Valley of the Moon, 1950, Remedios Varo

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Valley of the Moon, 1950, Remedios Varo

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Welp
As embarrassed as I am by this old thing, I’m going to leave it up nevertheless, as I don’t want to erase the history I’ve logged here. However, I will now be writing on my new blog, Sky and Scorpion, from now on.
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“I note, too, that Christ puts no limits on who we should be serving. We are not asked to visit those imprisoned unjustly, but anyone imprisoned; to feed only those who are hungry by no fault of their own, but anyone who hungers; to welcome just those who have their papers in order, but any stranger in our land. We are asked to love without limits, so we might grasp that God’s love for us is limitless.”
— Michelle Francl-Donnay (Not By Bread Alone 2020: Daily Reflections for Lent, March 2nd)
My Netjeru in Nature
I haven’t updated this blog in approximately eleven thousand years, but I was thinking about how the Netjeru manifest in nature last night and I wrote a whole thing on my lineup at like 5am:
Serqet is scorpions and spiders, those creatures who sting and bite, who crawl through the darkest and most cramped of spaces, whose presence is ultimately beneficial—so long as you’re willing to watch your step. In the light of day she is bees and wasps, beetles and flies, the workers who keep the world turning, without whom humanity could not exist, however distasteful we may find them. She is sandy deserts, citrus trees, cacti; life flourishing in the harshest of places. Ironwood and creosote. Mesquite honey and a javelina skeleton bleached white by the sun. Hethert-Nut is all that is on one hand ordinary, and on the other hand majestic and strange. Horses, trees, open sky, oceans, pouring rain. Dolphins echolocating, a pack of wolves chasing down an elk, a heron in flight, the laughter of a hyena, the singing of whales, the beating of a hummingbird’s wings. The explosion of juice when you bite into a ripe piece of fruit, and the insects who eat away the fallen ones, returning their nutrients to the soil. The warmth of the sun and the brightness of the moon, but also the deepest dark in between the stars. A pinprick of light, far in the distance, reminding you that you are not alone. Mut is lioness, bear, and cougar; she is the protective mother shielding her cubs, the 5 pound queen who makes the local 20 pound tom regret ever so much as looking at her kittens. She is the crack of thunder that warns of an oncoming storm. She is the roaring of a wounded animal as it threatens to destroy any who would harm it and the things it wants to protect. And yet she is also the calmness of a still pool of deep, clear water, the serenity of grasses rustling in a breeze, the melting of ice on a mountaintop in spring. She is the food chain, the ecosystem, the water cycle; the sense that everything that exists is perfect, an expression of the order of the divine. Nehebkau is the cool dampness of a cave, the sound of a snake skimming over leaf litter. He is whispers in the dark, the steady dripping of water as it erodes away stone in a process that takes thousands upon thousands of years. He is the echo of a dark and empty space that nevertheless sounds like it’s speaking your own words back to you. He is the powerful coils of the deadly constrictor, the fire of venom blooming through your veins, an ambassador of those creatures who run on instinct, who cannot help being what they are. The lizard who scurries into the crack in the wall when a shadow passes over it, and the part of being human that means knowing you are no different.
a chassidic tale- a young boy woke up every morning hours before he needed to be awake just to go into the woods before school. when he got home, his mother would ask him what he was doing awake so early again. he told her “i go into the woods to talk to Gd”, to which she replied “you don’t need to go to the woods for that. you know Gd is the same everywhere, right?” and the little boy said “i know. but i’m not.”

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First, we have to understand that in Judaism we do not pray. Prayer is an English word. What Jews do is l’hispallel.
L’hispallel is a unique experience, but as with most Jewish things today, this holy word has been changed into an English word with a western connotation. The word “prayer” actually comes from the Latin word meaning “to beg” — exactly what most people feel prayer is. They imagine a big king in the sky who is getting a big ego boost from watching his subjects beg. This is a terrible image of our selves and of G-d.
