My friend Elizabeth, who writes about her spiritual journey in Twilight and Fire, has graciously awarded me with the “Inspiring Blogger Award”.
At first I was very flattered and honored, and then I saw the fine print. It’s more like a blogger meme and less like an award, but what the hey.
The rules, should you choose to follow them, are:
1. You make a post that features the image, and a link back to the blog of the person who awarded you.
2. You find seven other blogs to give the award to, and list links to them in your entry.
3. You drop comments in said blogs so they are aware of this “honor”
4. You then post seven facts about yourself.
Before I dole out the mentions, let me first say that if any of you decide not to further this Internet-age chain letter, I totally understand. Secondly, I tried to choose blogs that I felt dealt with spiritual matters in different ways – relationships with Deity that aren’t God/devotee or God/godspouse; aspects of spirituality that tend not to be discussed, or blogs that inspire me to think more deeply about my own journey. These are not meant to be “Seven of the Coolest People I Know”, so if you’re not here, please don’t be offended.
That all being said, here are my seven inspiring blogs:
Notes of a Barking Shaman.
Wintersong is a fellow disabled shaman who writes not only about spiritual matters, but all sorts of subjects that are near and dear to him. I love that he’s open about his experiences with Tourette’s Syndrome, about his struggles with polyamory, and his relationship with a non-standard-pantheon Deity.
Story of a Godslave
Fala is in a M/s relationship with Cernunnos. I love her blog because godslavery is one of those controversial topics among spirit workers, and because most spirit workers who have God-relationships relate to the Norse, Greek, or Egyptian pantheons. I also love that she writes about the challenges of being in a poly V with a God and a human partner (something I plan on writing about for my other blog soon.)
The House of Vines
Sannion is an insightful, thoughtful, sometimes comedic, sometimes prolific blogger who has a fascinating relationship with Dionysus. Sometimes I need to have a Wikipedia or Encyclopedia Mythica window open while reading his blog because of its use of grecian reconstruction language, but I could use the education anyway. Most spirit workers I know read this blog, but it can’t hurt to give Sannion another shout-out.
The Divine Twins
Another Greco-Roman focused blog, John intertwines his devotion to the Divine Twins and other Greco-Roman Deities with his Yoga practice. He has a much different take on spirituality and how it manifests than most of the people I tend to discuss such things with, and I find reading his blog can feel like a nice sorbet.
Blue Flame Magick
I was turned onto this blog by Michelle Belanger, so blame them. I find the combination of Ceremonial Magick and Buddhism to be intriguing. For those who are interested in magic(k) as a force separate and unique from spirituality, I can’t recommend this blogger enough. Sometimes the entries can be a bit advanced, so if you’re new to all this will-working stuff (and particularly CM) I’d suggest reading a book or two before you dive in. Or maybe you can pick it up as you go along? Anyway, I always either learn something new or remember something I’ve forgotten when I read this blog.
Rock Of Eye
Yeah, yeah, this is the second blog of a lover I’m honoring (Wintersong being the other), but that’s not why I chose Alex’s blog. Rock of Eye has some of the qualities I’ve recognized in other blogs – he has a God relationship that is not devotee/God or God/godspouse (his is a traditional Leather Daddy/boy relationship) and his God comes from a non-standard-pantheon Deity. What I really find inspiring about what he writes is that he is transparent about the fact that he’s still figuring this all out as he goes along; that he still has a healthy amount of doubt; that he makes mistakes and his signal clarity isn’t perfect; but at the end of the day he maintains his faith and does his best to do what Daddy tells him to.
Facing the Fires Within
Eric’s blog is still getting off the ground, but I truly believe it is one to watch out for. He has dedicated himself as a “Rage Priest”, and facilitates private and public rituals that allow people to get in touch with, and honor, their reserves of anger. So many Pagans treat anger as a “negative” emotion, something to suppress and eliminate, rather than express and use. I also know Eric personally, and I love that he’s still making the mental leap from philosopher to mystic.
I figured we needed a silly image to break up this post.
Seven Facts About Myself:
(Some of these were specifically requested from friends on Facebook, so don’t blame me.)
