Pondering the Nature of the Divine

Sometimes, when I ponder the vastness of being, I am tempted to think of the gods as the primary manifestation of divinity, but, when I return to my senses, I remember that I do not believe that is so. In my personal belief system, divinity is pervasive, it is part and parcel of everything. Consequently, all is divine and every thing is divinity. From that standpoint, nothing is really more or less divine than anything else. Sure, deities are big and powerful, with influence that reaches far beyond any one human’s, but the gods are only one facet of divinity. Humans are also divine. So are plants, animals, dwarves, alfs, faeries, the dead, and the myriad other spirits and beings that populate the worlds. I guess this could be categorized as a pantheistic view, but that is still not the sum of it for me.

There is the collective whole of everything which is also divine. With that last bit added, my perspective could more accurately be described as panentheistic. The divine being that is the whole might be beyond human pondering or interaction [but I am not entirely convinced of that]. And what about the flipside? Does that divinity ponder us, interact with us? Does it wonder what we are doing? Does that divinity have a will that supersedes the parts and does that will of the whole directly impact us or must it reverberate through the mechanisms of the universe, changing form and function one billion times before reaching us as a shift in the winds that blow over our homes on a lazy Sunday afternoon? Am I splitting hairs with these questions? Perhaps the whole divinity’s fate both determines and is determined by our myriad fates, just as our fates determine and are determined by it. Such is the nature of interrelationship, of connectedness.

Mysticism as Vocation

A recent post by Dver over at A Forest Door entitled, “Mysticism as vocation in modern paganism“, caught my eye just as I was continuing to draft my own post (started May 16th and that I hope to post before the end of the week…hope!) on mysticism and my budding comprehension and practice of it. I am not certain that mysticism is my vocation (as Dver defines vocation), but I find that mysticism is a part of my Work, the lion’s share of my calling. When I think about my life now and when I envision my life ten years from now, the spirits, the gods, the dead, and all the beings between are an integral part of it. That integration is and will be achieved partly through Service to this world and the otherworlds. Mysticism is growing within my own practice and I hear the call to serve as a bridge between the worlds, which necessitates my own movement within and across a number of worlds and states of being. Honestly, I am still trying to sort out what it all means to/for me and the impact that it will all have on my human, spirit, and deity relationships.

In the article, Dver mentions a group of mystic-spiritworkers that exist between weekend tranceworkers and vocational mystics, between those who have a family, a career, etc., and a full-throttle mystical practice. Perhaps between the two is where I would fit in her model. Or, perhaps my own practice will defy such classification. In my (growing) spirituality all that I do is integrated. I strive to make my spirituality my life and vice versa. Consequently, family, career, and other aspects of life that some consider mundane are not so in my book! Everything that I chose to do is an essential part of my True Self and my highest spiritual expression and a part of my Service and Work. I am not convinced that commitment to the spirits demands giving up family or career or the like.

Does that mean that sacrifice is out of the picture and that I am a part of the entitled majority that doesn’t want to surrender anything but to instead possess everything? No. Everything demands some level of sacrifice; that’s life and I recognize that but I have also found that what we bring into our lives, what we nurture and develop can also serve the gods, spirits, and various other beings. For example, some people’s disir (female ancestors in the Norse/Germanic tradition) may encourage them to have a child and raise them in the old ways, or their gods may require that they take a job in counseling of some sort for a host of reasons to long to list here, or the landwights may request volunteer work at the community garden as an offering, or a ton of acts that link the typically classified “mundane” aspects of life to the spiritual thereby strengthening Wyrd and accomplishing the will of those beings, essentially doing their Work and being of Service. Entheogen-soaked trance states (although awesome, useful, and most definitely a common practice – I know all this from personal experience) are not the highest, best, only, or most fulfilled/fulfilling way to touch the faces of the gods or to enact a mystical vocation/calling that meets the needs of the deities, spirits, and various others.

Based on the article, Dver and I seem to agree that a lot of this depends on the Work you have been called to do and what you, the gods, and the spirits demand that you accept and/or surrender in order to do that Work. To my thinking however, for some full devotion and commitment will necessitate certain types of sacrifice (family, career, living in the region you wish, etc) and for others it will require sacrifices of a completely different sort. Still others my have to take something on that they otherwise would not, accept into their lives and nurture a person, talent, gift, desire, skill, way of being, etc that they have otherwise avoided or neglected.

