Helping humankind live with the earth not against it

Author: katborealis (Page 10 of 28)

My adventure with tasseography

Yup. I have no idea. Did I do something interesting today? Nope. Just work, which is interesting to me but… not something I am going to write about here.

I did some brain storming and I decided to make some tea (because its a little chilly tonight). I guess I should start with what I am drinking tonight. I am drinking TWG tea chamomile. And I think I am going to tell you my tea reading.

In New Orleans I went to Bottom of the Cup Tea Room. This was my first ever reading for me by a stranger. We went back into the individual room and had a pleasant conversation getting everything set up. The steps listed on their website are

The method of use:

Place loose tea in cup.
Pour in ½ inch hot water
Turn cup upside down on napkin
Client turns cup all the way over once
Client places left hand on cup (tune into the individual’s vibrations)
Remove napkin
Turn cup three times counterclockwise
Read patterns formed by grounds in cup, beginning at the handle and moving left to right.

I had Lettie and we got along famously! I’m not sure about the turning but I placed my hands on the cup for a while while we just talked. I didn’t bring my camera in, or cell phone for that matter so I had nothing to take a picture of the reading but we talked about the shapes. She also gave me a prediction and did a three card spread. I would have read them a little different but with the same general meaning.

I think what made me feel like I wanted this to be my first reading experience was how comfortable the shop felt. I put a lot of weight on how comfortable I feel in a shop, and more than a few times that has kept me from buying things in other shops of all types.

I also got a CD for my reading which I am listening to now with my husband, which is totally fun. He is 100% atheist so I can’t wait to hear what he thinks! He smiled while listening to it and then said “well it was pretty vague…”

I see the bunny in the moon….
see!? Its the bunny! 
I found some charts and lists of symbols online and thought I would share these. There are lots of resources online and I haven’t tried reading my own yet but when I do I’ll let you know what works for me! 
How to read locations within the cup
Symbols

Reef Love

I am a little sleepy for writing anything long. I just got back from a night snorkel on my favorite little reef. I love how different the reef feels at night. During the day you can see all around you and how shallow the area is. At night everything feels so vast! You can only really see as far as the light from your light travels.

The creatures on the night reef are different from the day reef. I will just leave you with my favorite image. There are brittle stars on our reef, and at night their arms snake out from every crack. But when you shine your light on them they start to retract back into the dark corners.

Brittle stars or ophiuroids. Closely related to sea stars

Seahenge

I went on a strange journey the other day. It started with wondering over to The Confessions of a Hedge Witch Blog, and specifically her post my night in the mound. There was a video linked which I will also link here. I found it fascinating. I love standing stones, this is no secret. I want to live somewhere that I can put up my own. What struck me about this video was the location mentioned called Seahenge.

[youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OdvBePlmxAg]
I know I love Stonehenge, but what I loved about this Documentary was being introduced to so many other interesting sites. I have a very good friend who is an Archaeologist trained in England and you can bet this video is sitting in his inbox with a note that says “How much is arm waving bull shit?” because lets face it, its made for the general public and for some reason TV producers don’t think the truth is interesting enough…. 
The site like I said that most caught my eye was Seahenge. Seahenge is located in Norfolk England, in the town of Holme-next-the-Sea. This is a early Bronze Age timber circle. The site consists of a ring of logs with a large inverted oak stump. 
Location Map, because.
Seahenge (I think this is a reconstruction)
photo from open university page
The work to preserve the wood (that would have quickly started to degrade since being exposed) was protested (of course), but it is not preserved. There is an excellent write up on the Open University page Here
Anyways I will let you know what the archaeology friend says! 

liminal space and names

I am in love with the word liminal these days. I just adore it. Liminal spaces and places, I just love it.

lim·i·nal
/ˈlimənl/
1. of or relating to a transitional or initial stage of a process.
2. occupying a position at, or on both sides of, a boundary or threshold.

Mandorla or Vesica piscis

I like it because most of the time I feel like I exist in a liminal world, halfway between science and magic. I have one foot in each but stand not totally in any. I like thinking about liminal time as well. Like right now, the sun just set but it is not yet night. There is still light in the sky in one direction and in the other the stars will soon start to pop out. It is not day, and it is not night. This is my favorite time, dusk. I think these spaces are important. You can’t tell how dark it is unless you have light to compare it to, and liminal spaces are the perfect places to look at differences. 

I am getting to names. The reason I am combining these two topics is because of the name I used many years in my magical work. I have many names, and I tend to collect nicknames. As a practical matter I have my given name, my common nickname, the name I use for this blog and podcast, and then my magical names as well as a new Hawaiian name.

