Day 2 of playing catchup. I decided my second A should be about the god Anpu. While I don't have a relationship with Him, yet (if it will ever happen), I figured I'd share some information about this wonderful god. Plus I talk to a women that has a direct interest in Him and another that had an interest in mummies. So I figured what's the harm in getting information that they might not have on Him.
Anpu, more commonly known as Anubis, is the guardian and protector of the dead. Before Asar started gaining popularity, Anpu had also been god of the underworld but then was limited to the embalming process and funeral rites. When the Ogdoad of Hermopolis and the Ennead of Heliopolis merged, Asar had more popularity and was stronger than Anpu which resulted in Asar being the king of the underworld. It was said however, for Anpu to save face that He willing stepped down when Asar died out of respect for the dead king. Some myths said that Anpu was the son of Asar and Nebet Het (who was also involved with funeral rites) so He was still associated with the Weighting of the Heart but as a guardian instead of a ruler.
Eventually, Anpu also became the patron of lost souls and funeral rites. In this aspect, He overlapped Wepwawet, who was another jackal god. After that, Anpu absorbed Wepwawet and people started seeing Them as one in the same.
Anpu had a few different sets of parents throughout the history of Egypt. The first was thought to be Ra and Hesat. Then later, some myths would say that Asar and Nebet Het, Set and Nebet Het, and even Asar and Aset. Some even said that Anpu was Bast's son because of her association with the perfumed used in the mummification process.
In the Seventeenth Nome of Upper Egypt, there was mention of a wife named Anput. She and Anpu were said to be the parents of Kebechet, goddess of purification.
Source: Kemet.org
Ancient Egypt Online
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Monday, January 30, 2012
A is for Altar
So one of the women I talk to online shared a link to this blog project, called Pagan Blog Project 2012. Reading it over I figured why not. It'll give me ideas for blogs to post and make me a bit more active, seeing as I haven't posted anything in 2 months. Normally these are supposed to be posted on Friday, but I figured why not play catch up? I mean this is week 5. So why not use today through Thursday to post the blogs I would have posted if I had signed up for this when it started? Plus I'd feel a bit weird just jumping in at C or starting at A and not being able to finish the alphabet without it leaking into 2013.
So I'll begin with my altar. Not a very exciting one. I'll try to have a better one for you tomorrow. I had some personal things go down between me picking the topic and me ending up changing it. I was going to do a blog on the afterlife, how the ancients viewed it and how I personally view it. But that'll be a blog for another day.
Since I'm having issues with getting pictures off of my iPod and onto my computer and I have no pictures of my altar since I moved it, you'll have to use your imagination as I describe it to you. So to start off my altar is set up on my book case. I thought it was a bit fitting since Djehuty is one of the gods I have a relationship with. Nebet Het didn't seem to mind either. I think She was actually kind of glad that I was able to make some space to move my altar so it wasn't so cramped.
Starting from the back I have the glass bottle that I use to offer drinks sitting in the middle. Then on my right is my Djehuty statue. When the flash drive I dedicated and offered to Djehuty isn't in my computer or I'm taking it to school it sits on the base of the statue at His feet. On my left of the bottle is the decorative candle holder that I offered to Nebet Het to represent Her. Its purple wax cylinder with a bit of flower patterns around it. Its hollow inside with metal along the base so a person could set a tea light candle inside without it melting the outside of it. Since I can't burn candles in the house, my mom doesn't trust me with them for some reason, I use battery candles. I haven't gotten any complaints yet so I'm taking that as a good sign that They don't mind me using them. In the back corners I placed pine cones that I picked up one day when my mom, sister, and I were out for a walk. I feel it kind of connects it to where I live.
All the way to my left in the front is a set of gold silverware to use when I finally get my hands on a dish that's suitable for food offerings. Next to the silverware, in front of Nebet Het's candle, are the gold bracelets that I offered to Her. Well more like I found them when I was going through some of my stuff and She told me She wanted them. Usually what's next to the bracelets is my Egyptian mythology book, but right now its with me since I was going to read a bit. Then on top the book, would be my gold ankh and the silver ibis necklace I offered to Djehuty. Next to the book rests a black beaded necklace that has a black and silver heart. I wear that necklace when I'm going somewhere that isn't school. When I go to school, I wear the ibis necklace. Next to that necklace is a pen and pencil that I offered to Djehuty and haven't needed for school yet. The ones I offered and are using stay with my school stuff.
And that's all that I have on my altar so far. Hopefully tomorrow I'll have a more exciting blog for you guys.
