So, FINALLY…I’ve settled on a name for the new blog that I’ve been wanting to start for awhile, “Journeys of a Nomadic Pagan”, and will be writing about my journeys, experiences, little adventures and thoughts as just that – a nomadic Pagan, physically (as most of you know, we are a military family and have been on the move quite a bit) and spiritually. I will be moving and/or re-blogging some of my older stuff onto this new page from my “Journeying to the Goddess” blog as I see fit. I look forward to another new adventure with an open heart and open mind. I will be working in and writing about some of my other past experiences at previous locations and duty stations as well. I hope that you too will enjoy the journey and perhaps will find my experiences relatable or even inspiring and relevant to your Path or Journey…Goddess bless!
From January 18, 2013 – Georgia
“I claim this space in the name of Brighid!” I thought to myself as I staked Her flag proudly in front of our house this afternoon. Today, we got into the garage and went through all of those items (outdoor decor, my holiday decorations, tools, and outdoors type items) to assess them, organize and repack as needed. I was relieved to find all my items in tact and set to separating them into their own separate boxes (Imbolc, Beltaine, Samhain items, etc.) as the packers sometimes throw crazy things into boxes regardless of the fact that I had them organized and separated before hand, but anyways…I digress…
I made a long overdue introduction to the Nature Spirits that dwell in the charming little area in front of our house and left offerings of milk, bread and honey. It felt appropriate and that the offerings were accepted and set to decorating…
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From December 4, 2012 – New York
As winter has ever so slowly been making its way to the North Country, I’ve yet again begun to feel Skadi’s presence. Along with Her presence, I’ve been feeling a draw or a pull to explore the Norse and Germanic pantheons. Since I had just finished reading A Dance with Dragons and have at least another 1 1/2 – 2 years before the next book in A Song of Ice and Fire series comes out, I was browsing my bookshelves and wondering what to read next. My attention was drawn to 3 books in particular; Exploring the Northern Tradition by Galina Krasskova; Essential Ásatrú by Diane L. Paxson and Northern Mysteries and Magick by Freya Aswynn. I ended up picking Krasskova’s book a few nights ago as it looked like a good intro into the Norse and Germanic beliefs, pantheon and lore.
The book thus far has turned out to…
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From September 5, 2012 – New York
I really wanted to write about this last night, right after I had this “unique” experience, but with the weather being so bad and my poor internet connection, it was pretty much impossible.
“Twer a dark and stormy night…and there I was, looking out and watching the rain just pouring down – really thinking about whether or not I really wanted to brave the rain to go out to my Sacred Space and leave an offering of whiskey, hoping that the Shining Ones would understand that I was really tired and didn’t feel like getting sop and wet. I figured, “Ah, what the heck. Let’s do this.” So I donned a coat I found with a hood and made my way out there.
As I was giving thanks for the blessings I had received that day and was about to offer my whiskey, I felt something brush up against my…
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So, I’m very thankful – it’s been a very successful week, both spiritually and mundanely…well, except for this morning when I had to be up at 4:30AM to drive my husband to the airport (Army stuff). But, then again, I’m thankful for that now that I think about it because this school he is going to and the orders we will receive when he completes it has stopped him from being deployed to Afghanistan…so yes, I can say that I’m thankful for that.
Anyways, spiritually – I’ve made a very long-awaited connection with Epona. As I’ve stated in comments under my Epona entry, I’ve always loved and had a strong connection with horses. Equine Science was my first college major until I’d gotten into a car accident on my way to college one early icy morning on my way to the horse barn to groom and take care of the horse that I was responsible for, Briar. Despite having to be up at 5AM every morning to get to the horse barn, it was well worth it to me as I loved EVERYTHING about it. I loved the smells, the sounds of the horses whinnying and snorting, and most especially grooming her. That was when I was at peace in my “happy place” – spending that one on one time with her rubbing, brushing and picking hooves. I also loved riding – the freedom from all my cares that came with it was amazing…
In my younger days, when confronted, being “cut down” or if someone tried to discourage me from doing something I had set my mind to, I remember “feeling” like a wild horse saying, “I will not be broken!” Stubborn…very stubborn (if truth be told, I still am). I’ve felt a faint connection with Epona for several years now; with Her name popping into my head for no apparent reason and calling out to Her when feeling weak, hurt and vulnerable. For the past few weeks, I’ve been feeling Her energy grow stronger and stronger as She made Her way into my life and really made Her presence known. Perhaps that began when during our last Druid study group several weeks ago, I pulled the Horse card from the Druid Animal Oracle deck after focusing on the question, “What do I need to focus on today?” I’ve also felt a spark with Rigantona and Rhiannon, even Macha; but more so with Epona. Maybe because Her energy just feels so much “older” and primal to me than Rhiannon, Rigantona and Macha.