Ultimately, full devotion, full commitment I think can look very different from person to person, but that devotion/commitment is nonetheless full. A fully commited mystical practice may call one person to live secluded in the woods offering counsel from the otherworlds to those who would seek him out whereas full committed mystical practice for someone to whom that sounds like heaven might be to have a small practice in an urban area that accomplishes the spirits’ will on Tuesday and Friday nights after folks have gotten off work, had a good meal, and are ready to commune with the hosts of beings that walk the worlds. Saturday nights might be reserved for the mystics’ self care, also for the preparation of offerings, and private temple maintenance. Still another person’s mysticism may be completely personal with no human-oriented service component, only what they do for the spirits themselves. I would not say any of the above scenarios is better, more ideal, or more or less committed than the other; they each meet different needs for the spirits, and for the humans as well.

With something as personal and as powerful as mysticism, I hesitate to put too many parameters on what mysticism as vocation means. I imagine there are more than a few vocational mystics concealed behind diapers, therapist couches, Tonka trucks, doctor’s coats, and bungee cords, each with their own methods, systems, and imperatives in their Service to the spirits and in meeting their own basic needs. Perhaps these things do not dilute their mystical practice but instead fuel it, cavort with it, demand that it grow, change and shift in ways that cultivate the person’s mystical practice and ability to Serve.

So much to ponder these days, about mysticism in general and about my journey in particular. Dver’s article got me thinking about these really critical issues; thanks, Dver. Very thoughtful, very useful, and very insightful stuff over at A Forest Door. Check it out!

Future Directions, or Wonderous Roads Thus Far Unwandered

Now seems like a good time to start synthesizing across posts to formulate paths to wander down in the near future. I have the itch and it’s time to move boldly forward with a concerted effort!

Courting the Rune Spirits

The Work: Uruz is calling louder and louder each day. His fires burn bright and I wish to know him better.

The Path: Meditate with Uruz. Journey to meet the Uruz rune spirit. Invoke Uruz in daily life by drawing the symbol over certain my food and beverages, as well as mediating on the attributes that we share.

Strengthening Relations with Land Spirits

The Work: I regularly interact with the Land around me but I do not always tune into the spirits. I seek to know them better, especially my local tree spirits.

The Path: Journey to meet the Tree Spirit where I leave my regular offerings to the Powers. Make offerings just to the Tree Spirit and give due thanks for its past help in conveying my sacrifices to the other worlds.

Bonding with Animal Guides & Shapeshifting

The Work: I have a working relationship with my Barn Owl, Crow, and Coyote but our bond could stand to be deepened. I wish to initiate that process, if they are willing. I also hope that they will teach me how to shapeshift more efficiently and effectively.

The Path: Make offerings with greater regularity. Journey to determine exactly what they like (I have been trying to sort this out for a while). Journey simply to commune with each of them on a regular basis. Ask if one of them will show me how to properly shapeshift.

Speaking with the Ancestors

The Work: My recently deceased ancestors are known to me and I have begun remembering them but those who are long passed from this incarnation are harder to hear and honor. I seek to improve my relations with them.

The Path: Make regular offerings. Set aside regular communion time at their altar and listen closely for whispers, squint for visions that may surface, and enter deep trance for more in-depth contact.

Increasing Wort Cunning

The Work: I want to gain a better knowledge of the health and healing uses of herbs, in concert with the plant spirits themselves.

The Path: Study the health benefits of various common herbs. Journey to meet the plant spirits/make contact via direct communication (shift consciousness and talk directly with a living plant). Make offerings.

Working Wyrd

The Work: I would like to learn to see Wyrd more clearly and to work with altering it.

The Path: My hunch is that the only way to learn to do this without screwing something up is to apprentice with a willing deity or spirit. I will journey to gain insight in the matter and gauge the chances of being apprenticed to someone.

Service

The Work: “Be the change you wish to see in the world”!

The Path: Volunteer with local resource and support centers. Write letters to appropriate government offices for environmental and conservation efforts as well as legislation to improve the social conditions of various demographics. My goal is to do all of these things as someone who is openly Pagan. I also wish to appeal to the spirits, ancestors, and Gods for guidance on what acts in this World are most likely to serve them and their needs.

This summer is a great time to begin these many Works.

Wonderous Roads Wandered Thus Far

At this point in my life, it is really important to me that I take note of where I have been on my spiritual journey, what transitions I have made along the road, lessons learned, and new paths chosen.

