On Reverence [Honey Grove]
There was a time, in the not so distant past, that I believed I knew where my food came from. I thought that because I grew up on a farm and that I witnessed the cycles of birth and death from a very young age, that I had some kind of privileged comprehension about what it means to “live on the land.”
Truth be told, I realize now how arrogant this assumption was. I thought that because I watched my father slaughter animals with his kind hands, in quick and reverent ways, that I must also inherently know something about what it means to take the life of another being to sustain one’s own. I thought that because I grew a garden, and that I went to the farmer’s market on Saturday’s to source local free-range organic meat, that I understood something about what it means to farm.
My Esbat altar, August 2nd, 2012.
Full of flower offerings!
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The celebration of this year’s Beltane.
What you’re seeing is the setup that my little circle did, with the centre bowl completely as offerings for the Horned God. We dedicated each candle to a different God representing each direction. We handmade the incense ourselves while in the circle.
After ritual, the offerings were left left in the cleft of a tree’s trunk.
Bottom photo: the symbolism of the Great Rite by the God and Goddess Personified of our circle. The Triple Goddess symbol and the God symbol were painted on the right hands of the conduits with body paint and smeared together.
I hope you enjoyed your Beltane/Samhain!
Blessed Be
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A small dish for the Goddess. Filled with shells, sea glass, white dried flowers, a mirror and a small candle.
Just beautiful.
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