Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Bread-The Magickal Loaf



(originally posted for the Pagan Blog Project 2013,W B-1)

Bread is made from harvested grains (wheat, rye, barley, corn)that have been processed into flour, combined with liquid (usually water or milk), and a leavening agent such as salt, yeast or baking soda or baking powder. There are infinite varieties of bread. Many recipes call for the addition of ingredients such as oil, eggs, and herbs or other flavorings. Leavening agents such as yeast cause the bread to go through a chemical change where air is introduced into the mixture through the process of fermentation and the dough rises and increases in bulk. The characteristics of good leaven bread are a symmetrical loaf which has a golden brown crust and moderately soft interior and an unmistakable earthy aroma.

Unleavened breads were commonly known to our ancestors, particularly tribal people who could not spend precious time waiting for the bread to rise. Basic flatbread was quickly made from flour, water, salt and a bit of oil, kneaded until smooth and elastic, and rolled or patted thin( e.g., the matzos of the Hebrews). This type of bread was used in lieu of utensils to scoop food from a vessel. It was particularly handy when used to eat from a common bowl in a community setting. The bread supplied much needed calories and carbohydrates to those living on an otherwise sparse diet under difficult conditions. That’s why it’s been said that “bread is the staff of life”; without bread, many would have perished on a long journey or during a cold winter when other provisions had dwindled.

Although mixing the ingredients for bread is fairly simple, bread making is an art. A knowledgeable, experienced bread maker can devise numerous varieties of bread from a single basic recipe by combining different flours and the addition of ingredients such as sprouted grains, olive oil, herbs, spices, grated cheese and diced, cured meats. It is difficult for us to imagine that in many countries other than the United States, meat is not an entree, but is instead combined with a gravy or sauce and used as a condiment for bread. This is the case in parts of the world where meat is in short supply or excessively expensive. Varieties of Mediterranean and African dishes are made this way, and are quite delicious.
We know that the majority of Pagan pantheons were situated in parts of the world where agriculture was of prime importance; the primary crops grown in those places were grains and grasses such as wheat, barley, corn, rye and rice. Local gods and goddesses were often associated with these crops. The word cereal was derived from the name of the goddess Ceres, which in Latin translates
“of the grain”. Deities associated with the ancient Grain Mysteries, such as Ceres and Demeter, also have an Underworld aspect due to the seed lying beneath the soil awaiting awakening into ‘rebirth’.  Because of this, grain, which is believe to possess energies is associated with transformation, is often portrayed in religious art as a symbol for regeneration.  Decorating with sheaves of grain such as wheat or stalks of corn in the home or on an altar during harvest festivals bespeaks the hope for continued abundant life, particularly at Samhain, when it symbolizes the reincarnation of the soul.

We are familiar, too with the use of bread during the rite of communion with the feminine Divine half of Immanent Deity. Bread, with its association to birth, is used as an incarnation of the Mother Goddess, from whose body all things are created. Any type of baked good can be used as a sacramental; bread, however, is more in keeping with the original tradition. (A personal note to this, as departure to the previous statement, a baked good containing a fruit filling is especially nice to symbolize both God and Goddess in a single sacramental if you are pressed for time or finances. I have used both Fig Newtown cookies and rugula .)

The following is a quickly made ‘emergency ‘loaf which is delicious eaten warm with honey. Because it’s very moist, it doesn’t keep well, so it’s best eaten immediately or the next day as toast. It also makes good last minute ‘communion bread’. The recipe comes from Rose Elliot’s Complete Vegetarian Cookbook, Diamond Books (London), 1995.

8 oz plain wholemeal (whole wheat) flour
4 level teaspoons of baking powder
5 fluid ozs plus 2 Tbs milk

Sift the flour and baking powder together, pour in the milk, and mix into a soft dough. Turn out onto a floured surface and knead for a minute or two until smooth. Shape into a round on a floured baking sheet and brush with a little milk, which will give it a nice brown crust and bake in a 425 F oven for 20 to 30 minutes. (It will sound hollow when done. Don’t over-bake it. I have used half whole wheat and half unbleached white flour and rolled it in whole oats and had good results. I’ve also added dill, a little rosemary, or sunflower seeds to the dry ingredients before adding the milk for interest.) You can also pinch off bits of the dough and make rolls, if you’d like.