So, it all began for me when I was in high school. Near the middle of my sophomore year, I discovered Paganism, thanks to the growing internet and the local bookstores. I knew that Christianity, the faith of my upbringing, was not doing it for me. I refused to believe that all the truth there ever was and that I needed to know to successfully navigate this life was written in a few hundred pages of some book. We had been reading Shakespeare’s Hamlet in English class and there was a line that kept rattling around in my brain: “There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.” Eventually the Shakespearean context fell away and what remained is the scary wonder of being clueless about the true magnitude knowledge and meaning that “my philosophy” couldn’t touch. I had felt this truth but Shakespeare gave it verbal form.

Of course, I did a lot of researching and poking around. I found tons of websites on the elements and basic principles of witchcraft, magick, and Wicca. I also started buying music CDs with Pagan themes. I also thoroughly freaked out my very, very, very, Christian friend whose Jesus-loving relations would not be okay with my quickly “deteriorating” judgement. Luckily, I had decided I did not care what they thought. My own (immediate) family – mother and brother – was fine with the path I was choosing. However, I will say that my brother thought I was a little nuts but he thought that of most people with any religio-spiritual convictions at all.

One of the beauties of Paganism for me when I embarked on this path, was its embrace on the divine feminine, its wholesale acceptance of the human body with all its quirks, natural urges, and visceral inclinations, and its emphasis on charting your own path. In addition, the reverence of nature was “right” to me. I saw the earth as partner, not tool. The earth as subject, not object. When I first began in Paganism, I had unconsciously relegated the gods to that nebulous space between archetype and syncretic elements of “the All”.

During high school, I would occasionally do a Full Moon or Sabbat ritual with my best friend, Mr. Blackat. Sometimes we would go to the beach and that was truly awesome, being out on the shore with the moon-kissed ocean waves gently coming in. At that time, I was primarily focused on learning the basics so I did energy exercises on my own, visualizations on the front porch in rainstorms, random meditations with cheap sandalwood incense, and the occasional prayer tossed up to the archetypal Goddess. I honestly spent those early years trying to figure out where my will, my choice, my being was in the whole grand scheme of things. The notion that I could have a relationship with a Deity that is deeply meaningful, reciprocal, and ecstatic did not come until much later.

After high school, I went straight to college  and there was no Pagan student group on campus. I spent a lot of time feeling alone in my spirituality. I continued to read, create various seasonal altars in my dorm room, and meditate when I could find the time. At this point the Goddess archetype was joined by the God archetype more often and I started trying to connect, with moderate success. Occasionally I would go out into the Chicago Pagan community to participate in public rituals. I went to a few Reclaiming Tradition public rituals, few Pagan Pride Day fairs, and the like. It was good to know that there is a community and that folks are committed to their Pagan paths. Toward the (very) end of college, I found a group in Rogers Park, a northside community in Chicago. That was a good experience because I got to figure out what it’s like to work in a semi-regular group and I got to share ideas with folks on a regular basis.

For a little over a year I think, after college I met with the group in Rogers Park, kept the Sabbats, actively practiced basic magickal techniques (e.g., circle casting, quarter calls, God/Goddess invocation, cleansing, consecration, etc.), and continued to try to connect with the God and Goddess archetypes. While trying to honor “The God and The Goddess”, I was also doing research on gods and goddesses, distinct deities with personalities and agendas. I gathered information on Greek, Roman, Italian, Chinese, Hawaiian, Norse, Japanese, Yoruban, Lukumi, Candomble, and a host of other pantheons and religious/magickal systems. However, there did come a time when the group began to unravel a bit and I fell off. That was a very isolating time for me. For two years, I sat around my apartment on Sabbats and was lucky if I felt like tossing up an honorific prayer and lighting some incense. Work between Sabbats was mostly nonexistent. Those years were very lack luster in my spirituality. I had my own emotional struggles during that time and I (wrongly) felt that there was no space for deep spirituality in my life.

I feel like my graduate school years (beginning in June 2007) are when my past experiences first started to gel and make sense to me. Some of the emotional hurdles were jumped and I could breathe again. Finally, I felt like my spiritual experiences, such as they were, up to that point could coalesce and, with a little effort, evolve into something that could be a regular, powerful, personal practice supported by my own budding philosophies and understandings of the Worlds around me. So, I spent time developing a personal practice (more on that in an upcoming post) and I also started making contacts with local groups; I joined four (completely insane while also being a full time graduate student but hugely rewarding)!

