Falling of the horse

Sometimes, there is so much going on in life that the simplicity of scheduled routine is the best coping mechanism. Regularity is comforting and stabilizing. Spiritual schedules are a strong anchor in such times.  But lately, its been hard to muster the energy. Of course, faith isn’t the only productive routine that’s fallen by the way side. I haven’t seen a gym or had a go in the kayak in months. But that’s another story for another time.

Its been one thing after another in every sphere of life; when one realm of my reality begins to return to normal, another realm gets thrown off track. Its gotten to the point where I’m so scattered, I’m now making mistakes that create problems. Wonderful.

And piety is fantastic, but prayer, devotion, ritual, and meditation don’t solve anything in and of themselves. They just provide a mental environment conducive to better choices, stronger focus, and a more objective perspective. They feed your ka. They make waiting a little more bearable. There’s so much waiting right now. I hate that.

So why can’t I bring myself to do it? Don’t get me wrong, I’ll sit in the woods and meditate twice a week. I’ll pray informally every day. Every now and again I still light incense and a little water on my shrine. But to do a formal ritual, with flowers and food as offerings and a purifying bath and historical hymns or contemporary prose–I crave it but for some reason I’m just too restless to complete it.

Even now, I’m looking over at my shrine as I write. I’m upset by my neglect; I reprove myself regularly for letting it get to this point, but interestingly enough have failed to take action. I need to wash the little icons, launder the altar cloth, clean the burner, buy fresh candles. And honestly, use it at least once a week again. Things could get out of whack in the past, but my connection to my values and my Netjeru kept me grounded.

It used to be the center of my day, my practice, my routine. Now its peripheral. Its the random offering here and there when the longing or the shame remind me of what I’ve not made time for. There’s incense there still, left unburnt from the week before. Like so many other things, its in limbo. Its lingering, waiting to be used. I hate waiting.

Maybe if I get the center back in order, the rest of the chaos will be more easily managed.

I’m beginning to think I fall off of so many horses because I have crappy saddles. Time for the remount.

Maker of Kings

Not so long ago, a KRT topic came up that I just didn’t have time to write on: Does the concept of Kingship/Pharaoh impact your practice, and if so, how? It impacts my practice, but not in the traditional Kemetic way. Let me explain.

The Pharaoh had a Kingly Ka; one that would retain its “identity” so to speak after death (Naydler). The King was a Netjer on earth, responsible for the ensuring Ma’at in all of Egypt. He was expected to be fair, just, logically minded, compassionate, patient, and, when need be, fierce and fearsome.

I tend to see this as a symbol for what I should become. Perhaps its just the Tarot-reader in me, but I see the “King” in this case as something we should all embody. No, we can’t all command the economic, military, and legal affairs of a nation. But we can control ourselves, and act as a King in each of our lives, acting as an ambassador of Ma’at wherever we go. Even when we fail, as Kings often do, we should rise resilient on our journey and contemplate our failure to ensure future success.

Its at this point the Kemetic in me fades into my larger spirituality, which brought me to Kemeticism but oftentimes reaches out beyond it.

When I look at what a King is in the world of literature, mythology, and archetypes, I picture someone who has sometimes gone through many hardships to gain or keep the right to rule, though it was “destined” to always be that way. Even if the throne was his (or hers) since birth, stories need conflict! (Or in the case of Oedipus, sometimes the fact that its yours by birth brings trouble!)

Ideally, kings are to be beacons of integrity, character, intellect, diplomacy (unless you prefer Machiavellian rulers; but even by this standard, kings are to rise to their potential as a ruler and forge a better country). But they aren’t always…and they can still be good kings. Gilgamesh wasn’t the nicest guy. Alexander the great slaughtered native people in his conquering, sometimes unnecessarily. Frederick Barbarossa wasn’t too cuddly, even with that epic beard, but he did have some military prowess, conquering Italian cities and all.Ghengis Khan was violent and malicious, but he expanded and united his territories (granted you actually consider this good; for the sake of the symbolism it works. I’m an not advocating imperialism, just self-development).  But a good king obviously isn’t limited to how well he can expand and protect his territory; kings should also bring peace to their citizens, ensure that they are provided for, and take care of domestic as well as foreign affairs with agility and knowledge.

Not all leaders do all things perfectly either; one can have expand the country by whole empires while their citizens lack basic human rights. Conversely, a ruler can neglect their boundaries in favor of a happy citizenry or healthy trade relations. A good leader, in theory, balances all of these so that, in the end, his rule is balanced both with his own values and aspirations as well as with the general duties of his office.