I have 2 magical names that I have used for many years. I can only tell you one. I have a name that I use between me and spirit only. No one else knows this name. It is really more a syllable and I’m not even sure I would be able to write it. I call that MY name. It is how I identify myself to spirits, and cannot be confused with anyone else. My other name is my magical name in the traditional sense. This is a name that I have used around the community before, and likely will continue to use. I know it can be confusing but since every time I have moved somewhere I get a new nickname it feels totally normal to me. My craft/magic name is Dusk. It always has been.

Dusk is my favorite time of day. You are stuck between the world of the Sun and the world of the Moon. Between a blue sky (or gray because I am from Seattle…) and inky black. It is the time of day I feel most alive. I love dusk! The light slowly drains from the sky and if you are not paying attention the night sneaks up on you. I had a Greek myth book as a kid and I was always fascinated with Nyx and Selene. I loved the images of both, one pulling night over the world like a blanket and the other riding the moon across the sky. When the clouds are just right in the evening sky it seems like I can see the edges of her cloak as Nyx covers the world in night.

Somehow I managed to write about two things at once leaving you in a liminal place between subjects. I hope you are prepared for an over use of the word liminal until I find a new favorite word!

Waiting at the crossroads…

I feel like many of the posts I have written this month are full of “common” knowledge. However, I do find that it is important to rediscover even the most common of common knowledge, because while you know it, sometimes you don’t know it, if you know what I mean. Reflecting on my thoughts and feelings has helped in this strange time I have been going through.

I have always been a pretty driven person, and generally there has been a goal in my life. My job is a job. This is totally new and uncharted territory for me. I am not working on a degree and there is no end date. This I think is why my mind has wandered to my somewhat neglected spiritual path. I put all of my effort and work into my studies for so long, that it was the entirety of my life. Religion was something that had to be quick so I could get back to work. Sort of. The whole reason I am a geologist is born out of my religion, so in a way I have felt like my work was part of my path.

That first geology class I took was wonderful and challenging. I had never really considered myself a “science person” and was thinking about anthropology or maybe world religions as areas of study, having recently abandoned the idea of a career in classical music. And then we went on field trips, and had labs, and I started to see the landscape a little differently. In order to fulfill the science requirement for my school I had to take a total of 3 geology classes. The second quarter I took 2 at the same time. One was Historical Geology (which kicked my ass), and the other was called Physical Geology. In my physical geology class we talked about the forces that shape the landscape. It was a fascinating class that further opened my eyes to how the landscape had a story written on it. Of course as a student of nature and lover of nature I wanted to know more (and who can argue with field trips!?). I think what most struck me was how immediate and current it was. This science wasn’t abstract. I started this class a month after the Sumatra earthquake and tsunami. My teacher used photographs to explain how the waves formed and how they were different from surf breaking no the storm. Current events, with videos and photos that were barely a month old. It was real and alive to me. I had experienced earthquakes before and felt like I was on a boat as the waves rolled through. Now I had concepts and terms to explain what I had felt. The world was alive around me and I wanted more.

This photo screams field trip!

So I took mineralogy. And you know what? I hated that class. It was HARD. I worked my ass off like I hadn’t had to at that point. I didn’t get it, I couldn’t quickly excel, not even close. But I liked the people and I still was convinced I liked geology. I also liked that it was hard and I wasn’t bored yet. Next I took a field class. 3 weeks living in a tent camping in different spots and learning to read the story of the earth through outcrops. Petrology sold me on geology. A road cut became a book with a story it couldn’t wait to tell you. I was sold. From then on out I was geology nuts! I had found my place. The earth was alive, it sang about its history and I had been given the tools to listen.

My path through geology has been one of  “Oooo something sparkly!!!” and off I go. I have ended up very far away from that first love of petrology but my drive unlock the story of what the earth is telling me is still strong within me. It has driven me through undergrad and grad school to where I am today.

But I haven’t forgotten what called me onto this path. The feeling I got when sitting in the woods when I was young. My spiritual life took back burner as I charged through school, and now I have time to nourish it again. As I know and have came to fully understand this month, this is a process that cannot be rushed. This isn’t like a class that you study hard for a quarter or semester and take an exam and you are done. There is no “end date” and there is no final. Lack of structure is something that I have always struggled with.

In doing all that studying for school I found something very valuable to know. I suck at learning from books. There, I said it. I can read something, and it make no sense, but the second someone else reads it to me suddenly things start clicking. I learn best in a hands on discussion based setting. For academic work I made sure I went to a school with small class sizes, but in my spiritual life? Well that tends to involve other people. Something I don’t have where I am right now.