L’hispallel has nothing to do with begging G-d to change His mind. L’hitpallel is a reflexive verb and it means to do something to your self, not to G-d. When you are praying, your question should not be, “Is G-d listening to my prayers?” For sure he is. What you should really ask yourself is, “Am I listening to my prayers? Does what I say impact me? Have I changed?” - Rabbi David Aaron
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Discussing this type of name-juxtaposition or -coupling, Brigitte Altenmuller in her book ‘Synkretismus in den Sargtexten’ (1975), 6, explains the relation thus: “The name mentioned first names the outward form, i.e. the form of appearance, manifestation, or hypostasis, of the god who is syncretistically linked; the name mentioned second indicates who is the god intended in the properly original sense, whose power and mode of influence are broadened and enriched through the god whose name is prefixed”
TOoOaHC, Griffiths, pg 220-221 (via thetwistedrope)
Just like people, the gods had roles and responsibilities, jobs in the cosmos that only they could perform, as well as limitations. The gods of ancient Egypt were not omniscient and not omnipotent, but they could manifest themselves in different forms simultaneously, allowing them to remain in the sky or the afterlife realm of the Duat, while sending their bau to appear on earth. … A god’s responsibility was unique, a cosmic role in the created world that no other deity could perform. Nut ensured the sky continued to exist. Shu’s force kept the sky and ground separate. Hapy governed the inundation’s yearly occurrence. Osiris enabled new life to spring from death - universal regeneration. The god Min ensured fertility. Because each god’s role was unique, if a god wished to perofrm another god’s function, the two had to ‘inhabit’ one another - a process called ‘syncretization’ by Egyptologists, and described as the gods 'resting’ in on another by the ancient Egyptians. Gods were not all-powerful, and thus needed to the 'force’ provided by another god’s responsibility to perform certain functions. So, for the god Amun to perform a fertility role, he and Min - god of fertility - inhabited one another temporarily to become Amun-Min, a new god who was at once both. Similarly, Amun, who embodied invisible and hidden power, might join Re - visible power - to form the all-powerful Amun-Re, the totality of visible and invisible power, the 'king of the gods.’ In the middle of the night, the dying sun god joined with Osiris, to be empowered by his regenerative energy. The two gods then separated again, allowing the regenerated sun god to continue on his way into the dawn sky.
pp 111 - 113, The Egyptian Myths by Garry J Shaw (via satsekhem)
“Witchcraft is not safe. Witchcraft is not good and kind. Witchcraft is the domain of the trickster, the outcast, the wanderer, and the crooked. It belongs to those who know every light casts a shadow; who have looked into the depths of darkness in their soul and accepted what they’ve seen along with all that is good. Witchcraft requires cunning, manipulation, self-awareness, adaptable morals, and dash of madness.”
— Sarah Anne Lawless (via gardenofthequeen)
This speaks to the part of me that cringes and holds her tongue every time I see a post or an article that talks about witchcraft like it’s all flowy gestures and flower petals and peaceful hippie vibes. Like it’s supposed to be all safe and sanitized and suitably done up for aesthetic posts. Like the idea of shaking things up or acting with aggression or embracing fear or anger or pain or deceit as a part of the craft is anathema.
Me personally? I can’t do safe. I can’t do nice. I can’t do pastel or love-and-light. I can’t do the holy menstrual cycle. I can’t do peaceful forgiveness. I can’t do the dance of endlessly doubting and double-checking myself to make sure I’m truly Harming None.
My spells aren’t always kind. My wards aren’t friendly. My philosophies aren’t remotely pacifist. As a good friend once said, I walk this world with dirt in my nails and a brick in my hand. And that’s okay.
If your craft is all sunshine and happiness and that works for you, fantastic. But just remember where the roots of the tree are resting.
I found witchcraft because I was angry. Because I wanted to take back power in a world that made me believe being passive and demure was holding power. I don’t post a lot of my personal practice in Tumblr but I guarantee it’s not all sunshine and rainbows and uwu cuteness.

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The argument that “Loki wasn’t historically a god, so he shouldn’t be treated as one now or evoked in spaces meant for gods,” is actually another way of saying “You should ignore the modern understanding of Loki in favor of a bygone historical understanding of Loki,” which is one step away from “You should reject reality in favor of our narrative,” which, my friends, is how you get thought control and religious abuse.
First of all, all evidence points to be a regional God and, second of all, GOOD NEWS: Evidence keeps piling up that Loki did have a following of some sort in Denmark. I was first told this by a European Rokkatruar only to have it confirmed in the following article by Dagulf Lopston. Sadly, it’ll take time for more news on the subject to reach us because most of the articles haven’t been translated into English yet.
http://polytheist.com/orgrandr-lokean/2014/12/02/evidence-of-lokis-worship/
My point is, it doesn’t matter what Loki was historically because he’s a god right now. At this very moment he’s a god to Denmark, Norway, Iceland, the Faroe Islands, Sweden, and to every non-Nordic country with Heathens. And I know this because I asked them myself.