And so the call to Kingship is for everyone; we are each to be as much a king as we can be. It is the call to fulfilling your potential. Expanding your own boundaries and ensuring that others respect them. Ambition is as much a part of kingship as altruism. Being a learned person and citizen is as well. Giving back to your community, whether by helping a sick family member, working hard at a career, helping a lost stranger, working on a campaign, or organizing a coat drive, are all ways we can embody kingship, but so is growing your assets, mastering your talents, and making sure you c.y.a. Traditionally, lusting after expertise, discipline, and wisdom are traits of good leaders. Ethics and morality, faith and values should be central as well.  Determination is also key, as is a sense of vision.Odin, King Authur, Ashoka, Hatsheput, Odysseus,Ghengis Khan, Queen Elizabeth, Charlemagne, Konrad AdenauerToyotomi Hideyosh…all have strengths and weaknesses as leaders, and all did great things for their country in some way.

The call to kingship is similar for us. We have a call, despite our shortcomings, to improve ourselves and our world. To bloom our potential. For some, the call may be more communal than for others. Everyone is different, but we can all be a king.

Returning to Kemeticism, I think that a leader is needed in any community. But a leader isn’t a “boss”; one can lead while having no formal power whatsoever and while never once attempting to overthrow establishment. A leader shows you what should be done; they are there with you, taking the first steps into uncharted territory or taking the first few blows.

So, getting back to KRT: this isn’t really a post about religious authority. Do I feel some people have it? Yes, certainly there are others more enlightened than I, and I would be remiss not to heed their advice or solutions. But seeing as my version of Kemeticism is comprised of only me, and seeing as my faith is mine and private, I recognize the king in others as often as I can; but ultimately, I try to become my own king. As such, I take literature written in Ancient Egypt aimed at how kings should behave or what they can achieve and attempt to make it applicable to myself, if possible. Yes, I realize that’s a lot of woo. But its true.

Dua Aset, Maker of Kings

KRT: Take me seriously

Underground Kemeticism: How public are you about your beliefs and practices? How has it (or not) impacted your work life, your familial and friendly ties? What advice would you give to uncertain Kemetics about how to approach either telling or not telling others about their beliefs?

Two words: Privacy and Logic.

I tell very few people.

Only two people know about my religion who are outside of my pagan friend group; one is an ex, with whom I shared 6 years of my life; I didn’t share anything other than the fact that I was a “pagan”. That was all he knew. The other is a dear friend who is both kind, loving, and open minded. People in my “pagan” group know largely because I was very active and an administrator for a local group that worked to educate and network local pagans. So, time and place.

 

The main reason for this is that I am a private person, and I don’t feel its anyone’s business to know my religious beliefs and practices. Secondly, academia has had a profound effect on me. In that sphere, at least the circle which “trained” me, religion of any sort is less than desirable. I feel, sometimes, having a faith makes me more susceptible to irrational thinking (or at least being perceived that way). So, I keep my practices private because I am private, and because I fear not being taken very seriously.

Of course, I know this isn’t true. There are many people who have belief in something that are taken quite seriously, and are respected members of their society. I am not ashamed of what I do; but first impressions are hard to erase. And quite frankly, its my own business anyway. I feel no need to wave it around. If I met another Kemetic, I would share. I am not a recluse; just private.

I don’t mind sharing. I have, in the past. I’m unapologetic when it comes up, open to questioning, and usually do my best to differentiate my practices and beliefs from what others may do (and pointing out the lack of standardization that may or may not exist). But it just doesn’t really come up, 98% of the time.

 

I would ask: Why do you feel the need to share your beliefs? Are you looking for a sense of community? I was, at one point; more to have friends with similar views than anything. I tried to find like minds, and then I shared when it was appropriate. It did me well.

Do you want your family or friends to know “all” of you? The “real” you? This is a common reason people have cited to me when wondering whether or not to come out to their family in situations (sexual orientation, gender, faith, etc.). I would ask-would a situation come up that would warrant explanation, making their knowing easier? Is it that important to you that they know? How much would it complicate the relationship? Is it causing you distress that they don’t know? How would it improve the relationship if they did know?

I think the answers to these questions are good guidelines on how to proceed, but in the end you have to do what will make you the happiest! Many people feel that if someone truly loves you, they accept you no matter what. This is the case-in an unconditional love. Sadly, not everyone loves unconditionally. However, I will say that most people “get over it”. By “it”, I mean most things in general. But there’s a big difference between telling your mother, sister, or best friend and telling your BFF of three weeks or your drinking buddy for the night.

