I spent some time jobhunting today, because I need a job.
After that I was going to go and see TLTWaTW, because I _still_ haven't got round to it. I decided to put it off for one more day, though; the weather was too nice - almost sixty degrees - and I wanted to be _outside_.
So I drove up to Columcille again. This time, I got there well before sunset, instead of _right_ before. I spent probably two hours wandering the paths, looking at all (and there are a _lot_) of the standing stones and piles of stones and stone circles and...things.
There's a labyrinth at the nearby Kirkridge Conference Center, and I walked that (after waiting for someone else to finish). It was lovely, peaceful, very centering. Then I went into the St. Columba Chapel and just...sat and thought for a while. Asked for a clue where I'm going. I don't know if I got any answers, but we shall see.
I ran into the guy who runs the place (and his dog, who refused to give me his frisbee). He welcomed me very graciously and we chatted for a bit (mostly about the dog).
All in all, it was a lovely calm grounding sort of day. One I needed badly.
After that I was going to go and see TLTWaTW, because I _still_ haven't got round to it. I decided to put it off for one more day, though; the weather was too nice - almost sixty degrees - and I wanted to be _outside_.
So I drove up to Columcille again. This time, I got there well before sunset, instead of _right_ before. I spent probably two hours wandering the paths, looking at all (and there are a _lot_) of the standing stones and piles of stones and stone circles and...things.
There's a labyrinth at the nearby Kirkridge Conference Center, and I walked that (after waiting for someone else to finish). It was lovely, peaceful, very centering. Then I went into the St. Columba Chapel and just...sat and thought for a while. Asked for a clue where I'm going. I don't know if I got any answers, but we shall see.
I ran into the guy who runs the place (and his dog, who refused to give me his frisbee). He welcomed me very graciously and we chatted for a bit (mostly about the dog).
All in all, it was a lovely calm grounding sort of day. One I needed badly.
Desert Pete
Nov. 30th, 2005 10:33 pmThe words to the song I failed to remember in my last posting...it's by The Kingston Trio, but I'd love to dig up a recording of Clam Chowder playing it as well...
( Desert Pete )
( Desert Pete )
Samhain, gods, and chaos. And Hellspark.
Oct. 25th, 2005 04:13 pmSo I was reading through a Samhain ritual - a powerful one, too, and very much _not_ the usual - and I had a thought.
fosveny and I have, for years and years, named all of our computers after trickster deities and gods and goddesses of chaos. They come from a wide variety of sources: Indo-European, American, Oriental, and -- quite a few of them under this category -- fictional. Partly this is on the theory that we'll never run out of good names to use, and partly it's because we sort of figure that, if we name the computers after them right off, maybe they'll be a little more kindly inclined towards them. Mostly, it's seemed to work.
One line in the ritual goes 'Each participant calls on a deity of transformation.' I thought, okay, who would I call on? And the answer was St. Veschke, who is entirely fictional but definitely an agent of transformation. And chaos. And lies and trade, among other things. She's from a book called Hellspark, one of my favorites, and (among many other things) rather a manifesto of trickster philosophy.
In any case, Hellspark aside, it got me thinking about the proprieties of calling on a deity or other being who doesn't actually exist. Granted, that's a question in any case -- what proof or evidence have I that Loki or Eris is any more 'real' than Veschke or Verra or Ifni? The point, however, remains. There's a presumption there, perhaps a dangerous one, if one indeed believes in gods and goddesses and demons and divine beings and saints and totems and spirits and such. Especially jealous ones.
I think, in this case, the difference is they're tricksters. The more serious gods on the whole seem to have jealousy issues but I don't think I've ever seen a trickster god doing the ME ME IT'S ALL ABOUT ME thing (witness someone else's take on the whole trickster thing). In fact, worshipping a made-up trickster god seems to be the sort of thing the average 'real' trickster god would appreciate the hell out of.
