kiya: (connections)
( Feb. 27th, 2017 04:16 pm)
It is the time of the end of February traditionally known as "many packages for Kiya" because of the conversion of birthday money into books and occasional artifacts.

Which occasionally leads to me declaring that I am currently playing the part of [personal profile] whispercricket, who is the usual recipient of Many Package.

Today's many package was, I thought, interesting:

A copy of Stations of the Sun by Hutton;
a "nevertheless, she persisted" t-shirt;
the annual report from my church, with little welcome package of notes.

Meanwhile, in semi-unrelated things, I am poking at a questionnaire from church for a little getting to know you thing that one of the other new members is organising, and trying to figure out how I want to answer "If you could invite any real or mythological religious figure to give a sermon, who would it be and why?"

kiya: (everything new)
( Feb. 5th, 2016 11:40 am)
Last week I went down to Town Hall and registered a DBA, so I am now the owner of an official sole-proprietorship small press. Which currently just produces calendars. But there are plans, many plans.

Basically, I am doing this because after some experience with working for a small POD press I think I can. And because I look at the world of niche pagan stuff and say, "I really wish that I could find a book about...." and the 'about' is something weird and nonspecific and maybe it would be a big deal if it came out but nobody's going to actually do it. And given that I have a lot of relevant knowledge and can pick up some of the rest of the stuff, I feel that, well, if I want these books to happen I should make them happen myself.

Which means that I will be looking to make books happen about:
* narrative and its role in religion from various angles
* historically-rooted mystical practice
* niche reconstructionist Stuff
* local/household/community religion
* and a bunch of stuff that falls out from that set of interests, which includes pop cultural paganism stuff, quirky individual stuff if it's interesting, and anthologies on related topics

Things that are in some level of planning include a volume of collected poetry, a cookbook, a book of Kemetic prayer-songs, and an anthology of experiences and thoughts about dealing with new, "lost", or lore-obscure gods, of things that I am fully hoping and have plans to make happen in the next two years.

I am hoping for (as other specific things I've talked with people about) the possibilities inherent in a book on ancestor practice, at least one topic-specific grimoire, possibly a book or anthology on superhero spirituality (though the person I contacted to possibly collect that one is not sure he can contribute beyond what's in a book that already exists), an anthology dealing with trans-specific religious experiences and rituals, a novel and book of ritual/mythology associated with a religion from the novel because really that works as a set, and a regionally specific reconstructionist ritual/lore/practice book. And something else I asked someone about ages ago which has fallen out of my head, argh, I hope he remembers.

I have done a fuckton of research into profit margins on various POD printers and need to do some more, but my current plan is to go with a mix of printers depending on the work in question, what it needs for a binding, and various other things.

But. That is one of my things that I am doing right now.

I should get the company logo resized so I can usericon it.
kiya: (computers)
( May. 16th, 2014 10:51 pm)
I, um, may have sent [ profile] jenett a sequence of, like, a half-dozen one-line emails squeeing about various things I've figured out how to do with a wiki....
about the Kemetic religious community that makes me want to die quietly in my sleep.

Or possibly never post anywhere again.
[ profile] ardaniel: Hakwyw sounds like the forgotten archer god of the Kemetic Welsh
I seem to have accidentally become the keeper of the family religious calendar. You see, because of my own obsession with building my own religious calendar, I have a draft version of it up in Google calendar. To this I have added the family chore rota calendar, the family medical appointments calendar, the family "fun stuff we might like to do" calendar, [ profile] artan_eter's class schedule calendar, the moon phase calendar, the Jewish calendar, and probably a couple of others that I can't think of at the moment. My Google calendar is a deeply cluttered place.

But anyway - between trying to track my own religious observances and keeping up the professional blog (where I try (and even often succeed) to write about festivals a few days before they happen), I check my calendar regularly. Which means things like calling up [ profile] teinedreugan a few weeks ago to ask him to pick up hamantashen on the way home for [ profile] whispercricket. (KJ has declared these "hashmashin!")

This leads to things like the Egyptian pagan pottering about making a horseradish-crusted roast over roasted salted celery and matzo ball soup on her dinner night. Currently roasting garlic.

My life: it makes me happy.
Yesterday, [ profile] whispercricket and I went to the mall to do various errands and get out of the house a little. We sat down on a wall near the "we buy gold" booth to eat some pretzels with the kids.

