A New Beginning

I’ve been looking into Shinto mainly as a way to help me get closer to the Goddess who helped in November of last year. However after talking to Aine Rayne I decided to try something new.

She suggested that I write a description of a place I want to be in my dream in detail or write about meeting with a Goddess, since we’re both writers it made since. (I am not a published author, sorry.) I described a room inside a palace or a temple, that was Asian in design, from the colors, to the furniture, to the materials, and the designs. I described the heck out of that room! However I also wrote down the topics that I wanted to her about, over some tea and mochi of course, and it worked. However, I don’t remember the dream. All I remember is walking up and saying a name. When I realized what I was saying I stopped talking. It was weird, my mouth was moving but no sound came out. Instead I was saying the name silently, no wonder it took me so long to realize what I was saying.

I was saying Amaterasu. Now all I have to do is meet with her again and hopefully remember our meeting this time. I really want to know why she helped me back then? Why she attached a rope from my wrist to hers? I have so many questions for her that I don’t know where to begin.

All of this did inspire me to fix up the Shinto shrine in my room.

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I made the shide (the white zigzag papers) and the rope that they are hung from. The rope is supposed to be made from twisted straw, but I don’t have access to straw. Instead, I used some cotton string. However, a Shinto shrine is supposed to face South or East, because that is the direction that the doors must open. Mine faces to the west. Since I don’t have an actual kamidana (shrine) is this ok? When I find the answer, I will let all of you know what it is.

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The Goddess

Over the years, the Goddess has been worshipped, forgotten and discovered all over again. At one point in time, she was almost eradicated, but held on in the form of Isis. This was the point in time, when Christianity was gaining power. After years of trying to get rid of Isis, and failing every time (way to go Isis!), they decided to absorb her. The result? The Virgin Mary was born, or was given a bigger a role. If you want to learn more about this or just want to learn more about the many faces and aspects of the Goddess. Please read:

An excellent book that tells about Goddesses from all over the world.

 

I heard about this book, from a friend in P.L.A.C.E.S. it was around the time that I first joined the group. I remember asking her, how she knew which Goddess and God were the ones for her. What she told me, I will now tell you, because even though I have switched Goddesses, it has always rang true for me. “I just skimmed the names until one jumped out at me.” You see, at the back of this book, there is a list of Goddesses. It tells where they come from, and what they worshiped for.

For me, no name “jumped out” I just started to feel very warm when I got to the name of my second Goddess. I mainly the Goddess herself, but I do worship the other aspects of her. I ask them and her for guidance or what ever I need, for I know that she is very busy. Anyway, that is how Brighid (Brigid, Brigit, or Brid) came into my life. She’s an Irish Goddess who’s  the Goddess of Fertility, inspiration, and many other things if you do a google search. But they all agree on one thing, and that’s this. She’s the daughter of The Dagda and is often called ‘the poetess’. If you know about the Triple Goddess, then Brigid can be put into the Triple Goddess aspect. Also, if you know about St. Bridget, then you know about the Goddess Brigid. For they are the one and the same, or so I’ve read.

A great site to visit is Encyclopedia Mythica but don’t restrict your searches to just online ones. Your local Library is always a great place to visit, because reading books won’t ruin your eyesight the way a monitor can. Reading books is also a great way to look all scholarly and its also a great way to get in touch with the past and with people. Reading the written word has been done for as long as we remember, or read. And I hate to think that actual books are going out of style, I love the way a book feels and I love how the pages sound as I turn them. Books will be around for a lot longer than or I will. But I digress, sorry about that.

Another great site to visit is The Witche’s Voice or more commonly known at WitchVox. Here you can find a group(s) that follow the same path that you might go down or are already following. I found a kemetic group that is near me, with help from a friend. When I contacted the group, the leader (at least I think she’s the leader) was kind of to help me and answer my questions even though I am not a member. I still ask her for help now then and she always helps me. I will put up a new page that will have all kinds of useful links on later today, so be on the look out for it.

A year or so later I had this gut feeling that Brigid was no longer the Goddess that I needed. So I asked a friend and she confirmed that as people change, so do their God and Goddess. I flipped through the book once more and when I got to Ma’at’s name I bolted straight up and was very, very warm. This feeling was knew to me, and frankly so was Ma’at.

 

Now as I said in an earlier post, I also worship Bast. However, I didn’t find her. She found me. It was while I was doing homework, and I was in major panic mode. A lot was going on in my life at that point, and the last thing I wanted to do was homework. Dorm rooms are very small, so I had piled all of the books that I needed to do my Graphic Design/Typography homework on it. I leaned my elbows against the desk and glanced over at the huge pile. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a black cat walk out of one wall into another. The first thing that went through my head was “Bast.” I felt very warm, comforted, and relaxed. So I went back to my homework.

A minute later, I realized something. Cats can’t walk out of walls, and then back into them. Also, this can’t didn’t have a shadow and on top that it was the forth floor another dorm building. Like all dorms, no pets are allowed except fish. My mind screaming “You’re seeing things! Go eat dinner!” It was almost midnight and I hadn’t eaten anything since lunch, but I ignored my brain and listened to my gut. I knew that Bast had come to me in the only form that she knew I would see. Since that day she has had a place on my alter. I will forever be grateful to her.

 

 

I also had an experience with Ma’at, but at the time, I didn’t know that it was Ma’at. You see I had just met her and Bast, so I couldn’t tell them apart. I was heading down to the living room, to go on my laptop. I had just started to go down the last three steps when I saw a figure dressed in white on my front porch. At the same time I smelled a very strong floral scent. And like last time, the first name that flashed in my mind was Ma’at, but it was more like a question, then a realization. I knew that no one was on my front porch, and that there was nothing white on there either. Also no one in my house wears perfume. So I knew that I had to be either Ma’at or Bast.  Only now, years later have I realized that it was Ma’at. She was telling me, proudly. “I am here.” And I have no problem with that.

Now the thing with Goddesses is that they have a consort or partner. And more often than not, you will also worship that God. But sometimes you might be torn between two of them, like I was. But I will save the Gods for another post. Why? Cause Bast and Ma’at (mostly Bast) are glaring at me. You see Bast loves to have fresh water everyday, and I don’t blame her. I am often running late in the mornings, and when that happens, time isn’t on my side. So changing the water isn’t on the top of my list. So I just spritz some perfume a few times and promise to change it later. It works for me, because the Ma’at, Bast and Thoth are very understanding. But that’s how I view and understand them.

To me, Bast is a mother, and sister all rolled into one and put inside a feline’s body. However, I never forget that Bast can be just as mean, as she is kind. She was once had a lions form I believe. So here’s some advice, never, ever forget that Goddesses are just like us. They two can get pretty angry and vengeful at times.

That’s all for now. Blessed be to all who come. Only love shall enter and only love shall leave.

Autumn SilverMoon