Deep thoughts on science and religion. I’ve always been in the habit of mixing science and spirituality. Mythology is generally the mortal attempt to explain and understand the infinite. Man created the Gods by giving them names and stories and faces since it can be difficult to relate on a personal level to a glowing ball of light. Or a presence so immense as to be infinite. Generally speaking most Gods were human before they were Gods. Ancestor worship on a grand scale.
I seem fixated on the death of the Creator God sometimes. It usually manifests itself in the story of Ymir. I am quite certain the Creator has been destroyed…that They are Dead…but since time is not linear, and the nature of energy is to change, not actually be destroyed, the Creator is still with us but also still in Their original form. As my good friend at Foxglove and Firmitas said to me once, “Welcome to Camp Yes/No!”. This quote works for so many things, but I digress. This interest manifests in a scientific sense for me as The Big Bang and practices of the scientific methods like the Loss on Ignition. There is always something lost in the change. Much matter was destroyed in The Big Bang’s ignition but a lot was created. And since not all of the Creator was destroyed, that energy is still with us, in us, around us. But They are diminished.
Science has been weaving nicely into my spirituality lately. It feels right and more in depth and well rounded, to have myth and science coincide. This also happens when I find more tid bits of history, archeology, and that sort of info too. I’ve just been watching a lot of science shows with my son lately so it’s something I’ve had the chance to think about.
There will be more science and spirituality posts!
Those of us who have fairly consistent communication with the gods, in whatever form that takes, can sometimes take for granted our rather astonishing level of interaction with the divine, relying too much on our ability to experience entities that are – for many sincere worshippers – more often than not silent, invisible and mysterious. So […]
When the Gods are trying to be helpful and your only response is “Fuck you!”
Sometimes I’m an asshole. Came across this Rumi quote while mindlessly scrolling through FB to distract myself.
The cure for pain, is in the pain.
They all play a role in my life. And it is always in flux. This is the general idea though.
Poseidon is my Lover, my Husband, my King.
Hermes is my Lover, my Husband, my King, a Hunting Partner, Fellow Warrior
Apollo is my Priest, a ‘Spirit Worker’, He helps to guide and teach in the ways of Readings.
Aphrodite is my Friend, my Mother, my Huntress, my Mirror, my Love
And there’s Loki, Who does not give me another name to call Him besides Coyote. He is a very dear friend of mine and a ‘business partner’ or sorts, I tend to do a lot of readings for Lokeans. And He loves and watches over my son.
Odin is my Father in Heaven. A solid Rock and Foundation I can rest upon.
The Morrigan is my previous Patroness, an Old and Dear Friend Who is with me Always.
Now…language and names are a complicated thing. At this point in my Path and Learning, Who and What the God(s) actually are is really wibbly wobbly (totally timey wimey Dr Who shit). Besides Their continued support in one form or another, nothing is constant. The names used are the ones They currently prefer.
I find inspiration, kennings, promptings of the Spirit in the strangest of places. Currently reading Dune by Frank Herbert; Saw the movie many years ago, my father instilling a love for the book even though I’ve never read it. Here is a passage that struck me. It rings true for ALL my spouses, mortal and otherwise.
Jessica spoke, shattering the moment. “Besides, Wellington, the Duke is really two men. One of them I love very much. He’s charming, witty, considerate…tender-everything a woman could desire. But the other man is…cold, callous, demanding, selfish-as harsh and cruel as a winter wind. That’s the man shaped by the father.”…
Formatting Note: I did not edit this, just went into trance, wrote, copy, pasted, posted.
He showed me His Darkness. He is the Father of Monsters and there is a Darkness that lives in Him. Dark like the sea at night. Darker still like the deepest reaches of the ocean. He came to me in a dream, not as a Man as Hermes has, but as Himself. There was only Him and I and the Darkness. His eyes were red, like garnets. A Monster’s eyes in the dark.
He asked me if I could accept it. If I could take this part of Him along with the Light. To my own internal surprise I was not afraid, I did not run. I was awestruck and dumbfounded by the sheer immensity of Him. This all encompassing presence. Wrapped around me like velvet. I was never one to think that Gods could have doubts, that They could fear, but they do. I had felt that same aching tension before as my deepest self was revealed to my closest loves. It’s that split second where it seems your very life hangs in the balance and you go from dizzying heights to the lowest of lows. Where you are certain your heart is going to burst. As seems to be the custom now I did not speak but “thought” my response. I opened myself and let Him feel my love and acceptance of all that He is; In half a heartbeat I was flooded with His joy and relief.
I ran errands for Him in my dream. I do not remember what they were but a part of Him came with me in the form of a Man; This man looked very much like the picture of Remy Lebeau/Gambit that is attached to this post. I was also wrapped in this purple-black presence that only showed itself when I returned to Him; It would remove itself from me and return to the larger Shadow that was Poseidon. The Man would disappear as well and He would wrap all of Himself around me again and cradle me in this weightlessness. I remember going out three times for Him but not what I was doing. I’m hoping to get more memory of it with some meditation in the near future.
The new devotional schedule is roughly as follows.
First week of the month is reserved for Odin and/or Hermes. The rest of the month is now reserved for Poseidon. He says there will be “tutor’s” who will be coming to visit. Hekate for divination type stuff. Hera for family/home related things. Others I know nothing about at this time.
Now, off to bed, Poseidon says.