My general approach is to approach who you tell with care, and only share when applicable. Its a part of your identity, but so are lots of things! It depends on how important it is to *you*. I feel, for me personally, that there is a time and place to share details about my orientation, political affiliation, financial conundrums or successes, and religious affiliations. These things are all highly personal, and for *me* are guarded closely.  Of course, others are more open, and there’s no problem with that!! If we all guarded our lives so closely, we might have trouble raising awareness.

 

Which brings up another point: talking about it can be hard, but it does raise awareness and, in time, acceptance. If we wish to live in a tolerant world, sometimes we must give the opportunity for others to be tolerant. If we wish to be free to be ourselves, and we feel that part of that means being open in all respects, then we must be willing to be open if we are willing to make the sacrifices it may entail.

Its only that for me, being free to be me means privacy.

Prayer for Peace

Hail Aset,

Great Queen of overcoming

Single mother in the swamps; Passionate widow,

Avenger of Her Lover, fierce in battle,

Cunning in Her acquisition of power,

Manipulator of obstacles;

Tireless searcher, Screecher, Mourner,

Ambitious in Her aspirations!

Great of Heka,

Calm my heart, slow my shaking

Feed me the milk of Your Ka!

Usher the wind of life into my nose,

Cool the flames within my stomach,

Bring peace and serenity to full harvest in my being

Bathe me in the pure waters of Tayet

that I may be cleansed of excess

and house Ma’at eternally

 

Udja

KRT: Elements of a Daily Practice

Daily Ritual Basics: What does daily practice entail? Can I practice as a solitary Kemetic, or do I need to join a group of Kemetics? Do I need to do daily rites for the gods? How do I make or perform a daily ritual?

What does daily practice entail? Do I need daily rites for the gods?

Living Ma’at. In my opinion, it does require some form of daily devotion. I do think formal devotionals should happen on the regular. Honestly, I would like to say it would involve a daily “ritual” or “rite” or “devotional” or “senut”.

But life happens. I think the Netjeru get it, especially when what gets in the way are things like your job, family responsibilities, illness, the hangover you earned once when you drank too much at your best friend’s welcome home party. These things are also Ma’at.

For me, there are two principal ways I live my practice. Both are necessary. I’ll call them “formal devotion” and “informal devotion”. The following is NOT true for all Kemetics. THIS IS ONLY WHAT I DO. I haven’t really found this in any other Kemetic forums or what have you. That said…

Formal Devotions are when I am in my shrine space/altar (I know there are distinctions. Bear with me) or when I create one elsewhere. Sometimes I stick to a specific script, other times I “wing” it (loosely speaking). But no matter what, there is a template I follow. My formal devotions always include an offering of some type (food, water, incense, flame, music, objects, etc.) and some sort of hymn or prayer. They usually follow a certain “schedule”: Take time to “become pure”, enter the space/become aware of the Duat, call to the Netjeru and state my purpose for doing so, prayers and hymns, thanks, and sometimes even a bit of offerings and prayers for my akhu. I have a set rite that I created which I normally use. But, sometimes I just “ground” for a minute, connect to my Netjeru, light some candles, give some offerings, and say some prayers.  When done right, formal devotions are intimate for me. It was not always this way. This took time. I do these regularly, at least once a week. I used to do them everyday, when my day started late in my undergrad studies. This was the best 6 months of my practice. Then life happened >:)

Informal Devotions may or may not be planned. They do not happen in shrine. They happen out in the world, when you are doing something else. That something else may be explicitly spiritual (meditating) or it may be completely mundane (doing laundry). Or you might be having an emotional melt down combined with a crisis of self which leads you to rock in the fetal position while bawling your eyes out. But for whatever reason, whether you directly reach out to a Netjer or for wisdom or it just falls upon you like a “cosmic 2×4″, you make a connection to the Netjeru. You have a revelation. You get a UPG. And suddenly you find yourself in an intimate encounter with Someone or some lesson.

Informal devotion can be regular routines or spur of the moment. In the end, I would say some sort of schedule is of immense importance for both of these. Set a goal, and seek to make it. Keep it realistic.

A formal devotion everyday is not realistic for many of us. But what about once or twice a week? I do feel that this is necessary to have a connection with the Netjer. Informal devotions are just as legitimate, but they happen less when you don’t have those formal devotions going on.

