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Morning and Evening Invocations

November 24, 2009

MORNING – Mnemosyne
Mnemosyne, gatekeeper of memory;
I ask for your blessing on this day,
To stir my mind and help me gather my thoughts,
To let nothing important slide past my gaze,
To warm my mind with the touch of divinity, and
To help me remember all that I need.
 
 
EVENING – Lethe
Lethe, goddess of oblivion;
I ask that you rest your hands upon my head
And pour your forgetful waters over my skin,
To soothe away the troubles from my mind,
To calm my frantic thoughts, and
To help me find peace, so that I might sleep.

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Aphrodite – Bath/Shower Ritual

November 19, 2009

(Inspired to share by Ruadhan’s posting of a shower ritual for Asklepios and Hygeia.)

– Light candle (at shrine to Aphrodite);
– Carry lit candle in procession to bath (full)/shower (turned on);
– [Optional] Use candle to light incense that is sacred to Aphrodite;
– Recite Orphic Hymn to Aphrodite;
– Undress and enter bath/shower;
– Recite (own) prayer/poem/mantra/hymn to Aphrodite as cleansing* (should be long enough to last from moment of getting into shower/bath until getting out);
– Extinguish incense;
– Ask for specific blessings/aid, if wanted, whilst incense smoke drifts;
– Extinguish candle and thank Aphrodite.

* The poem/prayer I use, which lasts (when spoken slowly) for the full ~ten minutes of my bath/shower, is the following:

“First, I wet each strand of hair
Letting the water stream down, down,
Removing the day’s aches and pains;
For you, I become beautiful.

I rub shampoo over dark strands,
Letting the bubbles slide down my brow,
Removing the dirt and dust that clings;
For you, I become beautiful.

I wash away the shampoo that would stay,
Letting the water clean my hair and body,
Removing from my skin the troubles of the day;
For you, I become beautiful.

I smooth conditioner over the ends of my hair,
Letting it temper the ends that would split,
Removing those splits in my life, too;
For you, I become beautiful.

I wash away the silky conditioner,
Letting the water stream down until my hair shines,
Removing dead ends from my hair and life;
For you, I become beautiful.

I massage soft foam into my skin,
Letting my body warm beneath the water,
Removing dirt from my skin and my spirit;
For you, I become beautiful.

I wash away the foam, until no bubbles remain,
Letting my gleaming skin sing for itself,
Removing all ills that hang over me, body and soul;
For you, I become beautiful.

For you, for you, for you, for you,
I become beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful;
Your divine light shines down and I bathe in it as I bathe in the water;
For you, Aphrodite, Goddess of the Body, I become.”

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Autumn Blues

November 5, 2009

As I’ve no doubt said before, I’m fairly sure (as in 98% certain) that I suffer from Seasonal Affective Disorder or SAD. That means–for me–that when autumn rolls around, I enjoy perhaps a week or two of it before depression begins to settle in. The world around me seems to be dying: I grow pessimistic and easily stressed – if the world was dying, what use would I be? It’s been especially worse this year–I’ve felt incredibly low since mid-to-late September, and this has only been increased by the pressure of college.

This year, college is incredibly important. If I do bad, I can’t go to university – simple as that. And whilst I can think (especially around others) that, no, I won’t fail, when I’m on my own and all I have to pass the time is my own thoughts… well. Let’s just say, Facebook has seen a few recent furious-depressed bursts in my status lately.

I think that I can actually mark the beginning of my downward spiral toward deepening depression as the autumn equinox. I planned to make positive contact with Persephone in her journey, to libate for her and to offer incense and food offerings in her name – and I was basically “told” that I should back off and learn more about her before I disrespected her with my disrespect. Needless to say, I backed off pretty damned quickly, and submerged myself in reading everything I could. (I’ve not done a “proper” ritual since then, for the record – all I’ve done is light incense, create, & offer a single libation of wine, once.)

Where I live, it’s almost constantly grey. Even in summer. You’re lucky if you get maybe two months of sunshine–throughout the year–and I don’t know how much more I can cope. Thankfully, I *should* be moving at the end of college (aka, this year) – unless, of course, I fail. But if I don’t fail, I’ll be moving back to a part of England where you actually get blue skies. That should help, at the least.

I’m also planning–eventually–on making an appointment with the doctor about seeing what is actually up with me. It could just be stress from college (unlikely, since it happens every year – but especially this year), or my age, or… I don’t know. I think it’s SAD, but I’m not a qualified professional, so obviously I couldn’t ever be one hundred percent certain.

Until then (and after then, of course), I’ll be trying to restart my somewhat slacking relationship with the gods (who do not appreciate my idleness, depression or no depression) and I’ll also be reading again. I’ve not read since roughly the time of the autumn equinox, too – and no doubt that’s affecting me, as I love to read, but I simply can’t. I spent last week in child-land, playing games such as Pokemon and generally relaxing, but if I want to remain not disliked by my gods, that can’t be all I do. Work & childishness do not cultivate a good relationship with the gods. ;)