The first group I joined was a great source for herbal knowledge and wortcunning. I also learned a lot about group dynamics and the complex psychoemotional interactions that occur between the group leader and group members. The interpersonal interactions in the first group were less than ideal from the start and only worsened over time. I believe the main reason is that we were all growing and changing and those changes did not intersect well. Even with all the challenges of trying to force myself to fit with that group and its leader, good things came out if it. Like I said, quality herbal knowledge, as well as a couple of good friends, and, the big one, my initial contact with Hekate. In preparing for my first Samhain ritual with the group (about 5 months after joining), I wrote an invocation of Hekate but in writing it I hit a block and realized that it might help – just a tad – if I knew who the hell I was calling! I got up from my desk and walked into my living room where I paced for a few minutes reaching out to Hekate energetically, asking her for insight and inspiration. Little did I know, I was actually invoking her in that moment! She rose up from the floor in  a corner of my apartment like a glittering, thick, black mist. The air got really heavy really fast and my head was suddenly filled with what to say. I thanked her profusely. From that moment on, I knew that she and I needed to talk about more than just invocations. Other interesting things happened shortly (within 24 hours) after first contact, including stopped clocks, no heat in my apartment for a while, and a squirrel crashing into one of the windows of my second floor apartment. These omens implied to me that she and I had business. Then, within four months (around February 2008) I was invited to circle with a group (in the Spinning Tapestry Tradition) that Hekate just happened to patron. Coincidence? I think not.

In Spinning Tapestry Tradition, my magickal training really took off in the company of some exceedingly talented energy workers. I gained greater confidence in my ability to perform basic and intermediate magickal operations. I also learned what it means to work with deities as individual entities, not “aspects of the Goddess” or archetypes. This was the start of my self-identification as a polytheist. In that vein they also helped me sort out some initial communications from Mercury (2008) and he and I have been walking interesting roads ever since. Even though each member of Spinning Tapestry had different perspectives on deity, we were all very good at coming together under one understanding for the purpose of ritual. We had “group mind”, which I have come to believe is necessary for successful long term magickal practice, especially if that work is focused on psycho-transformation in a group setting. With Spinning Tapestry, I also had an opportunity to learn what a more positive group dynamic looks like within a spiritual context.

As a part of its magickal practice, Spinning Tapestry also engaged in regular drawing down ceremonies (once or twice per year) in which Hekate and other gods close to the group members came into circle to commune with us and deliver messages. I think my life as a mystic truly began here when Aphrodite was encouraged to join us and her light and energy almost took me out! Her presence was truly glorious…and visible! I could see her energy very clearly. At that same ritual, Hekate was also drawn down onto me. The drawing down did not “take” (which made me profoundly sad), but I had a taste of what it was like to be energetically close to her, and so I was resolved to try again when I, or rather she, felt the time was right.

In June 2008, I discovered the local branch of ADF, Apple Branch Protogrove. It was (and still is) filled with great people interested in honoring the Kindreds and building community. The group’s underlying organization and philosophy were in line with my growing understanding of my own polytheistic convictions. Also, ADF really spoke to my desire to venerate the gods, ancestors, and spirits in public ritual in wide open natural spaces. I mean who doesn’t love a fire pit at every fair weather High Day, complete with hallowed well, and mighty rising World Tree? I mean really; I could not resist. Also, ADF afforded me an opportunity to get close to two women Rtemis4 and Cindy (both mentioned in previous posts) who would reveal themselves as Catskin Sisters.

So, by this point in time, summer 2008, I am in three groups: the first, Spinning Tapestry, and ADF. There are increasing deficiencies in the interpersonal interactions and magickal training available through the first group. Of course this assessment is based on my own personal trajectory. There were folks who were happily installed in that first group, so good for them, but I was fading fast. At this point, I am also in Spinning Tapestry. In addition to strengthening my magickal skills, Spinning Tapestry Tradition also encouraged my interest in the runes and Odin (December 2008). One of the members was actually working with runes as well so that was fortuitous. He and I had not really talked much about it before I began my rune studies. The nice thing was that when I took up the runes, two women from the ADF, the third group, brought me into the Catskin Sisters, the fourth group. That group opened up to me about four months after taking up the runes and further supported my interest in Odin, who introduced me to Freyja and Nerthus! The Catskins also explore the Nine Worlds of Yggdrasil and meet the spirits that populate the Worlds which really nurtures my animistic convictions. Also, with the emphasis on ancestor work, I began reaching out to my Egun (ancestors) and Orisha Oya, and Orisha Elegua dropped in to wholeheartedly encourage further outreach.