The last group I actively worked with was when I was an undergrad. I was a member of a student pagan group at my school and while it was awkward (I had never worked with anyone before, or FINISHED a single pagan book even through I started lots…) I really do value the time we spent together. Then I ran away again (ok I went to grad school). I went to a research school and there was NO pagan group on campus. I tried to contact a small group I found on witchvox (that was close… ish…) but their attitude totally turned me off. They could have been awesome but I am skittish.

So here I am. In a beautiful place, full of amazing spirits, and no one to share it with. I think I need a teacher. I have known this for a while but I really think I need some guidance on my next step. I don’t know that I will find one here, but you never know. The world works in mysterious ways. I belong to no tradition, I have no training, I have no magical lineage, and I stand at a crossroads waiting for a guide who may or may not come. But, I have my heritage. I am proud of my families deep roots in the New and Old worlds. I am North American, I am pagan, and I fucking love this planet. At the very least I know who I am.

Making progress

Meditations on the Path of Knowledge

We live in a culture of instant gratification. We want results, things, and information NOW. Part of what I love about Burning Man is taking the internet away from myself. Its good for me to disconnect. I would do it more in my life, but with my work it can be hard to be a Luddite completely for a week. Even in this culture where advances happen at a breakneck speed it can be good to remember that some goals are only met with slow progress.

I was reminded of this at work today. I had a bit of a break through (tiny really, didn’t recognize it until I was sharing this weeks progress with my boss). The work on this project has been slow, and every day I have felt like I got nowhere. But slowly over the last 3 months I have taken this project from idea to almost result (I should get a result tomorrow). Every step seems insignificant, and I can’t point to any “jump” forward. Yet here I am. It was constant slow progress that got me where I am. Sometimes when you walk a path you do it slowly while looking at your feet. This isn’t a bad thing, but it means sometimes you forget that you are making forward progress.

This sort of work takes time, and generally careful thought. When you get there though you have a very strong foundation you have built up. It works in research and I think it works in spirituality as well. We want to reach our goals almost as soon as we decide on them (and I am guilty of this as well). However, real growth, and real progress must be built on a solid foundation. Sometimes it can be easy to forget that to get where you are it took many baby steps and many days and months and years.

What is that saying? Nothing in life worth having is easy? Embrace the hard work, long hours and baby steps. It is totally worth it! Now I am going to celebrate my progress by drinking wine and watching cartoon!

P.S. Don’t forget about the November Giveaway!

Learning Tonk

If you are not familiar with the Black Company Books by Glen Cook, you should be. They are excellent!

I’m not going to talk about the books (although I really love them), I am going to talk about a card game. Tonk. What do these have in common? The Black Company (main characters of the series) always mention playing Tonk (for money, and Goblin always cheats). My husband introduced the Black Company to me and we talked a few times about learning Tonk, because it sounded so fun.

We looked it up a few times and couldn’t get our heads around it even though it seemed simple. Last night we decided to put some effort into it and just learn the damn thing. We found the most awesome video. (Don’t worry its the one below). We took out the cards Cory and Lain from NWW gave me to go with Cory’s awesome book at the Meetup, and started to play. Yup, its totally fun. We are always looking for a good 2 person game and so far two nights in a row have totally enjoyed it. We played a few hands last night and a few hands when I got home from work. If you are thinking “come on, cribbage is a good one”, it is… and it is a game my dad taught me. Apparently I am too damn good at it, and both my husband refuses to play with me. So Tonk it is!

[youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3xAdifaeny8]

The gap between ideal daily practice and reality

Meditations on the Path of Knowledge

I think we all have an ideal daily practice that we all fall short of. For a long time I had the attitude that I had to always try for that ideal. Recently I gave up on that ideal and opted for “do-able”. Doing this has been very freeing and I no longer feel like a bad witch when I can’t do something. I am a bit of a perfectionist, and as a scientists I am trained to be complete and precise in my work, and I had to give that up in my spiritual practice (not easy!).

Ideal: My ideal is morning and evening meditation, morning and evening yoga, daily journaling and divination, and/or reading and studying. (I’m lucky to get out of bed without hitting the snooze button 4 times by the way….)

I talked with SilverShadow a while ago and he suggested starting working more with ancestors. I wrote a little bit about my Mom yesterday. She keeps what I consider our family ancestor alter. She has a table covered in photos of loved ones (from both her family and my Fathers family), and a mini dias de las muertas alter (its so freaking cute). We also have an ancestor hall (a hallway with more photos). I have a few photos but I am definitely going to need to get more for my family and I would also like to get some for my Husbands family. Even with these limited photos I started a very quick and easy (but still meaningful) daily practice.

