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Two Beautiful Things
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Beauty, Grasslands, Great Plains, Love, Marriage, Nature, South Dakota, Wilderness on July 16, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Who I Am: A Spiritual Manifesto
Posted in Spirituality, tagged Beauty, Brotherhood, Courage, Death, Divinity, Fate, Fatherhood, Fear, Forever, Friendship, God, Goddess, Gods, Greek Mythology, Hellenic Polytheism, Hellenic Reconstructionism, Honesty, Identity, Immortality, Joy, Kosmos, Life, Love, Loyalty, Manhood, Military, Mortality, Motherhood, Mysticism, Passion, Polytheism, Prayer, Reconstructionism, Relationship, Reputation, Sadness, Spirituality, Temperance, Terror, Universe, Values, Virtue, Virtue Ethics, Virtues, Works on December 19, 2009| 3 Comments »
I am a Hellenic polytheist actively working out my spiritually while keeping a balance between reconstructing the ancient ways and moving forward boldly in living faith.
I believe that the gods are alive, that they take interest in the affairs of mortals, that they are approachable, personal–they hear our prayers and are capable of responding with infinite might and ultimate softness. I believe that by entering into relationships with them we can let their divine passion into our lives and be changed forever. I believe that we live in a world full of gods, and that when we wake up and see it for what it is, then only can we begin to fully understand and experience its beauty and terror.
I believe that virtue is eternal. I believe in honesty, loyalty, courage, and temperance. I believe in the the significance of fatherhood, motherhood, sisterhood, and brotherhood. I believe in friendship that transcends affinity. I believe that what we do, what we accomplish, our reputation, our deeds–these things matter; these things can live forever.
I believe in meeting my fate boldly and unafraid, in walking the path that the Kosmos has laid out for me without reservation or trepidation. I am not afraid to love, to fear, to feel joy and sadness, and I am not afraid to hate. I am unafraid to live life to the fullest, and to meet death when it comes.
I am a father, a husband, a son, a friend, and a brother. I am a soldier. I am a mystic. I am a man.
My Prayer Calendar
Posted in Spirituality, tagged Aphrodite, Apollo, Apollon, Ares, Army, Artemis, Bacchus, Beauty, Belief, Christianity, Diana, Dionysos, Dionysus, Family, Faunus, Friday, God, Goddess, Gods, Greek Myth, Greek Mythology, Hellenic Polytheism, Hellenismos, Hera, Herakles, Hercules, Hermes, Hestia, Hiking, Home, Infantry, Interfaith Marriage, Jove, Juno, Jupiter, Liturgy, Marriage, Mars, Mercury, Military, Monday, Myth, Mythology, National Guard, Neopaganism, Norse Polytheism, Odin, Paganism, Pan, Polytheism, Prayer, Procrastination, Reconstructionism, Religion, Ritual, Sacrifice, Saturday, Sex, Spirituality, Sunday, Theoi, Thursday, Tuesday, Venus, Vesta, War, Wednesday, Wild, Wilderness, Worship, Zeus on September 23, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Taking a suggestion from the now-defunct (but excellent and accessible) Sponde: Hands-On Hellenism website, I decided to put together a personal calendar for prayer and worship. The idea was really to just get started and dive in, rather than to agonize over just the right way to set it all up. I can tinker later if I feel I need to, but nobody’s looking over my shoulder to tell me I’m doing it wrong (well, other than the gods). I have spent so much time dragging my feet and procrastinating getting serious about this, that it has been so refreshing to just get something down in a concrete form and start practicing. So, here’s how it stands at the moment: each day of the week I say prayers and make offerings to one (or two) specific gods and/or goddesses. I chose the gods that I did because of a combination of their personal meaning to me and their applicability to me (so, I chose Aphrodite and Dionysus because of significant mystical experiences, and I chose Zeus and Herakles because of their significance as household gods).
Monday: Herakles
Tuesday: Zeus
Wednesday: The Divine Twins (Apollo and Artemis)
Thursday: Aphrodite
Friday: Dionysus
Saturday: Hermes
Sunday is my day to choose a different god or goddess, for whatever reason, so I can rotate in whomever I need to (or even offer the odd prayer to Odin every now and then). In addition to my daily devotions, I add some other regular and irregular prayers and offerings. First, every morning, I light the tart burner in the living room (our hearth I guess–the trend among Hellenic polytheists seems to be to substitute the kitchen, but it just doesn’t seem central to our home) and say a short prayer to Hestia. Also, thanks to a reminder from my beautiful and sexy Christian wife who Pagan-pWn3d me, another prayer to Hestia goes at the end of the day when we blow the candle out to go to bed.
Second, when the opportunity arises, I also plan on praying to Hera with my awesome and incredibly supportive wife. I feel like it is important to pray to Hera as a couple, except maybe when you go to her with a specific particular concern. But general praise and honor seems like it makes the most sense coming from both of us, united and desperately in love despite our different beliefs. Third, since I do a fair amount of hiking and tramping about the woods, I plan on offering at least a quick prayer each to Dionysus, Pan, and Artemis whenver I do so. Finally, I will pray and pour out libations to the other gods and goddesses whenever appropriate (to Ares when I am headed out to military service, for example), and also in the context of seasonal rituals and celebrations, which are still seriously under construction.