Aura Persona-Change Yourself



(Original post written for the Pagan Blog Project 2013,A-1)

Just like you would tailor a resume, it’s possible to ‘tailor’ the personality you present to the public for any given situation. It’s easy to become the person you wish others to believe you are simply by assuming those characteristics desirable and necessary; actors do this all the time when they create a character they portray on stage or TV. One of the ways you can achieve this convincingly is through manipulation of the aura and the use of colors.



The aura is the vibration force that radiates from everything in Nature: rocks, plants, and animals-including humans. It appears to surround the object and project a particular color or combination of colors which might include rays, sparks, or streamers which resemble tentacles. Auras are not readily noticeable to the naked eye, but specially trained and clairvoyantly gifted individuals claim to be able to “see” the aura which envelopes living objects. These individuals are believed to be able to discern the energy which surrounds us as colored layers and therefore tell from the intensity of the colors and width of the layers the state of physical health (and perhaps mental health) of the subject. I personally believe that humans are able to subconsciously ‘read’ the aura of one another, just as we can pick up subliminal cues by sensing something notable or ‘off’ in anothers vibration. How often have you thought that there was something notable or odd about another person, something you just couldn’t put your finger on? How often have you found yourself describing someone as being ‘dark’ or ‘bubbly’? Those aren’t just descriptions of their personality; they also describe the type of energy the person gives off.

The emanation of energy has been believed for centuries and is mentioned in the writings and art of ancient civilizations. In the 18th century, the mystic Emmanuel Swedenborg wrote, “There is a spiritual sphere surrounding everyone, as well as a natural and corporal one.” [Spiritual Diary]. Experiments by Dr. Walter Kilner shortly before World War I performed in the department of electrotherapy at St. Thomas’s Hospital in London discovered that what identified to be the human aura could be viewed using a machine which made ultraviolet light visible. His research was published in 1911 in The Human Aura; a revised version of the book was released in 1920, just prior to his death.[The Human Aura, New Hyde Park, University Press,1965] Both versions were met with skepticism by his peers in the scientific community.


Late in the 1930’s, Kirlian Photography, a method of recording the aura on film was discovered by Semyon Kirlian. Kirlian, a Russian electrician, claims to have photographed the etheric layer of the aura, and his technique is given credence by some researchers who believe that what is captured on film is a form of psychic energy, while others insisted that what is viewed is the bio-electric or magnetic field which surrounds all living things. Interpretation of what actually takes place during Kirlian Photography remains controversial to this day.

The famous medium and psychic healer Edgar Cayce made many of his health related cures based on what he read in the colored fields he saw around people. He soon learned that he could decipher the state of mind and health, and the spiritual development of an individual just by viewing the aura.

With this in mind, let’s revisit the idea of changing the persona by what is projected through manipulation of the aura. While the various colors of the layers of the aura are certainly up for personal interpretation, a common sense approach would echo what is generally known about the therapeutic effect of color. Bright colors are uplifting and energizing; muted colors create a subtle feeling, dark colors can be depressing or mysterious.  There are times when you might wish to change or acquire a desirable characteristic for a given situation. Knowing how to change perspective through the use of a particular color and amplifying that would certainly set up a change in your aura, wouldn’t it?

 A well known method of pain management used by holistic practitioners is to identify the color of the pain and visualizing it as fading into colors that are soothing and less painful; therefore an area of pain which is described as ‘red hot’ can be changed through visualization by the client to successively less painful states by toning down the red with colors such as a pink or light purple. Case in point…Why do you think Pepto Bismal is pink? Pink is a very soothing color. The psychological aspect of imagining your stomach being coated by a soothing pink liquid is undeniable; it works because of the color association. It’s difficult to feel sick once you’ve tricked your brain into being cosseted by ingesting medication whose color invokes a feeling of comfort. Bismuth, the primary ingredient in Pepto Bismol, is a form of chalk that’s a grayish white. While the physical properties of the medication would be the same, can you honestly say you’d rather take the chalky white stuff, or the soothing pink?