This idea that Loki shouldn’t be a god right now (despite the fact he is) because he didn’t used to be a god is ignorant of reality at best and delusional at worst. It also implies that Scandinavian Heathens are wrong about how they understand their own religion.
Really, we don’t need historical justification for the appearances our religion is naturally taking now.
i think someone put it as the dead should be listened to but we shouldn’t just puppet our selves to renact the dead
You nailed it. Repeat after me y’all:
Reconstructionism is not the same as reenactment.
Set, Lord of the Storms, protector of the outcasts, foreigners, rebels, and all who are marginalized, destroys the chaos-serpent. May ma’at prevail in our lands. Black Lives Matter.
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I was wondering if you know anything about any deities related to spiders. I keep seeing tons of spiders all around my house and I think it's a sign, but I can't figure out from who.
Hello lovely,
Spider deities seems to a rare bunch.My initial response was to think of the story of Arachne and Athena. Arachne was a moral Greek woman who thought she was a superior weaver to Athena, the Greek goddess of weaving. A contest which Athena lost, causing her to in fury turn Arachne into a spider.
But weaving, spiders and destiny seem to be connected in a lot of Mediterranean cultures. Athena was connected with a few other deities, with similar attributes so you might be interested in looking up;Inanna - Sumerian Ishtar - Babylonian Neith - EgyptianTaneith - Libyan Minerva - Roman
Because I’m kemetic, I’m going to talk about Egypt. So there isn’t much evidence of spiders used in mythology in Egypt. I couldn’t even find any examples of spider amulets. But you might find it useful to check out Neith. Neith is a goddess of weaving, and although her connection with Athena only really occurred in the Ptolemaic period, it might still be useful to check as she is still a goddess of weaving.
Also Selqet might be a potential goddess to look up. She is a goddess of protection and although she is mainly represented by scorpions, spiders may fall under her department. (Plus I kinda think the native Egyptian spiders look more like scorpions than house spiders from a quick google search anyway)
Another idea is Anansi, who was recently depicted as Mr Nancy in American gods. He is a shapeshifter god who is often a spider. However don’t know much about this deity at all, beyond his appearance in American gods. I think he might even be from a closed religion…
I hope this was helpful :)
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This was a tricky ask, and I couldn’t have done it alone. Thanks @djehutydevo @djar-em-rekh and @anubianpagan for the brain storming session and the great ideas :)
I’ve actually been doing research on the Neith/spider connection. Here’s what I’ve found:
Every source on spiders will say she’s associated with spiders. I have yet to find an egyptological source for that. Most of the web sources cite Wikipedia, which cites a particular mythological animal book, and I’m still trying to figure out where that writer got it from (no footnotes, so I’m having to make guesses on the bibliography). The current general assumption is that she may have picked up the association from her syncretism with Athena (to the Greeks, Neith=Athena), as mentioned above.
That said, I have seen a few upgs where there was a sudden influx of spiders when Neith arrived, and I actually had that happen myself. In my own case, while my home is prone to spiders, the amount that appeared was biblical in proportion, to the point where I would find them on my side inside my husband’s car (he never saw car spiders without me), and I haven’t had such an influx since. When I find something definitive I do plan on posting it.
From an egyptological perspective, I would second @starsandepithets suggestion of Selket/Serket. As she said, spiders most likely got lumped in with their arachnid cousins the scorpions, which would also explain the almost compete lack of reference to them (I’ve seen one image referencing spiders and it was extremely dubious and suspect).
As for others, @starsandepithets mentioned Anansi, who is well attested to in West African folklore. I’m not certain if he is from a closed tradition or not, so I would tread very carefully if you do not have African heritage. Several Native American tribes have a Grandmother Spider or someone similar, but these, of course, are closed traditions and not recommended out of respect for those native peoples.
I ALWAYS get Serqet as spiders. I figure it’s because we don’t have scorpions in my area and spiders are the next best thing. I literally found one in my offering bowl in a closed cabinet the day after I’d used it one time when she wanted my attention and I was still trying to identify who she was.
A short one off comic starring everyone’s favorite agent of chaos. I may have been inspired slightly by recent drama (I have it on good authority that Set enjoys a good drama)
“How did you say the slash mark with your mouth like that”- A/pep probably.