Think of the Netjeru as a network (or a LAN) to which you can connect. But to access the network you need a working device. Formal devotions are the modem as well as a wireless access point–they connect you to the World Wide Duat at the time of your rite and then allow for a strong wireless signal afterwards. Informal connections are when you catch the Wi-fi signal when you are at the coffee shop and get an email.

Informal remembrances can come at any time…you have to remain mindful. I liken these to “teachable moments” in education. You break away from the lesson proper to take advantage of a question or observation. For example:

The teacher is filling different size containers with liquid. The class is working together to see how many milliliters is in a liter. Suddenly, the teacher overfills one of the contains, and students see the water bulge above the rim of the container but fail to trickle down the sides! 

Students: OH MY GOD!!!! Look at what its doing! Why is it doing that?
Teacher: Well, water molecules are charged just a little bit, and they can stick to each other! Right now, the charges on the molecules are strong enough to keep them from spilling over the rim. What do you think will happen if I add water one drop at a time?……

But its not always that serendipitous revelation. Sometimes, its devoting your time to charity or working towards a greater goal that relates to some aspect of your spiritual practice. I went into education because I believe we have a duty to make the world a better place; I think education is a way to do that. I am applying to graduate schools in the field of psychology because I feel I can live up to my full potential there and also work for a greater sense of justice in the world. I do yard work not just to keep the house spiffy, but because it connects me to the place in which I live and to Wesir. I kayak and take hikes at our local lake not just for meditation and peace, but because it connects me instantaneously to my Netjeru. I work out not just because I want to be healthy and sexy (granted, you don’t have to work out to be sexy ;) ), but also because I love my body and I appreciate it. See what I mean? The key is to *remember* the spiritual reasons for things as well as the mundane while you are doing them.

Its like that. There you are, minding your business, and suddenly you realize…I don’t know…that the rainy season in your area is like the Nile. Its regular and life giving. And then you are ecstatic during the rainstorm, you are overwhelmed with joy and hope and awe. Bam. Stop, pray, etch it into your being. Thats daily practice. Its an informal devotion. To me, its the manifestation of a practice done right.

How do I make or perform a daily ritual?

While this is a response for the Kemetic community, I would advocate becoming familiar with basic elements of religious ritual in general. Reflect on rituals of which you may have been a part– Christian rites are included, as are Wiccan rituals, Golden Dawn ceremonies, Hindu puja, etc.  Did you like anything? What worked for you? Were there elements that manifested concepts similar to those found in Ancient Egyptian philosophies (like ancestor worship or an emphasis on purity)? You have to have a general knowledge of both religious rites and what connects you to the Divine before you tweak or create anything to suit your needs. You also need to keep your primary purpose in mind. What purpose will YOUR ritual serve?

Daily rituals are, in my practices, the means by which I show regular devotion and appreciation for my Netjeru. I use it as a time to reflect on my development as a person and on the living of my faith. I connect to my Netjeru and attempt to become a more self-actualized person. I align with Ma’at. So, when I created my rite, I kept all this mind.

Once I had a general understanding of what religious rituals look like and what functions mine must serve, I began scouring the net for Kemetic rituals and analyzing them. What elements were common? Which were not? Then, I began looking into the historical bases for those elements. It is important to note that the lay Egyptians’ religious practices are largely unknown when it comes to daily prayers. They had a household shrine, usually carved into a wall, but thats about all we know. When you look to ancient rituals, they were performed by priests…whose primary duty was to perform religious rites. They had time, training, and a deep understanding of all the esoteric meanings. So, you may wish to change them. You may also wish to make them more relevant to you and your beliefs. All good and fine, but try to find as many sources of comparison as you can.

A basic “recipe” I used:

Define Your Purpose

  •    What does your ritual seek to do?  What elements can help you to best carry that out?

Create a Template

  •     What is the structure of most Kemetic rituals?
  •     How are the elements of those structures historically relevant? Why are those elements included in the rite? Were
    they included in an ancient rite? Is that element a general focus in Kemeticism?
  •     What do I want mine to look like?

Fill in the Template

  •    Find hymns, prayers, spells, etc. to fulfull the elements you discovered in your template.
  •    If you find nothing you like or nothing useful, create your own!

Can I practice as a solitary Kemetic, or do I need to join a group of Kemetics?

I personally find no need to join a group, and there are other Kemetics out there who practice independently as well. That being said, there are a number of groups you can join that do things mainly over the net (KO is one example). As far as brick and mortar temples are concerned, they exist! you can find them! Many offer information online. As far as if they are necessary, I don’t think so. Could they be helpful? Absolutely. Do you need to join one? Only you can answer that question.