One of the people at the "we buy gold" booth I thought might be a guy who was at the "we buy gold" booth in the mall near the old house, and when he started chatting about how much he hated his job because it was basically to take advantage of people in desperate circumstances, and how he got into trouble occasionally giving people more money for their gold than the company would prefer, I was increasingly convinced.

So I watched him closely. He was keeping his arms crossed as he complained - I think he's lonely in addition to having moral qualms about his means of employment. Eventually he moved them and I spotted what I'd noticed when we'd spoken before - a tattoo on his arm of a stylised UU chalice.

"Ha, we spoke at Burlington before. You gave her a balloon," I said, indicating KJ. "I recognise your ink."

"Oh, are you UUs?" he asked.

[ profile] whispercricket said "She is."

He commented that he had been on break from the seminary he was studying at, and now it's closed down and he wasn't sure what to do. I said, "Oh, my sister's at Starr King."

"Yeah? Starr King is amazing. My mother went to Starr King. And while I take her as a role model - and her spirit continues to guide me - I just. They say you have to kiss the feet of her statue to get into Starr King and I ... need to have my own life...."

So I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm a UU from childhood like he is, rather than, y'know, referring to the sister I adopted a few years ago. ;)
kiya: (cult of ecstasy)
( Jan. 12th, 2012 10:56 pm)
Trying to comb the tangles out of my life is a fiddly, fiddly thing. It's a two steps forward, one step back thing at all times, and this has been a rough while - hell, it's been a rough year - which means it feels like a lot more back steps than forward steps even if I look at it closely and recognise that's not right, really.

Possibly it's that I have too much pirouetting and not enough promenade.

KJ likes to run in circles around things. "Baby run circle!" she proclaims. "Run circle mama!" when she's orbiting me. Like that, only I don't enjoy it as much as she does?

It's always a third way. )
kiya: (purify)
( Sep. 16th, 2011 10:56 pm)
One small three-ring binder, of an appropriate size to be held open comfortably in one hand, colour: white.

Section dividers.

A template file for printing on paper appropriately scaled for said binder.

An assortment of prayers and ritual notes largely taken from the Pyramid Texts, along with the prayers to Nut that [ profile] luellon posted to the Cauldron a while back, formatted into the template file for said binder.

A file of notes with more texts to look up.

A solution is possible, and went back to sleep.
Many moons ago, I had a little application that would put the current moonphase in my menubar. This little application died in an OS upgrade, and that plus the dissolving strain of pregnancy completely disrupted my ritual practices.

I have a new little application which puts the current moonphase in my menubar, obligations as part of my training, and a moderate obsession with calendar work. Thus: attempting to start rebooting my regular ritual practice.

I'm already incorporating some "mundane" maintenance stuff (taking regular serotonin-supporting vitamins in the hope of keeping my sanity from imploding further) into the same space as my minor morning rituals, getting increasingly attentive to daily litany work, and similar matters. So perhaps I can stop crawling day to day and start to breathe larger rhythms.

Two days from now is the monthly jubilee festival of Nut. I wonder what I will do.
I was following a link from [ profile] lupabitch to this post about gender issues at this year's PantheaCon and found a link to this post about mystic reconstructionism. I'm beginning to suspect I may wake up the blogging again as a result of all this crap.
More religious nattering!

The problem with Mysteries. )
More attempts to comb out my brain, meanwhile. This will be written through the haze of horrific headache, so please bear with me if you want to bother reading it at all.

Brief context summary: in ancient times, most mystery traditions were private offshoots of ordinary religious practice, undertaken by the particularly devoted to that set of stuff, the particularly interested, or whatever else. They existed in the context of a surrounding culture that took their raw assumptions as a given and provided what amounts to specialist knowledge.
So let's run with that. )
kiya: (pooka)
( Feb. 20th, 2011 06:54 pm)
Schroedinger says, "But it does sound like a fun project from an outside perspective - containing the universe, that is. ;)"
Whitney says, "I need more control rods."
Juniper says, "Liquid cooling system?"
Whitney says, "... I think that's called 'a stiff drink'."
Whitney says, "I probably need one of those too."

