m not sure it does too… But anyway, my point is as follows. First, I think we all emerge from the same place of darkness, and that anyone should experience this downward movement no matter what their sex/gender is (maybe it could even be a way of bringing us all together). Second, the problem she describes is even wider to me :  in our modern revival of the spiritualities, everyone is “taught” (or thinks wrongly?) that they should strive towards the spiritual, thus dropping the body and all.

So, here comes my brooding.

Darkness is not only a place of chaos and destruction. Here is another great quote from the article :

The Dark Goddess need not automatically associate or translate into “bad” or “suffering” or “negative” or “shadow side.” I think of the darkness as a cocoon. I think of the womb. I think of germination. I think of a place to rest, to wait, to be still, and to transform. Emergence. Deepness. Rich earthiness.

I have to skip goddess, dark goddess, and womb, because it does not speak to me, but it works. Darkness is the Void which contains all possibility (rather than the matrix of the womb then). It is the Void of the Norse culture, which surrounds the Worlds and Life (and Death too!), the Void where Wyrd springs from. It is the Night before Creation, where the primordial isle springs from (and here you have a part of my work with Ptah and Nefertum). It is like the darkness of the cave, where mushrooms proliferate ; the darkness of the undergrowth of the wood where mosses run wild… Where small life swarms. It is a very place of fear, because it is the ambiguous place where life and death meet. A place where life springs from the humus from death and decay and rot. She quotes a woman who puts it very nicely :

In the same book, Maurine describes the soul in very different terms than in classic Christian conceptions:  “The realm of the soul is not light and airy, but more like mud: messy, wet, and fertile. Soul processes go on down there with the moss and worms, down there with the decaying leaves, down there where death turns into life.

It is a place of generation and regeneration. That is what primal mean to me. It’s full of senses, smells, touch, colors, textures… It is full of wild life, insects, animals, … It where I met the primal Spirits and the primal Gods – where I re-discovered myself, when I get back on track with my whole being, body and soul.

This is what I meant by “diving”. I think doing what we call “shadow work” is not only the Jungian study of our repressed emotions, our fears, etc. It’s not (only) about anger and such. “Shadow work” in my own path, my UPG (maybe I should stop calling it shadow work?) is “primal work” : it’s about getting to the floor, getting to the mud. Understanding the power of creation in the widder sense. The Creation of the Cosmos, the creation of beings, birth, … Understanding the place where you came from, and how you came to be. Understanding that the power that was put to create you can be channeled, and re-created, at will. This work is about diving into the depth of your own being were your most inner mysteries unfold. Into your mud ; into your body ; your raw emotions ; your animal core ; etc.

Dionysos was the first to lead me there. He was very efficient, and guided me through very painful soul fragment reintegrations. He may have been very happy too, because he passed me to the hands of other primal Gods, like Jormungandr, who made me dive even deeper. The Descent is not always to Hell, diving into the Dark maybe diving into the unknown, but in fact it is known for it is ourselves, our cores, that we just refuse to acknowledge. The “know thyself” I took in this sense. Diving into your darkness and the darkness of Creation. But as a fellow literary student said to me very bluntly (I just love my literature seminar!) : the Dionysian paradigm is two-folded ; it takes you back to the body, to very earthy thing ; but only for a time, because it then transforms them, and makes them unearthly. And that doesn’t only means weird, that means literally not from the earth, but transcended. It is diving into the bottom of the sea, and tapping to get back to the surface and beyond.

Ariadne’s Madness

“Imagine having a monster as your brother and loving him anyway. Imagine watching, year in and year out, as your family leads young men and women to the slaughter … straight to your brother’s mouth. Imagine hardening your heart against the sacrifice, every year. (…)”

via Ariadne’s Madness.

You have to read this excellent, sensitive article about the Great Ariadne. Moved my heart, resonated with my experiences.

A New Face of Aphrodite

Aphrodite the Dark. Thanks to Sannion I got hold of this marvellous poetry which possesses the high quality of reflection.

 

Venus under the light of the Sun

Prefers roses and pretty little flowers

But Venus under the light of the Moon

Leaves aside her train of amorous sprites

To lull the shady ones out (with Hekate’s consent)

For, you see, Venus loves the poisons too

Was it not she who provided the apple

Knowing well the ancient Hag’s intent?

But, poisons do not always lead to death

Though they may give many wings

Their power alone seduces

And this makes them beloved of Venus

Who, on certain nights when she is dark

Her fairness gone away, rides

With phantom cavalcades

And whoso chances upon this sight

The Lady offers a green kiss

But the touch of her alone is poison

So Venus wanders the night

In search of one that can drink

Of her love-poison

It makes me think of Aphrodite in a new way. I experienced her joy, her light heart, her beauty… but if she is of the sea, she possesses depths and shadows as intense as her light. Aphrodite, the moon, fertility’s extension in poison, seduction, intoxication, … a very wide range of study opens to me !

Hekate’s guidance

She’s such a strange Goddess… Encouraging you and then laughing at your face. Her guidance is harsh.

I found this interesting quote at Seastruck :

To Know Her Key-Holder aspect has meant to accept a concept that is best illustrated by a very famous Neil Gaiman quote : “All your questions can be answered, if that is what you want.  But once you learn your answers, you can never unlearn them.” 

It perfectly sums it up.