Senebty
So I'll begin with my altar. Not a very exciting one. I'll try to have a better one for you tomorrow. I had some personal things go down between me picking the topic and me ending up changing it. I was going to do a blog on the afterlife, how the ancients viewed it and how I personally view it. But that'll be a blog for another day.
Since I'm having issues with getting pictures off of my iPod and onto my computer and I have no pictures of my altar since I moved it, you'll have to use your imagination as I describe it to you. So to start off my altar is set up on my book case. I thought it was a bit fitting since Djehuty is one of the gods I have a relationship with. Nebet Het didn't seem to mind either. I think She was actually kind of glad that I was able to make some space to move my altar so it wasn't so cramped.
Starting from the back I have the glass bottle that I use to offer drinks sitting in the middle. Then on my right is my Djehuty statue. When the flash drive I dedicated and offered to Djehuty isn't in my computer or I'm taking it to school it sits on the base of the statue at His feet. On my left of the bottle is the decorative candle holder that I offered to Nebet Het to represent Her. Its purple wax cylinder with a bit of flower patterns around it. Its hollow inside with metal along the base so a person could set a tea light candle inside without it melting the outside of it. Since I can't burn candles in the house, my mom doesn't trust me with them for some reason, I use battery candles. I haven't gotten any complaints yet so I'm taking that as a good sign that They don't mind me using them. In the back corners I placed pine cones that I picked up one day when my mom, sister, and I were out for a walk. I feel it kind of connects it to where I live.
All the way to my left in the front is a set of gold silverware to use when I finally get my hands on a dish that's suitable for food offerings. Next to the silverware, in front of Nebet Het's candle, are the gold bracelets that I offered to Her. Well more like I found them when I was going through some of my stuff and She told me She wanted them. Usually what's next to the bracelets is my Egyptian mythology book, but right now its with me since I was going to read a bit. Then on top the book, would be my gold ankh and the silver ibis necklace I offered to Djehuty. Next to the book rests a black beaded necklace that has a black and silver heart. I wear that necklace when I'm going somewhere that isn't school. When I go to school, I wear the ibis necklace. Next to that necklace is a pen and pencil that I offered to Djehuty and haven't needed for school yet. The ones I offered and are using stay with my school stuff.
And that's all that I have on my altar so far. Hopefully tomorrow I'll have a more exciting blog for you guys.
Senebty
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Just a Little TIP
So a group I talk to online came up with starting The Informed Pagan Project(TIP). The focus of TIP is to try to battle the misinformation on Paganism. There are great minds behind the Project and I will try to help them when I can but still being a new Pagan myself, yes I've been studying but I don't know as much as them, they would be able to answer the questions better than I would.
The Informed Pagan
I hope that TIP will be able to make a difference in peoples' lives. And even if you think that you already know past the beginner's stuff of Paganism, I ask that you still check it out and/or spread the word. You may be able to help us out or teach us something we don't know yet.
The Informed Pagan
I hope that TIP will be able to make a difference in peoples' lives. And even if you think that you already know past the beginner's stuff of Paganism, I ask that you still check it out and/or spread the word. You may be able to help us out or teach us something we don't know yet.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Been Bad
So I've been feeling kinda bad. Not because of what's been going on in my life exactly but because of what I haven't been doing.
On the 1st I found out about NaNoWriMo. I was really excited. I could finally do something that I knew would please Djehuty. I finally had something to push me toward my goal of writing, and actually completing, a story. But I haven't felt like writing. I've hit the 3300 word mark but just can't pick it up again. Though, even though I will probably not get it done for NaNoWriMo I will still work on it for Him.
Note: For some reason this didn't get posted the other day like it was supposed to.
On the 1st I found out about NaNoWriMo. I was really excited. I could finally do something that I knew would please Djehuty. I finally had something to push me toward my goal of writing, and actually completing, a story. But I haven't felt like writing. I've hit the 3300 word mark but just can't pick it up again. Though, even though I will probably not get it done for NaNoWriMo I will still work on it for Him.
Note: For some reason this didn't get posted the other day like it was supposed to.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Ageism. Really?
Ok maybe this doesn't really have anything to do with ageism but I feel like it does.
So I have a friend that's getting into witchcraft. We planned that today we were going to go shopping so she could get some items for a protection spell. So we were going to go see the one person I knew offline that I trusted enough with this kind of stuff and had her own little shop. We get to the flea market only to find that her stuff was gone but this healing space opened across from where we had been headed. So we stop there to look around and we started talking to the women running it. She said that they had Tarot and Oracle readings every other weekend and that she didn't have everything set up since she was in the process of moving.