Together, all four groups (both for the perspectives and practices that they offered and for those perspectives and practices that they did not offer) were critical to my realization that pantheism is nice and still “works” on a metaphorical level for me but that I am ultimately a polytheist, animist, and mystic. The also helped me to conclude for myself that the spirit world in general is very real and real magick is not in your head. It’s within, betwixt, and between, the worlds and among the starts, and on the edges of galaxies and in literal and metaphorical crossroads. The other -ists and -isms that I could claim orbit around the three stars of polytheism, animism, and mysticism. The Spinning Tapestry, ADF, and Catskin Sisters – which are the three groups that I am still a part of – provided the practical base for me to Work and relate within a polytheistic, animistic, mystical context. My bones and flesh knew that these were a part of my path but it was these three groups that showed me how I could live that personal truth.

I learned SO MUCH about myself by being a part of these four groups and obtained varying types of knowledge about Paganism. Most of it great, some of it lacking but all of it powerful because it entered the boiling cauldron of my becoming. It is during this time of reflection that I truly accept the fact that even problematic experiences teach us something about ourselves and our developing Pagan identity/identities)! Does that mean that one has to remain in shitty situations? No, but it did help me to realize that none of the time I spent, good or bad, was wasted!!

Now, as I move forward, I am concerned with charting a future course for myself. What groups and practices will I keep, what will I release, what will I transform and how. The choices I have made, am making, and will make weave my Wyrd! Ah, future directions…the Feast of Possibilities makes me want to weep tears of joy and excitement!

Hail the folk! Hail the spirits! Hail the ancestors! Hail the Gods!

“To Kneel and Kiss the Ground”: A Reflection on Service

The title of this post is drawn from a line within “Spring Giddiness”, a poem by the 13th century Persian mystic known as Rumi. Although written in the context of living love and divine beauty, the full line – “There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.” – makes me think of service, or rather Service, where Service (with a capital “s”) encompasses those acts that transcend boundaries, offering macrocosmic and microcosmic benefits to the gods, the ancestors, various spirits (including animal, plant, and nature), and human beings. service is easy: start a community garden, work at your local homeless shelter, say your prayers, make your offerings, tuck your children in at night, etc. But Service is hard. Service is a program of service that is intentional, meaningful, and consistent with roots and branches that reach across the worlds. When we are in Service, every act is a prayer and an offering. An active prayer and willing sacrifice to the gods, to the ancestors, to the spirits, and to our fellow human beings.

That community garden has the support of the local landwights, brings the community together, offers the children rich soil to dig their hands into, provides produce for low income families in the area, attracts environment-minded people to the neighborhood, makes the news with its sustainability efforts, and shows the local politicians what the people in that neighborhood value. Your work at the homeless shelter consciously honors wandering gods and spirits, extends hospitality to those in need (consciously honoring the gods of hearth and home), fosters social bonds between human beings who have and those who have not, makes the local news for its innovations in assisting the homeless, links those without homes to vital resources, and let’s your local politicians know what you and your neighbors value. When you tuck your kids in at night, you are aware of the ton of children who do not have the same benefit and you actively ponder ways to improve the lot of those children in your community while also pouring libations to the Disir (female ancestors) and Mother/Father deities with whom you work for their care and good health.

When in Service, your prayers and offerings are in where you choose to spend your time and energy on a daily basis, what you include in your letters to local politicians, the charities you contribute to, the way you recycle, the lights you turn off when not in use, the water you save, the smiles you tickle out of children and in what you leave at the base of a sacred tree in thanks to the landwights, the libations you pour to the gods and ancestors in supplication and gratitude, your most recent trance journey to the Otherworlds to build bridges and form bonds with the beings there, and your latest oath to a god, spirit, or wight, your initiation into a mystery cult/tradition.

Service (with a capital “S) is not about being everything to everybody. Some of us do not have the resources to do everything listed above. With that fact in mind, “[t]here are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground”. My point is that Service is a program of small acts that is intentional, meaningful, and consistent. It is co-determined and co-created with your gods, ancestors, spirits, and other living human beings to ensure that it serves all who are involved and invested in the harvest of your Service. Consequently, Service strengthens relationships across the board and improves the quality of life across the board. service can be done on any given Saturday; Service is a life(style) choice that is constantly being shaped, worked and reworked, and adapted to who you are, where you are, why you are, and how you are as well as the who, where, why, and how of your gods, spirits, and ancestors. Service acknowledges and duly considers the ways in which every small act and the larger program of Service itself may reverberate within the Well of Wyrd.

As I work to integrate the various facets of my life and my spiritual practices, I hope to move from loosely strung Saturdays of service that have limited intent and consistency toward a life dedicated to Service. It is my sincere wish that such a life will honor the gods, the ancestors, the spirits of the Worlds, and my fellow human beings.

Hail the Worlds and the Ties that Bind Us!