I was born in San Angelo, TX, but I have no memories of it and have never been there since. I recently met someone who grew up there, and quizzed them about what life is like.
In fourth grade, I convinced several of my classmates that I was a leprechaun. I had just moved to a new school and was terrified the kids wouldn’t like me. So I told them I was from Ireland (easy since I had long red hair and pale, freckled skin) and that I couldn’t grow much larger than I already was (I was 4’11” at the time) due to my leprechaun blood. That was mostly shot to shit when I hit a growth spurt in sixth grade, but by then the kids had figured out it wasn’t true.
I once thought I would become a professional opera singer. I studied and performed at a professional level from 1991 through 1996 or so. I’ve done a handful of musicals since then, but when I became a shaman my desire to perform like that dried up. Every so often, like watching Glee or Smash, I get a tickle to at least take voice lessons again. I’ve also sung Georgian folk music, and every so often listen to it; I have no Georgian roots, but I got roped into it by my friend Glenn and it’s musically challenging (a capella, very close and non-traditional harmonies, and a somewhat difficult language to sing in for Americans).
My spiritual journey in a nutshell**: I grew up Christian, specifically United Methodist, and I took it very seriously. I heard the call to ministry while I was a freshman in high school, and was preparing to go to seminary when I left college due to being outed as a lesbian. I met a woman to introduced me to Dianic Wicca, a very woman-centric and separatist sect of Paganism, but I wanted more and varied experience. I joined an Alexandrian Wiccan coven, and stayed there for a while, but my beliefs and experiences became more free form and eclectic. Eventually, I started my own coven, but that was a disaster. About that time, I had my first interaction with Loki. I spent a few years privately trying to figure out what I really believed while studying various forms of magic. Finally, I accepted Loki’s offer to be reborn, and became a Northern Tradition Shaman of the madness variety.
I have a tattoo dedicated to the comic-book Deity Delirium from Neil Gaiman’s The Endless. It is fish-themed, as she once said, “I met a lady once who had an imaginary fish.” It is large, and encompasses half of my back and a part of my shoulder/arm. There are fish-shaped tribal designs, colored like her speech bubbles were in the novels; there are various images of butterflies and fish that are also puns – like an Angel fish with a halo, a Hammerhead shark that could do damage to a nail, and a Monarch butterfly with a crown. There are also words – some relate to Delirium and her origins (like “Dream”), and others were taken from various works of creative writing that my friends read while I was being tattooed. It took four sessions, and a culmulative forty hours of work.
At the pagan festival I have attended for the last nine years, I am in charge of the “short bus”, a six-seater golf cart that transports people around the site. I instituted the service on my own, and actually paid for the rental the first year to prove the concept. It has become a fixture of the event, and people continually tell me that without it, they would not be able to attend. I am extremely picky about who I “hire” as staff, because the job is more complex than it seems. Not only do you have to be very customer-oriented, but you also have to have a general working knowledge of the event and its policies; since we’re constantly roaming the grounds, we are the most likely to see medical emergencies as they happen or rules infractions. You also have to be cool headed in an emergency, because the cart is frequently used to transport staff to strategic locations. You also serve as liaison between the attendees and the coordination staff, since we’re the most visible and findable people with radios.
Someone asked, “When did you first start to believe in magic?” When I was Christian, I trusted quite a bit in the power of prayer – not only in the concept that you can ask God for things and He will deliver, but in the more new-agey idea that just focusing on an issue with reverent energy can affect its outcome. When I converted to Paganism, and learned more about will-working, the concept translated pretty much the same, just with different window-dressing. I’ve seen some miraculous manifestations of will, and have been blessed with some pretty specific “coincidental” experiences that felt very much like a tangible result of reverent focus. More than magic, I believe in the power and ability of energy as a real force in this world, and believe that force can be manipulated to increase probabilities.
**I get this question all the time when I ask people want they want to know about me. I feel like I’ve told it here and in Sex, Gods, and Rock Stars, but it was requested on Facebook yet again, so I apologize if it’s the eightieth time you’ve heard it.