Adopting a rosy pink to project through your aura will not only sooth a case of jittery nerves, but may well extend to your environment. You could also try using a combination of blue and green: think the calmness of water. Green is a color associated with Nature and growth; it’s grounding. Being grounded lends itself to a feeling of stability. You are surer of yourself when you are grounded, so you would certainly want to use green in those situations where you wished to maintain a sense of balance and be rooted.

The colors you use to influence how you want to feel will change the vibration of your energy, and therefore affect the colors of your aura. It’s scientifically proven that color affects mood. It’s that simple.

Let’s review some of the common associations with particular colors:

Blue- A color associated with spirituality and the Higher Self. It’s also associated with competency and protection.

Green- A color associated with Nature and growth. Green is grounding and centering.

Red-A color associated with both passion and anger. Red demands attention and warns of danger.

Yellow-A color associated with the Sun and warmth. Yellow is an exuberant hue which easily expresses happiness and confidence.

Purple- Most often associated with royalty or deity, purple is also associated with commanding and respect.

Pink-A color associated with healing or soothing. It is comforting and non-threatening.

White-The color of innocence and purity, it is also the sum of all colors, and therefore represents the Divine and high spiritual ideals.

Black- A color which both represents and absorbs negativity. Black is the color of the nadir, confusion and dominance.

You may, of course, have your own associations with particular colors and wish to expand this list. The colors found in the aura are varied and unlimited.
Changing your aura persona is in effect a form of shape-shifting. You become what you project by using the characteristics associated with the colors you choose. If you want to be happier, choose a shade of yellow. If you want to open yourself to being more spiritual, choose a light blue or purple. Do you want to be more grounded? Take earth tones into yourself. Changing your aura colors will not change who you are, but it will change how you feel and relate to your emotions and situations.

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Just As I Am

"I am but a drop in a vast sea of many; my existence only matters first and foremost to me. The sea is not more or less without me. The sea simply is." I remember this meditation from a workshop many years ago. My spiritual practice is reflective and admittedly rather Buddhist at times, but it is much more than that because I have incorporated wisdom from many different-and sometimes seemingly opposing-faith traditions. My practice is uniquely my own. It constantly changes. Above all, it is individual and private. And it is mine alone...without need for justification.

There is no need to promote my beliefs because I am not trying to create a faith tradition. What I do is what I do and what comes from that is ultimately who I am. I'm not trying to prove anything or impress anyone. I have no agenda in worshiping the way I do. It may sound trite, but I really am simply a traveler on the journey, and my chosen path is the route I follow. My main goal is to unravel this thing called Mystery and to understand a little more deeply what the Universe has in store for me.  I do that by using many different tools and methods; my approach is eclectic. It's not for everyone, nor do I expect it to be.

I don't feel an urgency to define myself or my spiritual practice. If anything I will call myself a Pagan, because I'm certainly no longer Christian, although my fondness for ritual was forged within that particular liturgy. I am more than a bit of a Gnostic because I have no problem reconciling  Monotheism and Polytheism, as well as Theism, Deism, Pantheism, Animism and Humanism. I believe all of these things are important at various times in exploring the Great Mystery. Much of that is tempered with a heavy dose of Jungian thought and analytical psychology.

Because I believe wisdom comes from many sources, I also believe that no one religion or philosophy has all the answers. I do subscribe to the duality of the feminine and masculine divine, and I will personify those when it feels appropriate using the mythology of various gods and goddesses from world's diverse pantheons.

The point I am trying to make is that whatever you do, your expression of spirituality is geared specifically to your personal needs. It doesn't have to follow anyone else's creed or rede to be valid. What is right for you is legitimate and authentic- and no one else need approve. My belief is that if you do whatever you do with integrity. you need not fit anyone else's ethic. Matters of individual conduct need only be limited by the moral standard of "harm none" and be loosely approved by the mores of a polite society.