Moving Wep Ronpet

My practice is constantly changing.

Sometimes, I go into “super scholar mode”. I become engrossed by some particular topic and go to the library, scour forums, even try looking on EBSCO host or primary sources to satiate my curiosity. I try to make my practice more historically accurate. Then, I might go months without picking up a book–but I pray 5 days a week, meditate a lot, contemplate often, try to be more appreciative and reflective each day. I try to make my practice more reflective of who I really am rather than historically accurate.

Holidays are one of the things that seem to cause me some problems. Our seasons are different, many holidays have scant information (though this isn’t always the case, thank God!), our cultures are different for so many reasons, and so on.

I often wonder whether I should change the timing of the holidays to be more relevant with where I live, though in the end I decided against this. I desired a more historically accurate calendar. It was easier, and its nice to get a baseline before you start experimenting.

I went to the West and toured New Mexico and Arizona in April of 2012. I realized how if certain things are missing in your world experience, you run the risk of never truly understanding a concept, Netjer, or action from another people. I have never known the glory of Shu until I sat alone in the desert, the spring sun bright, the horizon wider than I’d ever known it, the air bright and pregnant with light. I thought, “How can I ever really get to the heart of these celebrations without certain experiences? Like the processions down the Nile or the flooding of the Nile?” I don’t depend on a River for my food. I don’t know what its like to see the waters creep and smuggle in both the promise of life and the stench of disease.

Then, I did a “special” devotion on January 1st. Granted, my NYE wasn’t all I’d hoped….but I spent it with people I know love me, and they did their best to show it. In the end, it was where I needed to be. I drank a little whiskey, counted down the hours, and woke up the next day to see everyone’s resolutions on Facebook. I reflected on my 2013 and went over to my little shrine. I brought my breakfast there–the first meal of my 2014. The first food I ate in this new year. I thought of all the pots I have boiling on my proverbial stove–all the goals I hope to meet and all the habits I hope to continue or create. And I shared my meal because I want Them there, I want Them as much a part of me and of 2014 as They have always been. I view Them rather abstractly; I don’t think I see Them as other Kemetics do (though I cannot be sure and really don’t care; it causes me no anguish). But despite my agnosticism, there are ways I feel They are “there”, manifesting somehow in the world, even if They aren’t really there, independently of my perceptions. And I want Them to continue to be there.

A new year is a new beginning; everyone accepts this. Everywhere, people are looking back, looking forward, planning, scheming, hoping. They talk about it–what they want, what they’ll drink, who they’ll kiss at midnight (or who they won’t). Its a cultural phenomena that makes winter feel fresh. Its more magical to me than Christmas, for sure. It means something real–mathematical. Again, we move forward in time. Same as last year, only different. Let’s try again. Let’s keep going. There’s a secular spirituality about it.

This is probably as close to what Wep Ronpet really felt like as you can get. Yea, we see the New Year in a very different way–there’s no real religious connotation. There are no gods to be born. There’s no promise of fertility (though we aren’t an agricultural society…so that point may well be moot). But we do attempt to renew ourselves. We do attempt to rid ourselves of our demons and attempt to bring ourselves luck. We try to improve our selves and situations–I’ve seen articles for “cleaning your career” and keeping your resolutions as well as how to spend more time with your family. In an American way, we execrate.

Void of these external, cultural cues (the resolutions, the plans, the reflection on the past year, the theme of beginning again), New Years would seem empty. But when everyone joins together to ring in the New Year, a head space is not only born but made real…damn near physical. Because its a collective psychological phenomena. You don’t get that with solitary practice. The online community only does so much.

My devotional that day was extraordinarily fulfilling. Now I’m wondering how to celebrate both Wep Ronpet and New Years Day as holidays–perhaps Wep Ronpet as a new beginning in one sector of life (Sodpet still rises at this time of year, and I greatly enjoy celebrating a birth a day for five days) and New Years as another. Or perhaps I could combine them? This would totally wonk out my other celebrations…and I like a good timeline. I don’t think I want to celebrate the Mysteries before I celebrate the birthday of Wesir.

I haven’t worked all that out yet. But I know this…the ability to tie my spiritual exercises with an external, cultural celebration enhanced both celebrations. And I want to capitalize on that. Besides…when you drink your whiskey on NYE, you get the feeling you are celebrating just like the religious ancients ;) You can’t party by yourself!