It’s been extremely healing, opening up a whole new sense of deeper love, understanding, forgiveness and acceptance that I was afraid that I’d never come to know. I had a friend a long time ago that said, “Pony medicine is good medicine – healing medicine,” and as far as I’m concerned, he was right on the money! I’m not sure what finally sealed the deal completed this connection – perhaps when it was when I was riding one of the horses with my daughter at the Renaissance Festival last Sunday – I have no idea. All I know is that She’s here and I’m so thankful for Her warm, loving and peaceful presence I feel when my anger or feelings of discontent and frustration flare up. I can “see” Her: a milk-white mare with big soft brown eyes just staring at me and feel Her comforting warmth.
I’ve also decided to try to work with Her as a Gatekeeper, which I understand is usually a male deity. However, I feel She would make a perfect Gatekeeper as She is associated with protection, keys, the Otherworld and Underworld, being a psychopomp, travel, shape-shifting, dreams, the Feminine and magic – just to name a few of Her associations. As I have more of a Dianic nature, it just feels right.
I’ve thought a lot about the Goddesses that I feel connected to and noticed a pattern. First off, Brighid – Celtic, who goes by many names depending on the region or tribe you’re looking at (i.e. Brìde in Scotland, Brigindū in Gaul, Brigantia in Great Britain, etc.). Nemetona – Celtic, worshiped in eastern Gaul. Sulis – Celtic, another Gaulish Goddess worshiped at the thermal spring of Bath (with associations with Brighid). And now Epona – another Gaulish Goddess worshiped throughout the Celtic and even Roman world. I also have an interest in Artio a Celtic/Gaulish bear Goddess, worshiped notably at Bern (Switzerland) and Abnoba, another Gaulish Goddess who was worshipped in the Black Forest and surrounding areas with connections to Diana (another favorite Goddess of mine). Do you see a pattern? They’re all Celtic Goddesses, yes, but more specifically, they’re all Gaulish.
I think I’ve found my pantheon 🙂
This kind of surprised me as I had expected it to be more of an Irish pantheon, but the feeling of connectedness just isn’t as strong as it is with the Gaulish pantheon. Perhaps because of my Ancestors? I will freely admit that yes, I am a mutt – Sicilian, Polish and Czechoslovakian on my father’s side and Irish, German, Polish, English, French and Dutch on my mother’s side. Now, I know that there are people who say that ancestry doesn’t have too much of an influence on what deities call to you, and I agree with that; however, I feel that sometimes, it does.
Onto a different topic now…
I’ve just now discovered a very yummy and acceptable offering to the Shining Ones – Jack Daniels Tennessee Honey. It caught my eye one day as I was walking through the PX looking for a bottle of whiskey to use for my offerings, especially after our very successful garage sale we’ve been running all this past week. I felt a collective acceptance from the Shining Ones as we gave offerings of thanks for our blessings we had received.
That then inspired my husband…mead making. Eventually, when he retires from the military, we would really like to live a self-sustainable life. My aunt and uncle are beekeepers and sell their own honey. I one day want to learn this skill and sell honey and make soaps and skincare products. My husband sees an opportunity to make and sell mead as well. Perhaps some Divine Inspiration? 🙂 Who knows…we’ll see where this dream takes us…
From August 17, 2012 – New York
I’ve been blessed with a few experiences these past few weeks that have been a bit of a wake up call for me. My daughter, who will be 4 in November, has been very observant of books I have laying out that I use as references to my daily Goddess blog and statuary I have around the house on my altars. She asks questions, as to who They are and I explain that they’re Goddesses. She likes to look at the images and say, “Oohh, nice Goddess!”
She’s also been very observant of my acts of devotion and thanks to the gods. Whenever we bake together (my daughter, 2 & 1/2 year old son and myself), we always make wishes and stir love into whatever we’re baking. Then, whatever it is, when it comes out of the oven, I set a cookie, a muffin, the first heal of bread aside…
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From June 19, 2012 – New York
Last week or so, I got my Ár nDraíocht Féin (ADF) Membership package containing an introduction to the Ár nDraíocht Féin and the Druid Path and ADF Membership Guide in which are requirements for starting the Dedicant Program. “Awesome!” I thought. With the end of these college classes upon me in less than a week and the Moon of Dedication coming up in a few weeks, this is the perfect time to start my Dedicant Path.
This morning, I had a most interesting dream. I dreamt that I was talking to a woman in the middle of the woods. We were on a stone/gravel type path with large mossy rocks scattered all around. It was kind of grey and misty and I could not make out her face. The message she conveyed to me was that in order to really belong to the ADF, I must accept the wolf. I…
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