Today, I feel like I have to choose to either continue looking into the Hellenistic/Hellenic path or focus on making my witchcraft practice. *
My plan was, and this seems super grotesque now that I think of it, to make some of the Hellenistic beliefs and practices a foundation of my witchcraft path. This would not make me a Hellenistic Pagan, just some witch using Hellenistic ideas, magic, and practices, which is fine by me.
From what I’ve read, I love the Hellenismos path. It almost brings me to tears thinking about how beautiful the path is and I thought about becoming a Hellenistic Pagan myself because I feel that you should honor the Gods as they are supposed to be worshiped. And so, I’ve been studying how to do that.
However, if I wanted to pursue Hellenismos as a religious path, I’d have to dedicate all of my free time that is usually reserved for witchery, crocheting, and video gaming to the Hellenistic path only, which I would be willing to do if I choose this path.
However (again), throughout my short time studying Hellenismos, I’ve felt stressed and anxious about doing the wrong thing, which is, because I have an anxiety disorder, is a bad thing for me.
I think for now, I’d like to continue to create my own witchcraft practice with the Hellenismos system in mind. I’d like to honor the Gods in a way that feels right to me.
*Sorry if this post makes no sense. I’m just trying to work some stuff out.
Yesterday, I did a small ritual celebrating summer solstice. I know, I know – I’m way past due. The day that I wanted to celebrate this day I was sick with irritable bowl syndrome (IBS) and it took me a while to recover.
Anyway, I made a very quick ritual asking for a productive year as the days wane.
For the ritual, I honored Hecate and Hestia and used a tea light as a sacred flame. I wanted to keep the sacred flame burning, but for fire safety I put it out and decided to use the candle cozy I made for Hestia’s candle and turn it into a representation of a sacred flame. Also Her candle flame was eating away at the wax so much that I worried that too would cause a fire.
(While fire is pretty important to my spirituality, I lost a home in a house fire. Fortunately, it wasn’t caused by candles.)
I gave Hecate some hot cider and Hestia lavender tea. The downside to this is that I’m using Hestia’s libation bowl as a sacred flame holder, but I figured that I could use a couple of my glass herb containers as offering containers for both Hecate and Hestia.
Yesterday, I worked on my notebook. I decided to take the book apart and put it into a binder I had for school. When I’m finished writing and illustrating the book, (I’m thinking that it will take me about a year), I can bind the pages all together and actually have a book!
When I’m done, I can do some sort of flip-through. I love the idea of writing the book in a different language because my husband likes to help me do my crafts, which is really nice, but he ends up reading what I’ve written. So, with the help of Google Translate, which may or may not give me the correct translation, I’m writing the book in Greek.
It’s a lot of fun! I’d love to actually learn the language, but I’m still in college (my college doesn’t offer a Greek language class). So, for right now, I’m using Google!
Technically, today is Hecate’s Deipnon,* but because I wasn’t sure on what I was doing this weekend, I preformed a new moon ritual a couple days before.
However, yesterday, my husband and I made a relationship contract where we went over what we want, don’t want, will or won’t do for the coming month, which was totally unplanned thing – he just gave me a link on it and asked what I thought. I think this is a great way to bring on the new month!
It’s so weird to that I just started discovering Hellenismos and it’s (according to Wikipedia) the new Athenian year! Again, according to Wiki, now, it’s the Hekatombaion month (just after Summer Solstice and the new moon!).
Yesterday, while at a book sale, I found those gems: Iliad and Odyssey. I also found Oxford’s Greek Plays, which I thought would be interesting to read. I was on the look out for Hesiod’s Theogony, but no dice!
Anyway, I created some type of shrine above my altar. I can only put an altar/shrine in my bedroom since this is the only place where I am free to do just about anything. I share a house with a non-pagan (he’s pretty non-religious too) so, I put a shrine to Hestia and Hecate at the top.
The statue is G. Ruggeri I got from a thrift store years ago. It would have to be after the house fire, so, I was probably around 19 or 20 when I found it. I had no idea it was a collectible! Although, I don’t know what the statue is of. Maybe you can help me figure it out?
I thought she’d fit right in. To me, I feel she’s a muse of some sort.
For my first new moon ritual, I honored both Hestia and Hecate.
In the morning, during my daily devotional, I asked Hecate to guide my thoughts and actions today so, I won’t disrespect anyone. I left offerings of food and herbs in Hecate’s box.
In the box, I gave her food from my breakfast and lunch. I tend not to eat dinner because of my IBS (I also get up very early to start the day) so, I thought some of my food from my breakfast and lunch would be OK. I left the box on my altar and cleaned my sacred space and the house.
I did a little ritual where I lit a white votive candle with all the things I didn’t want to bring in the next month and prayed to both Hestia and Hecate. I just spoke from the heart and thanked them. I had a personal experience with Hecate years ago that I acknowledged in the ritual.
I used a black candle for Hecate and the pink one for Hestia. I decided to leave the votive candle on for a while to burn away all the bad or disrespectful things I’ve done and welcome the new month. After the ritual, I did some more cleaning.
Then all of a sudden, I decided to finish the ritual. With which I took some of the liquid items (I offered some hot cider and ice cream) outside at the “crossroads” of where my driveway and the walkway meet.
I blew out the white candle and sacrificed it to Hecate (I put it in Her box) while trying to be as respectful as I could. The moment I was done with the ritual, my husband came upstairs and walked in to ask me if I wanted to get a new mirror (he had no idea what I was doing). So, we went out to shopping (apparently, he wanted new clothes too).
It was a nice way to end the day’s spiritual events. I was a bit stressed about it, but I think next time I’ll be better prepared!