So far, it has been pretty fulfilling. I feel like my faith is becoming better integrated into my life, even though what I do doesn’t really take up much in terms of time and effort. It gives me a sense of calm and of spiritual accomplishment, like I am building a real and meaningful relationship with the gods instead of just thinking about building a relationship with them.
I’m also thinking about composing a kind of set of written devotions/rituals to the gods that I pray to and worship, soemthing for me to use in my daily devotions but that will also let me change things up a bit. A sort of rotating program of Hymns and Devotions, maybe three to each god/dess in sets, one for each week to go in a three-week cycle. As I write them, I will post them here on the blog.
God Is A Woman
Posted in Spirituality, tagged Aphrodite, Beauty, Birth, Brahman, Death, Divine Feminine, Family, God, Goddess, Hellenic Polytheism, Hinduism, Humanity, Life, Love, Marriage, Meaning, Mormonism, Mysticism, Mythology, Paganisn, Polytheism, Sex, Spirituality, Vedanta on July 30, 2009| 7 Comments »
I feel a much closer connection to the divine feminine than I ever did to the divine masculine, my patriarchal Mormon upbringing notwithstanding. I guess either it just didn’t take, or it just wasn’t true. Or both, probably. I feel an intimacy and closeness with the overwhelmingly feminine divinity of Aphrodite that I have never felt with a masculine god. Not even Dionysus, whose reality I do not doubt, and who has made his presence known in my life unambiguously, has so powerful a hld on my spirit. But Aphrodite, whose divinity in many ways merges into a general, all-encompassing feminine divine presence that is firmly rooted in the human universe, has a power over me that in it’s own way is more intoxicating than Dionysus’s ever has been. Aphrodite is soft and visceral, erotic and frightening, gentle and savage, warm and comforting: she is truly both the beginning and the end, both the womb and the grave.
When I touch my wife, I touch this river of female divinity in a way that is at once overwhelmingly universal and beautifully particular. She is not somehow channeling Aphrodite, because in a very real way she IS Aphrodite, although she is at the same time thoroughly, passionately, and intensely herself.
Although I think for practical purposes, the gods and goddesses are individuals that can be approached and entreated individually, I also think you do not have to go very far into their divinity before their individuality gives way to universal principles and an ultimate divine unity. The gods and goddesses are closer to the ultimate unity of all things than we mortals are, and that is precisely what gives them so much power and makes them at once so intoxicating and terrifying.
And that is the powerful divine experience that I feel: behind and within my beautiful wife is a beautiful goddess; behind and within that beautiful goddess is a beautiful universal divine female principle that flows through birth, sex, and death; and behind and within that beautiful divine feminine is the intensely beautiful and ultimate unity of all things, the divine center.
I am glad to be a pagan, because it means I am free to experience the incredible intensity and ecstasy of this powerful divine feminine fully, unreservedly, and without excuse, shame, or qualification. I am proud and unashamed of my spirituality, because I know that I am living a life that is authentic and full. To me, this kind of reckless and dangerous spirituality is an essintial part of what it means to really be alive.
Till We Have Faces
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Art, Beauty, C. S. Lewis, Christianity, God, Literature, Love, Myth, Mythology on June 18, 2007| 7 Comments »
I read C. S. Lewis’s novel, Till We Have Faces, over the last two days, and it absolutely blew me away. I think I’m going to have a lot to say about it, but it may require me to take some time to unpack the novel, and maybe even re-read it.
The book was a gift to me from a friend maybe nine years ago, and I pretty much just let it sit around on my bookshelves without even the intent to read it untl a few months ago, when I decided to give it a go. Even then, it wasn’t until two days ago that I actuallky settled down to read it.
The novel wasn’t what I expected at all. My only previous experiences with Lewis were Narnia and Mere Christianity, in both of which he takes a sometimes annoyingly paternalistic tone, like they’re both written for children, and so sometimes they fail to capture the complexities and depths of spiritual concerns. Mere Christianity is not as bad as Narnia (don’t get me wrong; I think they’re both fantastic, but there’s something missing), but it still doesn’t quite seem to deal with the hard questions head-on. Till We Have Faces pulls no punches, and it is an extremely mature work. there’s something about art and literature that can go places that mere expositional writing just can’t, I think.
Like I said, I’m not anywhere near done unpacking it, but it may turn out to be so significant as to be life-changing. And furthermore, though I’ve had it for nine years, I think that this weekend in particular was the exact time I needed to read it. I was feeing particularly depressed and frustrated, and a little bit angry, and I was having serious doubts about God’s existence, and certainly doubts about God’s benevolence. This book might just have hit the spot. If you haven’t read it, you probably should.