We’ll get back to the in depth stuff soon, but my weekend was crazy so I haven’t really written much. So for today I want us to focus on the importance of practicing what we believe.
We need to remain open to the divine. But with busy lives this isn’t always easy. Back when I was single and I worked in the afternoons and evenings, it was pretty easy. I built a daily routine. I could spend time in daily meditation, do my rituals, etc. But then I got my gf to move in with me. I started working a 40 hour week rather than just 30. I have to get up at 7 now, rather than 11. Then there’s all the errands you have to run at night because you don’t have a day to go do them. Life gets in the way. Is it any wonder there are monastic orders?
But it’s okay, you can still do something everyday. Maybe it’s a prayer before work, or offering your breakfast rather than light and incense. Trying to take a minute or two on break to reach out, to push aside the mundane and reach the divine.
This is how we have practice now. Our ancestors were busy, but they lived off the land and the land gave them times and cycles to bring forth the divine. In the corporate, service world of 24-7 all the same, there’s nothing like that, and while business have to respect our religious freedom, I’ve run into a situation many a time where the time to ask off of work to go join a ritual has passed long before I knew about the ritual. We’ve lost the cycles that our ancestors built to keep the divine in their lives, and often it doesn’t seem there’s a way in the realms of the post-industrial cog to rebuild them. The seasons do not mean what they used to. We no longer must keep to the spring of planting, the summer’s wars, the harvests of fall, and the family of winter.
I find it sad. But we can keep the faith. Talk to your Gods, because in Heathenism, they are the family that never leaves you, despite how far you must be from your mortal one.