Hellspark gives a bit more insight. Or, at least, something else that a trickster would appreciate.... Maggy (an interpretive computer, but that's irrelevant to the point) is presented with a situation where swift-Kalat has to talk to layli-layli calulan, pretty much right away. Problem is, swift-Kalat's male, and layli-layli calulan is in deep mourning, when her culture restricts her to contact only with those of sufficiently high rank -- women.
In desperation, Maggy invents the 'Hellspark Ritual of Change', and declares swift-Kalat her sister. This is enough for layli-layli calulan, and the conversation happens.
Later the two find out about Maggy's invention. They're upset; she's lied to them, hasn't she? She hasn't lied, it's pointed out; she _invented_ the ritual to serve the purpose at hand. In fact, several other Hellsparks plan to keep using the thing. It's a real ritual, now. They believed it in, and it worked.
It's exactly what a trickster would do, in those circumstances. Tell the truth with a lie, make something real -- and good -- happen out of something that's not real.
If someone's 'invented' a god, and someone else believes it's a real thing, is that then any less 'real' than the ritual I've described above? If it works, I say, use it. If it works, there's something 'real' there. More serious gods might object to the concept; but a trickster? That's right up his alley.
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One line in the ritual goes 'Each participant calls on a deity of transformation.' I thought, okay, who would I call on? And the answer was St. Veschke, who is entirely fictional but definitely an agent of transformation. And chaos. And lies and trade, among other things. She's from a book called Hellspark, one of my favorites, and (among many other things) rather a manifesto of trickster philosophy.
In any case, Hellspark aside, it got me thinking about the proprieties of calling on a deity or other being who doesn't actually exist. Granted, that's a question in any case -- what proof or evidence have I that Loki or Eris is any more 'real' than Veschke or Verra or Ifni? The point, however, remains. There's a presumption there, perhaps a dangerous one, if one indeed believes in gods and goddesses and demons and divine beings and saints and totems and spirits and such. Especially jealous ones.
I think, in this case, the difference is they're tricksters. The more serious gods on the whole seem to have jealousy issues but I don't think I've ever seen a trickster god doing the ME ME IT'S ALL ABOUT ME thing (witness someone else's take on the whole trickster thing). In fact, worshipping a made-up trickster god seems to be the sort of thing the average 'real' trickster god would appreciate the hell out of.
Hellspark gives a bit more insight. Or, at least, something else that a trickster would appreciate.... Maggy (an interpretive computer, but that's irrelevant to the point) is presented with a situation where swift-Kalat has to talk to layli-layli calulan, pretty much right away. Problem is, swift-Kalat's male, and layli-layli calulan is in deep mourning, when her culture restricts her to contact only with those of sufficiently high rank -- women.
In desperation, Maggy invents the 'Hellspark Ritual of Change', and declares swift-Kalat her sister. This is enough for layli-layli calulan, and the conversation happens.
Later the two find out about Maggy's invention. They're upset; she's lied to them, hasn't she? She hasn't lied, it's pointed out; she _invented_ the ritual to serve the purpose at hand. In fact, several other Hellsparks plan to keep using the thing. It's a real ritual, now. They believed it in, and it worked.
It's exactly what a trickster would do, in those circumstances. Tell the truth with a lie, make something real -- and good -- happen out of something that's not real.
If someone's 'invented' a god, and someone else believes it's a real thing, is that then any less 'real' than the ritual I've described above? If it works, I say, use it. If it works, there's something 'real' there. More serious gods might object to the concept; but a trickster? That's right up his alley.
Experimentation.
Sep. 16th, 2004 10:41 pmThis is an outgrowth of comments in my last posting...and fairly restricted friends-wise. I'm actually half-embarrassed to post it. But,
meradudd, I'm thinking you might be right when you said Now, you have to learn to trust in the Greater Force (whatever name for Him/Her/It you feel comfy with) and I think after today's discussion I'm gonna give it a shot.
( Some rambling explanations, and a sort of declaration )
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