The Gods are not your bitches.

Blessings Darlings!

Would you walk up to a random stranger on the street and ask them to give you stuff?  Like, "Hey - you don't know me at all, and I don't know you.  But my cat is sick, and I think you should take her to the vet, get her looked at, and get whatever the vet thinks she needs.  And I also think you should give her the drugs/whatever for how ever long it's needed"

Or "I need a job.  You should make sure I get one"

No?  That's rude?

Oddly enough, lots and lots and LOTS of folks treat the God/dess/es like this. 

Their pet is sick - they call on Bast to heal the dog.  Never mind that they have NEVER interacted with Bast before.  They know so little about Bast that they think that She is "protector of all animals'.  And that Her name is Bast ...

Look, there's nothing wrong with prayers to your Gods.  But for 'your Gods' to be YOUR Gods, you need to build a relationship with them.  Not just expect them to come thru' when you need something.

And we've ALL had those type of folks in our lives, who only come around when they need something from us.  After a while, we realize that they folks are using us. We are their bitches.

The Gods don't play that at all. 

At the very least, if you need to make an, ahem, Hail Mary pass to some God or other Being for a favor, and you don't have some relationship with that being - make some damn offerings.  And promise some future offerings.  Specify the future offerings that you are willing to give.  Because the stories of Beings who ask for one or more of your children, etc, ain't just stories.  People didn't pull those stories out of their asses. 

And make those future offerings that you promised.   Surely you already knew that, but ... I feel prompted to repeat that.

Frondly, Fern

Wine Not Whine

Blessings Darlings!

I'm not sure if this is a Foodie post or a Witch post.  Please vote for which it is after you read it!

I'm being prayed for.  A pastor on Twitter has asked his 50 followers to pray for my deliverance from the seducing spirits he feels I follow.  Since his followers are undoubtedly FAR more obedient than my 1900+ followers are ... some of them might be praying.

No problem.

Being Pagan, I did a working for him last night.  I offered sacrifice to my God/dess/es, an idea suggested by my High Priest [waves at her High Priest]. It was a sacrifice for his deliverance, too.

The pastor is Southern Baptist trained, so he might not drink wine.  So my ritual included me drinking wine.  And eating dinner. See?  I told you there was some Monday Foodie stuff in here somewhere!

Fresh green salad. Warm custardy quiche, made by the Spawn.  A glass of wine, probably a full 3.5 oz.  All savored.  All ingested with intention.  All going back to the earth afterwards.

From the Gods, to the Earth, to us.  From us, to the Earth, to the Gods.  A gift for a gift.

Oh, the intention? So glad you asked!  I prayed to those Seductive Spirits, those Bountiful Blessing Gods and Goddesses that I follow, that they help him removed the bile' from up his hiney so he can savor a glass of wine or two.

So mote it be, as we are wont to say.

Frondly, Fern