Monthly Archives: October 2009

Samhain Percolations

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Our coven celebrated Samhain on Wednesday night. It was the full moon too but the group conscience says that we never mix a full moon with Samhain. We concentrate fully on the Sabbat.

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I made a special dish, which I highly recommend, perfect for Samhain and those who are especially connected to Hekate. Chopped hard boiled eggs with mayo and pepper on the bottom layer, sweet onions (saved the walla walla’s for this), cream cheese and sour cream, topped with black caviar. You can take chopped parsley and “frost” the sides too but I didn’t. All Her favorites. Black, white, eggs, onions. Served on crackers, it was delicious. Spendy but I wanted to celebrate all the abundance that I’ve received of late.

Everyone brought their divination tools. Before hand we were drawing cards and ogham sticks and I was getting some really great stuff. Pulled the 9 of cups from my High Priest’s deck. Niiiiice.

We had the ancestor altar and a large dumb supper. I had remembered to bring two photos because I printed them off at work and completely forgot the photos of my ancestors. So I had the photo of me and Joel and one of Steve Marriott. LMAO. I figured that my ancestors were close enough and I did got messages from all of them. But I got a lot of stuff from Joel and Steve. What was really weird is that folks kept saying things that were titles and lyrics from S.M.’s songs, including one of my favorite love songs, Say No More. It was a little uncanny after awhile.

During the ritual we had a lot of drumming and rattles and singing and dancing, really frikking cool, the coolest ever. The God took each of us to the divination corner one at a time while this was going on. I did a brief grounding and meditation, talked to Joel and Steve (and Alva and Lou and Nana and Beebo and Grandpa Uncle Bill), pulled some cards from my DruidCraft deck. Thanks guys, that about sums it up. Smiled my ass off. Suffice it to say that I got a lot of high cup cards that night. Went back to the group, picked up my rattle, and tranced out and yet remained fully there.

Asked an ancestor that was of my blood to show up. I’m adopted so all my ancestors are not of the blood. I was curious who might be connected to me in that way. And I got some voodoo queen, all caribbean, rattles and snakes and fire and blood and rum, Papa Legba and Urzulie. Extremely interesting images and energy. How frikking cool and very curious since my Mom’s family is from Kingston Barbados. Perhaps, blood or no blood, they are still my ancestors.

And I said a long and heartfelt goodbye to Joel, thanked him again for all the good. Asked him to send me someone to love who had many of his qualities and who would be a strong love like ours but without the drunkeness and womanizing. *wink*

It has to be the best ritual I’ve ever attended. I’ve attended a few Samhains that have knocked my socks off, my favorite sabbat of all, but this one was just amazing. I can’t even tell you about the drawing down the goddess part. Really, I can’t even tell you. Holy Mother, it was astonishing though.

So, tonight I’m gonna boogie til the rooster crows or I turn into a pumpkin…

Credit where Credit is due

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I have the best boss ever. Really and truly. Go to great lengths to make her happy. My dad asked me the other day what it was she did that warranted such praise. It made me pause to realize that it was simply because she says things like Thank You and I Love How You Organize Everything. Wow, a kind and communicative human being. How sad that they are so rare in overseers that it’s something to be grateful for. But grateful I am.

Then I recalled our meeting that morning. We receive several letters and phone calls every day from people with desperate stories about loved ones dealing with Borderline Personality Disorder and suicide. The stories are truly heartbreaking. I found several my first week that were several months old. And when MML and I went over them her distress at how these had fallen through my predessors fingers, how late we were, and how much she wanted to help them, really touched my heart.

The Worst Boss I Ever Had worked with and did research on the disabled. His own son was terribly physically disabled. The day he found out I had fibromyalgia he said to me that if he had known that when he interviewed me he never would have hired me. It was that statement that I believe sealed his fate when I filed a claim with the state for benefits based on a hostile work enviornment.

To be working with such a wonderful and truly caring indivdual is so welcome.

Cancer this week

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Israeli poet Yehuda Amichai (1924-2000) witnessed the full range of experiences that life on this planet has to offer, from war to love and everything in between. During an interview he gave in Jerusalem in 1994, he said, “I can stand on my balcony and tell my children, ‘Over there I was shelled for the first time, and over there, to the right, just beneath those trees, I was kissed for the first time.'” I suspect his words will soon be meaningful for you, Cancerian. It’s likely you’ll have a breakthrough or epiphany near a place where you once suffered disappointment. Halloween costume suggestion: the phoenix.

Well, since I’m loving my job right now, great people, seriously nice boss, a truly good human being she is, 30 hours a week suits me but it’s barely enough to get things done, and since it’s so close to a place where I had the absolute shittiest boss in the world, well perhaps I’m having the breakthrough already.  But I prefer to think that perhaps I’m soon to find love because that certainly qualifies and I’ve been doing that magical work too.  Abundance abounds.  But hey, I’ll settle for liking going to work.  I can deal with that.  It’s a novel concept for me.