 

Boat Paddling 101: The Basics

Originally posted on The Twisted Rope:

Just a little over a year ago, I wrote a post that likened the Kemetic community to islands. I didn’t realize it at the time, but this post would end up opening a whole can of worms that would rocket my Kemetic “career” down a path that I was not expecting. This singular post would end up summing up a large portion of my Kemetic goals and ideals, and would end up being summed up in the catch phrase of “Boat Paddling”.

Eventually, this boat paddling thing would catch on, and I’ve found that others want to learn more about it and possibly get in on it. This is the first in a series of posts where I attempt to help others work on being boat paddlers and incorporate boat paddling concepts into their Kemetic practice.

What is boat paddling?

To go back to the post linked above, I see…

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“Lamentations” put to music

The Mysteries of Wesir just ended a few days ago. As a part of my celebrations, I created a song out of a snippet of a translation of the “Lamentations” that I found and adapted. Aset is the speaker. I thought I would share it, posting the chords and lyrics that way if anyone else should like to use it, you can.

I am NOT a musician!! I don’t tout any talent…I just hope that if you like using music in your ritual, and maybe YOU have some talent, you can use it. ;)

The video is unlisted on Youtube, so you must have the link to access it!!

Em                                       Am     Em

Come to Your temple An! Come to Your

C                                                    B7                         Dm                                    Em

temple, the safe security of Your temple, void of Your enemies and filled with My love!
Em                                               Am                            Em                             Am

Look upon Me, bearing the sistrum, as I thrash my instrument for You.

B7                                   Em

Let its clashing call You nigh!
D

I am Your sister.
C               Em

I love You.
C       Am        Em

Do not depart!
Em                                      Am         Em

Behold Hunnu, the beautiful one

Em                    Am          C                      Em

Come to Me quickly! Come to Me, now!!

Em                                Am         Em                                Am   C                Em

My heart—it twists and contorts in the grief of Your absence.
C                                                                          Em                                            Am                      C

Don’t you see me looking for You? Can’t You hear My screeches? Don’t You know My tears

Dm         Em

flood kemet?
C                                                Em                                                                Am                                  C

Don’t You know of my seeking? I search and scour the nomes ,  frantically tussling my hair just

Dm                  Em

to behold You!

C                                              Em                                                                    Am    C              Em

As tirelessly as I search, I am prevented, denied, robbed of You! Robbed of Your light!

B7                      C                                    Em                Dm                      Em

It is blessed to behold You! It is comfort and pleasure divine to behold You

C

Come to the one Whose tears fill the Nile,
Em                                         Am                         C                Em

Whose love makes a perfumed bed on which You might Rest!

C

Come to the one Who adores You,
Em                                                                          Em

Come to the One Who loves You! Come to the One Who loves You!

D                                      G

Look! Behold My Love for You!
C

Come to the One that loves You!
G

Come to Your sister. Come to Your Wife!
C                                          Em

Come , make her heart rest!
Em          Am      C     Em                 Am          Em

Placate Her agony, hold Her once more!
Em                        Am   C          Em                 B7                           Em

Ease Her pains, Deliver to Her the ecstasy of Your  Arms!

Purity

Not so long ago, I wrote a post on purity for the Kemetic Round Table. However, this post was largely about creating a pure ritual space. The physical is important in this context because it influences the spiritual/mental so profoundly. Physical purity is a part of spiritual purity. Purity is also a “head-space”, a frame of mind and a mood as well as a state of being. Its built by actions and attitudes. Its an end goal, but like Ma’at it is also a process.

I think our spiritual selves are created continuously with our own actions and attitudes. In my opinion, “purity” in life occurs when we have successfully established some degree of our personal interpretation and manifestation of Ma’at. “Purity” in ritual occurs when we return to a point of Ma’at for the duration of our rite.

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My Mother Aset

Originally posted on Fiercely Bright One:

In many ancient hymns and prayers the Kemetic deities are referred to as Mother and Father or even both (*looks at Nit and Khnum*). As one creation story dictates, we are children of the gods. Humans were created from either Ra or the Eye of Ra’s tears (which came about out of either joy or rage, depending on the myth). Aset, as an Eye of Ra would share this attribute as well. As an aside, this seems very appropriate to me as Aset is shown as joyous or sorrowful and even an avenging Goddess when it came to the Wesir Mythos; so it strikes me as appropriate that as an Eye of Ra, She created humanity from either tears of joy or rage.

Aset is known as an Eye of Ra and a Fierce Mother. She protects Her son and husband with flame, while wielding a blade. She killed Set’s…

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