Schroedinger endorses helpfully.
Juniper says, "D thinks that's not a bad idea."
Whitney says, "That's D for ya."
Whitney says, ".... augh my mysticism is coming out in MUSHcode all of a sudden waaaaaaah."

More silliness )
Side note: KJ's eighteen-month checkup went spendidly, she is a healthy and mighty babe. I am not healthy right now, but I have been stabbed gently in the chest, throat, head, wrists, and feet, and seem to be not coughing anymore? Also I have tea.

So, [ profile] jenett posted a questionnaire thing to her blog, and I read through it and was full of "Wow, a paganism religious questionnaire that doesn't suck horribly" and the sudden thought that I didn't know how to answer it anymore, because I'm in the middle of an intense period of religious turmoil. Which is, on one level, okay, and on other levels very upsetting.

I am answering the questionnaire as best as I can in order to see if I can sort my head out, because filing things neatly is good for thinkybrain and makes it stop panicking quite so much. Thinkybrain is full of panic.

So the thing. )
Gotten from [ profile] nancylebov.

Cut for length. )
I think I'll do this pagan questionnaire from [ profile] luellon too!

More cut. )
From Morag on TC:

    Be humble for you are made of earth;

    Be noble for you are made of stars.

    (Serbian proverb.)
kiya: (uu)
( Nov. 7th, 2010 09:44 pm)
From the Rev. Mark Morrison-Reed, read in church today, according to this website for precise wording:

    The central task of the religious community is to unveil the bonds that bind each to all. There is a connectedness, a relationship discovered amid the particulars of our own lives and the lives of others. Once felt, it inspires us to act for justice.

    It is the church that assures us that we are not struggling for justice on our own, but as members of a larger community. The religious community is essential, for alone our vision is too narrow to see all that must be seen, and our strength too limited to do all that must be done. Together, our vision widens and our strength is renewed.

Still need a church/UU icon. I think I'll do that now. Bangles until then.

ETA: There. UU icon.
kiya: (pondering)
( Oct. 18th, 2010 10:05 pm)
This week at church the senior minister talked about racism and community. He quoted Mark Morrison-Reed, who will be giving the sermon next weekend, about the different sorts of freedom that tend to come up in black churches (spiritual freedom) and UU ones (intellectual freedom), and the intersectional space between them.

He mentioned Rev. Morrison-Reed's belief that UU focus on connection tends to be ... honestly, I would almost call it stock pagan, a sort of immanent awareness of presence in the world, and black churches focus on connecting to God and connecting to a community.

(And I added a handful of Rev. Morrison-Reed's books to my wishlist when I got home, because Relevant To My Interests.)

He talked about the 1969 walkout - and how he joined it. He talked about racial guilt and the incoherence of action and the fact that a full fifth of UU ministers joined Rev. Martin Luther King Jr. in Selma when he called for support there. He talked about a lot of things, in ways that I don't know how to speak about, because I'm still processing.

I listened, and thought, and studied the quilt that was hanging in the sanctuary. Where the church of my childhood would have had a glinting cross, there was a quilt done in gorgeous autumn colours, the central medallion a representation of the UU chalice, the squares surrounding it in particolour brown and cream, gold and ... red, I think, and framed in a maple-leaf mottled red and gold band.

The minister talked about the racial history of the community the church nestles into, and I think of any of a number of things as he explains precisely why the local dentist is a the fourth and how once upon a time the then-police chief had a map posted on the wall with the homes of every black inhabitant of the town circled.

The quilt is a beautiful thing, pieced together out of such glorious cloth. The squares are broken by curls of cloth, dividing them diagonally, making for a change in colors, the way quilts will do. There is something fundamentally familiar, almost ancestral, about the idea of the quilt, and there is something profound to listen to the seamy underside of racial politics in the denomination and the community while studying beautiful seams between brown and cream.

I don't know if I'm a UU-in-general yet, but this church, this church I love.

(Still need UU/church icon.)
Last night I spent an excessive chunk of time rattling around reading blogs, in a weird compilation of some rereading of the things I wrote for last year's Pagan Values Month blogswarm thing, coming across someone sneering that of course Christianity didn't invent original sin, that's just a normal religion thing, and some discussions that are apparently related to Wiscon, and it got me thinking about structural stuff around religion again.

Trying to articulate some stuff. )

Shorter version: hug your children so they have souls. Thank you, goodnight.


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