Therefore I don't often engage in conversation about my personal spiritual beliefs, because, well...they are personal. That's not to say that I won't share my beliefs with someone when sincerely asked, it means I don't feel I need to go about shouting about them. And to be truthful, I really don't care what the next person does or doesn't do, or who they worship or what they believe because it is simply none of my business... frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn unless you are going about causing egress harm to others. If you are blowing up buildings or hijacking airplanes, or trying to legislate your religion into law, I will take notice and action, but really, other than that, I am too busy tending my own garden...and I believe it should be this way. Seriously, everyone needs to just leave everyone else alone and stop the name calling because this isn't kindergarten. Picking at old scabs will never allow wounds to heal.

What has lead to this treatise is the recent grandiose bellowing of several individuals in our community about who they believe themselves to be and what they believe in and call themselves...and my answer is a rather blase, " Who cares?" I'm trying to understand why that should matter or affect me. Who the hell else should care, really? I am satisfied, I am happy, and I am enough.
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[Point of reference, I posted about this same issue over two years ago here: http://amethjera.blogspot.com/search?q=pagan+enough]






















Monday, January 7, 2013

Bright, Shiny and New

After the hijinks's of Saturnalia, the deep resonance of Winter Solstice and the richness of Christmas we are shocked by the starkness and reality of the sensibility of January. The winter holidays are built up to a crescendo from Samhain (and sometimes even more months before) but come to a crashing halt on December 26th. This is a personal pet peeve, because the traditional Christmastide extends from December 25th to the Epiphany on January 6th: there are 12 days of celebration, not just one.

The decorations don't need to come down before New Year's Day. The period when Christmastide occurs begins on December 25th with the birth of Jesus the Christ and continues until the arrival of the Magi on the Epiphany( called " Three Kings Day" in some places) on January 6th. That is according to Western Christian tradition which holds to the Gregorian calendar; if you can't quite let go of Christmas, you can follow the Julian calendar like the Eastern Catholic and Orthodox Churches, which put the dates off by approximately two weeks.

But no matter what you do, the greens and the very last of the Winter holiday decorations must be gone by Candlemas on February 2nd, or you invite bad luck into your home. The 2nd of February is also Imbolc in the Celtic Pagan tradition, which falls concurrently with the Feast of Brigid of Ireland various spellings Brigid, Bridget, Bridgit, Bríd and Bride). It is the agrarian Springtime, when the ewes are birthing lambs.

However, among all these days of  rich mythology and folklore, there are days which are bitter cold, when the frost is thick on the window and the bare branches of trees chatter in the wind. These are the days of January, an emotional hangover from the intoxication of Christmas. They are the days when I feel Nature most keenly, when her bones are not only showing, but have cracked from exposure and been gnawed upon. January is an in-your-face kind of month which is a paradox.

Consequentially, I find this a bit amusing, because, after all, it is name after Janus, the Roman god with two faces in opposite directions. At the threshold of the New Year, Janus guards the door by looking back toward the old and ahead at the new.

January days come in two varieties where I lived on the east Coast: Cold,barren and grey, or cold, spare and sunny. It is usually a mixture of both, and you never know quite which you'll get depending on atmospheric conditions. Occasionally Mother Nature throws in a ringer and there is a day or two of short-sleeved weather, but before you get too comfortable with that, she corrects any misconceptions about January by unleashing the fiercest of arctic blasts- just to remind you what time of year it really is.

January is one of my favorite months because of  we've thrown off the tiredness of a worn-out year, and we hope for something better. There is a lightness in our insight, the excitement of something new coming to fruition. January is for beginning again, for starting over. It is a second chance to get some things right we failed at in the past. One of my currently favorite songs is Pink's "Try" because of the chorus:
"Where there is desire there is gonna be a flame
Where there is a flame someone's bound to get burned
But just because it burns doesn't mean you're gonna die
You've gotta get up and try try try
Gotta get up and try try try..."*

And that, Gentle People, is life...


*Words and music written by Pink, EMI Music Publishing,20012

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

X,Y.Z...And The End


I began this post for the pagan Blog Project 2012 in the early weeks of December, before the Solstice. Whether we want to admit it or not, our breathing was just a bit ragged as we waited for whatever the end of the Mayan Calendar brought out way, even though no one believed it would really be the end of the world. This is as far as I got, and after re-reading it, I realize it is enough to end the year...