I forget what all we talked about exactly but I do remember that she said that she's been to almost every country but the only one she hasn't been to yet is Russia. And how she's studied different religions and whatnot. Then she saw that I picked up one of the books on angels and was glancing it over. She said that she was reading this one and really enjoyed it but didn't agree with everything the author said because the author only talks about how there's only light in the world. That should have been my first clue on who it was. But the lady pulled out the book and I thought it looked interestering by the cover until I saw that the book was by Silver Ravenwolf. I started to say how Silver Ravenwolf was a terrible author only to get shut down and the women running the little shop going on about how the building we were in was haunted, and how the women that we had gone there to see had something that she pissed off following her around, and how she's been able to see things when she lived out of the country but now that she's back she can't see anything anymore and blah blah blah. She mentioned the Wiccan Rede and saying how Wiccans follow the "harm none" because they know what they send out comes back at them. She saw me give her a look of disbelief and then started to say how the Wiccan Rede isn't really Wiccan and how Wicca isn't that old and before I could even say the words Gerald Gardner, she shut me down again and said that Wicca and Paganism is really old. Older than Christianity and that she knows this because she's studied religion.
At this point, I wanted to scream and start making a fuss. Its like what? Just because I'm 20 I don't know jack shit? I've been studying religion too.
But we ended up staying more because my friend still had questions about how to protect herself from the negative that's out there. I'm starting to forget what order all this happened in but I know I also got shut down when we were talking about the witch trials and where blue eyes came from. Yes. We even had a little arguement(if you can even call it that or anything I openly disagreed with her on) on where blue eyes came from. I remember her comment quiet clearly when she shut me down when we were talking about blue eyes. Her comment was "So is that what the governement's telling you now?" I was standing there like seriously? You're going to "fight" me on something like this? And say that I only believe it because that's what the government is saying? If anything I should be coming back at you with a similar question because everything you've basically been spewing has been from books published from Llewellyn. Are you going to believe everything Llewellyn publishes even though what you've told me has all been debunked? I remember she was telling us about this one coven she visited overseas and she was saying how it was Wiccan but they wouldn't call themselves that even though they were. And in my mind I was thinking yeah they're not calling themselves Wiccan because they're not!
But anyway. So after that was all said and done we were sent over to this one shop like a mile away, that I never knew exsisted even though I used to live down the street from the place, to pick up some crystals and herbs that my friend "had to have" for protection. I was thinking maybe this won't be so bad. Maybe this place can actually help. The women in the shop took my friend around helping her while I got distracted by the small bookcase that had some Egyptian stuff on it. I was thinking yay I can finally get some Egyptian stuff for my altar. On the shelves was a statue of Djehuty, a couple anhk(I only bought one), and an ibis necklace. There was other stuff too, like a couple Bast statues, scarab beads, and other stuff. But I walked around the rest of the shop hold the statue against me. I was happy. I thought nothing else was going to bring me down now. Then came time to pay. My friend paid for her stuff first since she was still talking to the woman. I had set myself on the counter. My friend had her bag in her hand and I had to push my stuff forward before the woman even noticed I was going to buy something. Its like really? I've been carrying this around since I practically walked in. But that didn't bother me much. What ended up bothering me was when she picked it up and said "Oh so is this Thoth?" and out of my mouth came "Well His Egyptian name was really Djehuty." And she gave me this look like "Yeah right." Then before she turned to look for the box she started telling us about how she used to make fun on Djehuty's head, being ibis-headed and all, and how her "Shamanic Drumming" group had been doing Egyptian guided meditations and how she ended up meeting Him and how He (putting this in my words) told her off for making fun of Him. And she said how He's the one writing our story down in the Akashic Records and that its not about Him its about us. So I was thinking because we were talking about Djehuty and sharing our experience with Him I'd tell her about when I first met Him. And before I could even finish she was giving me looks of "typical teenager" and stopping me and basically telling me how I was wrong because Djehuty's actually "like this." I was thinking "says the one who attends a group that most likely isn't shamanic at all but just claims the title because they think its cool."
I swear people don't have any common sense anymore. Or they just feel so entitled to everything that common sense doesn't matter anymore. That it all has to deal with being special. And people wonder why I have no faith in the human race anymore. Or ever had any to begin with.
What a great way to start of my blog of Pagan-ness right?