Do-able every day: I have ancestor incense that I bought locally, and two containers I feel comfortable lighting tea lights and not having to sit and watch them. I light my candles and incense and say thank you for all the blessings in my life.

Simple, and fast. Some days I can manage more from my list but at least I can do my one simple thing. It is very freeing to find that simple act that I can do.

I would be interested to hear what you all do every day or what your ideal practice looks like!

My mother is a pantheist… I am a Jedi?

Meditations on the Path of Knowledge

I have trouble with the differences and exact definitions between pantheism and animism. My mother describers herself as a pantheist and when I was younger I looked it up to see what it was she meant.

pan·the·ism – /ˈpanTHēˌizəm/ – noun
1. a doctrine that identifies God with the universe, or regards the universe as a manifestation of God

My mother was raised Christian but, her belief is more that God is in everything, and her church was nature. This is mostly how I was raised. We went to Church maybe twice a year, and almost never the same one. I am not sure what it was my Mom was looking for in a Church but she never found it.

I do not consider myself a pantheist, maybe because I don’t require the existence or non-existence of a specific “God” or “Gods”. I have always felt that there was something, that wasn’t explained in the physical sense that was all around and incorporated in everything. Like everything that has mass has gravity, everything has this essence. It is my personal belief that we do not have the tools to explain or understand whatever this is, but it doesn’t keep us from trying. I also in my belief allow for this thing to be “found” characterized and explained. I like to use the term “spirit” or “essence”.

My husband is an atheist and the first time we had a discussion about my views he started laughing and then quoted the following scene.

[youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x2YQJsbbWNA]
So now, forever, he just tells me I believe in The Force. And you know what? I am totally ok with that. All of this is to come around to what I consider myself, and that would be an animist. 
 an·i·mism – /ˈanəˌmizəm/ – noun

1. the attribution of a soul to plants, inanimate objects, and natural phenomena.
2. the belief in a supernatural power that organizes and animates the material universe.

Now I am always very careful to define my terms, and I don’t like using ones that have a precise and physical meaning. Force is an influence on an object. F = ma right? You grab a physics text book if you want to look up how to describe a force. The same goes for Energy, energy is a basic property of an object and again I go back to physics books. You will rarely find me using these terms for anything other than their physical description (obvious exception The Force). I also don’t like the term “soul” since it has a very specific cultural meaning for us of Western European ancestry. Because I am not good at making up my own terms, I use “spirit” and “essence” but mostly “spirit”.

I don’t discount entirely the existence of one or more deities. It could just be that I have not been made totally aware of them in my work. Most of my work deals with the spirit of place. Different physical locations feel very different to me.

Back to my topic, pantheism vs animism. I am never happy with the definitions I have found, and I am not an anthropologist. This is personally how I define the two. Pantheism is the belief that everything is or is part of A God or set of Gods. Animism is the belief in a spirit that runs through everything and doesn’t require a “God” but doesn’t discount it either. I remember when I first looked up pantheism thinking that it was close to what I believed but not exactly it. My Mom believes in GOD, I don’t, and there had to be something to describe that distinction. Like I said in the beginning I always struggle with the exact definitions of these two words. Maybe that is why I find just saying “I believe in something like “The Force” to really be the quickest way to get my point across.

So does that make me a Jedi? Of course there are Force Witches, but they are dark side…. maybe I am just Force sensitive.

P.S. When I play table top Star Wars I somehow always get Dark Side points… I get too excited about everything including critical hits. Also I never understood how just killing someone doesn’t get you Dark Side points…. even if they are a Sith, you still killed someone…

Borealis Meditation Super Give Away #1!

NOVEMBER 2013 GIVEAWAY
Dates: 11/17 – 11/27 (10 days)

Question: What is your (current) favorite landform or type of landform? Please post a photo with your answer in the comments.

Winner will be chosen on 11/28 and has until 11/30 to claim their prize (so I can ship it before my next trip).

This giveaway is sadly only for US shipping addresses but check back next month if you are out of the US!
UPDATE: I am willing to pay for US shipping for this item, if you are willing to pay the difference then by all means enter away!

Prize! A copy of Witches and Pagans and the 2014 Witches Companion
These items were provided by BBI Media and Llewellyn Publishing for the 2013 Magical Media Meetup
Drawing type: Random Number from all qualifying answers!

Please refer to giveaway rules:
#1: answer question
#2: answer between dates given
#3: check back to claim your prize
#4: pay attention to restrictions on shipping
#5: no bitching (have fun!)
#6: open to everyone (see #4) so feel free to share
#7: Reviews are good, review if you care inclined.
(more details on the RULES post)

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