There are only three weeks remaining until the end of the year...Maybe one more week if you believe the hype about the Mayan calendar. What if it really were the end of all time? Would it really matter? What would you do differently? I'll tell you what I'd do...I'd keep on living my life just as I am to the final day. Life starts as a spark that breaks out into a flame and is supposed to burn bright and evenly until there is no more...and then that's all. It simply extinguishes. There is no big bang, just a  sputter or two and then...it's dark and we're gone into nothingness.We are gone. I don't know where we go, but I rather like the Cosmic Cake Mix theory, where all we've ever been goes back into the Universe to be recycled and parts reused to begin something new. Participating in the PBP2012 has been a little like that: what was birthed and took shape and had form has now wound down to it's natural end.

The Pagan Blog Project 2013 kicks in in a couple of days from now, and I'm already working on new posts that I hope you'll find interesting. I'm participating on my own terms, however: only one post per letter of the alphabet, which will allow time for me to continue with regular posts from AmethJera's Broom With A  View as I feel appropriate.

Looking forward to a new beginning in 2013...




Auld Lang Syne



It's January, and even though we've been in the New Year for nearly 72 hours, I'm still drawn dreamily back into December and earlier days of Christmastide. Most every year I feel this way, and I can't exactly put my finger on why...I just do. Maybe it's because December is co closely linked with a kinder, gentler time in my life, when things were a little less unsure. Maybe because December holds the Magick we imagine the rest of the year. Most of my childhood memories-good and bad-are set in the homey warmth of this time of year.

It's good to simply be still and remember.

Sunday, December 23, 2012

Oneness and Salvation

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Oneness and salvation...two words that most Pagans shy away from using or have banned from our vocabulary. The memories attached to them are sometimes painful and infuriating when placed in  the context of a former religious tradition. Why? Because words have power. They evoke memories which cause us to relive situations. What we miss in our hurry to cast off words such as these is that the power they have is infused by us-we ourselves give them power. Words are just tools, and until we realize that it's not the words that are the cause of our knee jerk reaction and  gut-wrenching pain, but our definition of them, we are going to be slaves to the negativity we ourselves create. Oneness is the unity of many parts:it is that which has come together.

Just being together is generally a good thing. Sometimes it's a necessary thing. We are not so much independent as we are interdependent. Our existence matters to others, and that's why we get together for conversation and dialogue, to sing and dance, to simply be.

The need to be together surfaces intensely during the winter holidays. Perhaps it's something in our genetic code that relates directly to our tribal origins. We gather to remember things we did together, things and people we have lost, traditions we hold dear. We gather to share the stories and beautiful music of the season. We gather to witness the return of the light and to experience our mortality. We gather to celebrate.

And celebrate we do! We bring evergreens inside our homes, stake up a tree and decorate it with fantastic and magickal baubles. We feast and make merry. We grow close and love. Our last days of the waning year are mostly spent in a frantic observance of hilarity and excess, which for the most part, is intended to make us happy. We make magick in the mundane, and it is the only time of the year when it is not only acceptable, it is expected.

We expect miracles out of nowhere. Out of thin air, the most dark, dank, boring  everyday parts of our lives are suddenly supposed to be transformed into something glorious. Because...Everything looks better with glitter.  In those precious few days at the end of the calendar, we ought to renew and transcend ourselves. Few of us actually know how, and this, I believe, is what causes what we've come to know as the 'holiday blues'. When our high expectation falls flat or is not met, we suddenly sink into the dark and cold parts of our souls, defeated. What were we thinking? Why did we dare to dream? The demon of depression sits heavily on our shoulder, and he has our ear.

The fact is that life goes on, even without us. That puts our existence into perspective. We are here now, and tomorrow we will be gone. What makes that matter is what we do with our time here, and who and what we love. These last few precious days of being gathered together with a singular focus is the only time for some when it is safe to love, as if they need permission or an excuse. Love, however we define it, bids us to come closer. It enjoins us to become one, and our Oneness, our recognition of our being a part of something larger than ourselves, is our true salvation.