So I have a friend that's getting into witchcraft. We planned that today we were going to go shopping so she could get some items for a protection spell. So we were going to go see the one person I knew offline that I trusted enough with this kind of stuff and had her own little shop. We get to the flea market only to find that her stuff was gone but this healing space opened across from where we had been headed. So we stop there to look around and we started talking to the women running it. She said that they had Tarot and Oracle readings every other weekend and that she didn't have everything set up since she was in the process of moving.
I forget what all we talked about exactly but I do remember that she said that she's been to almost every country but the only one she hasn't been to yet is Russia. And how she's studied different religions and whatnot. Then she saw that I picked up one of the books on angels and was glancing it over. She said that she was reading this one and really enjoyed it but didn't agree with everything the author said because the author only talks about how there's only light in the world. That should have been my first clue on who it was. But the lady pulled out the book and I thought it looked interestering by the cover until I saw that the book was by Silver Ravenwolf. I started to say how Silver Ravenwolf was a terrible author only to get shut down and the women running the little shop going on about how the building we were in was haunted, and how the women that we had gone there to see had something that she pissed off following her around, and how she's been able to see things when she lived out of the country but now that she's back she can't see anything anymore and blah blah blah. She mentioned the Wiccan Rede and saying how Wiccans follow the "harm none" because they know what they send out comes back at them. She saw me give her a look of disbelief and then started to say how the Wiccan Rede isn't really Wiccan and how Wicca isn't that old and before I could even say the words Gerald Gardner, she shut me down again and said that Wicca and Paganism is really old. Older than Christianity and that she knows this because she's studied religion.
At this point, I wanted to scream and start making a fuss. Its like what? Just because I'm 20 I don't know jack shit? I've been studying religion too.
But we ended up staying more because my friend still had questions about how to protect herself from the negative that's out there. I'm starting to forget what order all this happened in but I know I also got shut down when we were talking about the witch trials and where blue eyes came from. Yes. We even had a little arguement(if you can even call it that or anything I openly disagreed with her on) on where blue eyes came from. I remember her comment quiet clearly when she shut me down when we were talking about blue eyes. Her comment was "So is that what the governement's telling you now?" I was standing there like seriously? You're going to "fight" me on something like this? And say that I only believe it because that's what the government is saying? If anything I should be coming back at you with a similar question because everything you've basically been spewing has been from books published from Llewellyn. Are you going to believe everything Llewellyn publishes even though what you've told me has all been debunked? I remember she was telling us about this one coven she visited overseas and she was saying how it was Wiccan but they wouldn't call themselves that even though they were. And in my mind I was thinking yeah they're not calling themselves Wiccan because they're not!
But anyway. So after that was all said and done we were sent over to this one shop like a mile away, that I never knew exsisted even though I used to live down the street from the place, to pick up some crystals and herbs that my friend "had to have" for protection. I was thinking maybe this won't be so bad. Maybe this place can actually help. The women in the shop took my friend around helping her while I got distracted by the small bookcase that had some Egyptian stuff on it. I was thinking yay I can finally get some Egyptian stuff for my altar. On the shelves was a statue of Djehuty, a couple anhk(I only bought one), and an ibis necklace. There was other stuff too, like a couple Bast statues, scarab beads, and other stuff. But I walked around the rest of the shop hold the statue against me. I was happy. I thought nothing else was going to bring me down now. Then came time to pay. My friend paid for her stuff first since she was still talking to the woman. I had set myself on the counter. My friend had her bag in her hand and I had to push my stuff forward before the woman even noticed I was going to buy something. Its like really? I've been carrying this around since I practically walked in. But that didn't bother me much. What ended up bothering me was when she picked it up and said "Oh so is this Thoth?" and out of my mouth came "Well His Egyptian name was really Djehuty." And she gave me this look like "Yeah right." Then before she turned to look for the box she started telling us about how she used to make fun on Djehuty's head, being ibis-headed and all, and how her "Shamanic Drumming" group had been doing Egyptian guided meditations and how she ended up meeting Him and how He (putting this in my words) told her off for making fun of Him. And she said how He's the one writing our story down in the Akashic Records and that its not about Him its about us. So I was thinking because we were talking about Djehuty and sharing our experience with Him I'd tell her about when I first met Him. And before I could even finish she was giving me looks of "typical teenager" and stopping me and basically telling me how I was wrong because Djehuty's actually "like this." I was thinking "says the one who attends a group that most likely isn't shamanic at all but just claims the title because they think its cool."
I swear people don't have any common sense anymore. Or they just feel so entitled to everything that common sense doesn't matter anymore. That it all has to deal with being special. And people wonder why I have no faith in the human race anymore. Or ever had any to begin with.
What a great way to start of my blog of Pagan-ness right?
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