“I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS.”
That phrase has become part of my standard vocabulary lately, usually regarding some aspect of fictional minutiae. (E.g., Shit Nobody Cares About related to obscure aspects of a show nobody watched.) It has also begun to make its way into my practice.
And that’s good, right? The strongest faith is supposed to be predicated on questions.
Naturally, these questions never have easy answers, if they have answers at all. Read More…
I’m sure nearly every pagan has felt the cold stirrings of panic at three in the morning when contemplating their path. I know I have. You sit there, wondering if you’re making this all up, if the gods are real, if it’s all the product of an overactive imagination and desperately wanting it to be true.
What if these are imaginary friends run amok?
What if I’m just pretending?
When it comes to paying tribute to my deities and spirits, I fully admit I’m not the most deep-pocketed devotee around. I can’t lavish wonderful gifts upon the entities in my practice, no matter how much I’d like to. Maybe one day I’ll be able to build nice lovely shrines for all of them and give daily offerings of scent and flame and food and trinkets. But right now, I can’t.
Here’s what I do instead.
I have a lot of nicknames for the spirits and entities I work with. Sometimes it’s because I’m trying to obscure their identities (or at least, trying to keep who they are a bit under wraps). Sometimes it’s because I’m more comfortable using an epithet than a personal name. Sometimes it’s because if the entity has a name, it ain’t sharing. (Lookin’ at you, Wolf.)
Here’s a brief rundown of some nicknames I use for some people in my practice.