sacred burn

Why Vestal Virgins Were Special

The Vestal Virgins were six priestesses in ancient Rome who came from the leading families and served the temple for 30 years. Their duties included keeping a sacred flame eternally burning, presiding over many religious ceremonies, and never having sex with anyone. Wait, what? Yup, no fun times for the Vestal Virgins. The reason that it was so important they never had sex with anyone wasn’t just a religious matter related to sex (or the lack thereof) having a mystical value. It was largely because of what those women represented in an official capacity. See, priestesses at the Temple of Vesta didn’t merely serve the faith of one particular goddess. Or any goddess – they represented Rome. They were supposed to be, in a very real sense, married to the entire city of Rome.

So if the Vestal Virgins had sex, it wouldn’t mean that they were betraying the tenets of their religion. It would mean they were guilty of the much more Earthly crime of treason. Treason against their spouse, Rome. And if the person the vestal virgin had sex with was from Rome, it was also regarded as incest. Ew!

What  plants can be used for smudging /healing?

‘Sage’ of (all kinds), cedar, juniper, sweet grass and lavender are plants that are used to make ( sticks) (smudging bundles) for removing negative energy, from  spaces, sacred items and also for healing.

With all the energies moving in and around your home its a great time to set the stage with a quick cleansing. Smudge the entryways and corners with sage, sweetgrass, juniper, or cedar. You can also asperge (sprinkle) with salt water moving counterclockwise from one room to the next. As you work repeat the following:
May the winds inspire you
earth protect you
water heal you, and
fire always warm the hearth
As you move through the space, clap your hands to disperse old, stagnant energy, then use a bell or rattle to welcome fresh, sacred energy. If you have one or more sleigh bells, they’re perfect for this Midwinter cleansing.

Since it is believe, in many cultures, that the plants we use to burn and purify ourselves provides us with access to their soul and power, it is essential that people ask  permission before gathering these plants. To take only what you need without damaging the plant and give thanks for what  you take. ‘My advise is to learn how to grow your own ‘healing plants’ and then use them however you wish’. (Recently I was given some  fresh picked ‘Juniper and cedar’ sticks. they smelled so awesome and I like using them in my house for cleansing)… 

‘Remember if you do not pick these plants yourself, know that someone else did that for you and that you could still give thanks for the life of those plants and the people who did pick them’.  Smudge is not an incense.   Don’t buy smudge sticks from health food stores or from anywhere that you can’t be sure the sacred plant was not treated respectfully  from seedling to harvest, as these are sacred herbs/plants. Please don’t abuse the plant.

image: source from my stumbleupon gif  (2008)

Those who are Broken | Chapter Nineteen

Everyone has a soulmate. Except the Broken.

Word count: 2380

Up way late into the night to finish this. Feels short. Gonna take a nap.

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“Quit being so paranoid,” you told yourself, walking back and forth between the couch and your bed, rubbing your hands together. “He said he’ll come by later.”

It’s been an hour since Jimin left you to go wherever. One fucking hour. Not a day or several hours, but one. You felt stupid for being so scared, but what could you do? You’re in love with Jimin, and he had just confessed to liking you. Now he’s gone, and you’re pacing your room like a crazy person, peaking at the window to see if Jimin had appeared home yet.  

You felt ridiculous. You would assume that the two of you are dating, and if you are, why are you like this? Maybe it’s because even though he might be yours, you’re still paranoid of the possibility that it’s all a lie. A joke. And that scares you.

You didn’t want to be this way, so with all the will power you had in you, you forced yourself to go to sleep. You climbed into bed, burying yourself under your covers. You lied on your back at first, staring up at the blank ceiling with a blank stare, but your mind was running wild. Eventually you turned to your side, your back facing the window you had grown to like.

What if? All the what ifs were running through your mind again. You really hated living in the fear of what if. Don’t people usually say live life to the fullest? Or something along the lines of living life as if it’s your last? Every day? Well, the last one is stupid. People live longer because they’re careful. Maybe you’re just being a realist.

Maybe live life to its fullest in the category of love?

No. That is stupid, too. You’re already in love, but you’re still iffy in that category. Plus, you need someone that you’re one hundred percent loves you back.

Right?

You threw your blankets off, sitting up in bed. You don’t know. You know nothing. You’re a fucking lost puppy—sheep—whatever—in a field of bullshit. You’re the perfect description of stupidity. Simple.

The sound of a knock on your door erupted the silence. You got out of bed, making your way towards the front door. Looking through the peephole, a wave of basically everything new filled you. Opening the door, Jimin stood in front of you, hands in his pockets.

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Freya, Goddess of gold,
inspire me today.
Teach me to walk through my day
with pride in my own being,
with confidence,
with power.
Goddess of fiery passion,
bless me with the insight
to the marrow of my bones
that I am a person of worth
in the eyes of the Gods
the eyes of the ancestors
and of myself.
May I radiate this
and transforms all I meet.
That is my prayer for this day, oh great and powerful Goddess,
that I may mirror Your presence throughout my day.
In return, I shall praise You always,
and lay amber before Your image,
consigning it to the sacred fires that burn
when the day is at its longest.
Hail Freya, shining Goddess of gold.
I praise You.
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The Faithblade Super-Heavy Tank is the main Super-Heavy Tank of the Adepta Sororitas. It is armed with a Redemption-Pattern Vulcan Mega Bolter, able to surpass even the Stormlord in terms of sheer fire output. In addition, it is frequently armed with heavy flamer and heavy bolter sponsons, as well as a hull-mounted multimelta

it is thickly plated and said plates have had sacred oils poured upon them, and have had sacred incenses burned around each individual plate before being assembled with the sound of great hymnals and chants of creation around them. These rituals serve to make the Faithblade a light in the darkness, warded to protect against the Warp and serve as a beacon against the damnable forces of chaos

this class of vehicle is deployed only when it is required the most, as they are nowhere near as commonly found as the Baneblade or Fellblade family of tanks. However, whenever they are deployed, their presence is felt, serving as a beacon of hope, second only to the appearance of a Living Saint.



Found these pics on dakkadakka and thought they looked amazing! Plus it’s a good idea to give the Sororitas more things, because it’s not like they have enough in canon anyway.

anonymous asked:

current top 10 favorite words?

tender, ashes, dusk, sacred, lavender, burning, cinnamon, constellation, possibility, and love

golden hearts.

Prologue.

Chapter 1.

There’s a secret place in the woods that no one knows about. It’s near that so familiar waterfall that his mother used to bring them to when they were young enough to be free of responsibilities and Jimin had grown very fond of it. He had gone to the woods so many times in his life he didn’t even need a map or a compass to know where he was and where to go. The woods were like his home: and call him cinic, call him ungrateful, but the palace in which he lived in, full of goods and great things, wasn’t a home for him.

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A blissed out creature in her hammock. It’s the simple things in life… 😋✨💓🌈 ::: Gentle reminder that we are the creators of our reality in each moment. We are the weavers of our life. Always… I love you all so much & wishing a blessed Spring Equinox to all of us. May all the stagnant energy of the past be given to the sacred fire to burn away & all the love be rebirthed into a blooming flower within the Heart.✨💓Truly a moment to let it all go & release & give thanks for all the lessons & rebirth within our own skin ~ Snake medicine. 🐍✨ :::

I’ve been talking a lot about the rumored Boba Fett movie this week and that’s all cool but keep in mind that if we get a Han Solo movie, an Obi-Wan Kenobi movie, a Boba Fett movie and NO PRINCESS LEIA MOVIE, it is our sacred responsibility to burn Disney World to the ground. 

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Ceremony

The following are photos from my research on young shamans in Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia. All photographs are with permission for publication and full approval of the shaman.  

The shaman prepares to put on protective mirrors prior to calling his ancestral spirits

A family member, acting as attendant, helps the shaman adjust his massive ceremonial regalia, weighing betweeen 40 and 50 kg (88-110 lbs)

Fully possessed by a Grandfather Spirit (male ancestral spirit) , leaning forward to give consultation and advice. The blue mat is where private consultation attendees can sit to directly address the spirit.

The shaman prepares his drum by anointing it with milk and/or vodka

Wearing a different maihavch, or mask/headdress, grandmother spirit addresses an attendee (cropped for privacy)

Prior to becoming possessed by his spirits, the shaman drums to call the spirits into the sacred area. His attendant burns ganga (wild mountain thyme) around the sacred area.

As the shaman begins to drum, the attendant braces his. At the moment the spirit enters his body, his movement will become very strong.

Grandfather Spirit addresses the collected attendees

Invocation of Kernunnos

By the sacred flame burning bright
O’ Ancient One!
We call yer name of this night
O’ Witch-father!
To joy and terror yer here
O’ Hedge-lord!
We hear your foot steps drawing near
O’ Sitter-Between!
Let us join our ancestors Sabbath
O’ Antler’d Devil!

Turn yer three ever-watching eyes to thee
Bring our spirits across the boundary with glee
Let our souls fly till dawns break
and our nightly flight be enough to sate
The Liminal One We call Tonight

Kernunnos O’Nyrt!
Rise from the Dirt!

Nema! Nema! Nema!

This is my personal invocation to Kernunnos (or alternatively, Cernunnos), my patron god, a liminal Gaulish god of the dead, wealth, and hedge-crossing.

Feel free to use it or alter it as you see fit.


Herb - Cinnamon

Planet: Sun. Also Mercury, Mars, and Uranus

Element: Fire

Magical Properties

- Cinnamon has a few metaphysical properties. When burned it can stimulate clairvoyance, raise spiritual vibrations, and help focus during divination. It can also be used to aid meditation and astral projection.

- It has fairly potent cleansing properties. It can be burned to purify a space, or rubbed on ritual tools to cleanse them.

- Cinnamon has been a known spice for a long time. The Romans believed the fragrance to be sacred and burned it at funerals.

- It’s sometimes used in protection spells.

- Love charms get a kick when cinnamon is added.

- Also used for: prosperity, success, healing, lust, passion, power, dreams, strength, courage, personal empowerment, luck, peace, communication, happiness, inspiration and wisdom.

Medicinal Properties

- Be cautious with your usage. When used externally or in undiluted essential oil, it can irritate the skin.

- Cinnamon adds useful antibacterial properties to cold and flu remedies.

- The essential oil is a good remedy for athletes foot but remember to dilute it with a carrier oil.

- It’s effective for yeast infections, thrush, and gingivitis.

- When used in cooking, cinnamon aids digestion. It prevents bloating and flatulence and can treat heartburn and nausea.

- The cinnamon powder sold in grocery stores is too old to have any medicinal value. Grinding it into powder yourself is the best way to ensure fresh cinnamon.