#sacred holiday

[bitspices]

It is the morning of the Ides of March, you are getting ready for a day in the senate. Someone knocks at your door. You are Caesar.

[ghost-proofbaby]

thinking about getting hot chocolate and going to look at christmas lights with eddie.

it all would definitely start because you guys have run out of the hot cocoa supplies at home, and eddie will find any excuse to go and get some from your favorite local coffee shop. it just tastes better from there, he always claims (and he says the same thing about you making it for him at home). thinking about the way you both end up with whipped cream mustaches, sweetened upper lips with tongues covered in chocolate as you get back in his van, all bundled up and clinging to your warm cups for a sliver of reprieve from the cold december outside. you’d assume you’re just going to return home, until eddie starts to take a detour in the drive and oh no how did we end up in this fancy neighborhood where everyone has extravagant decorations? oh well!

he knew exactly what he was doing, though. he just wanted to watch you watch the lights. the way your eyes get all wild, the way your grin is so youthful and just brimming with whimsical excitement. the way you get so extraordinarily excited over something that should be mundane after living through 20+ christmases. all these houses do this every year — the two of you make the same detour every single year. it shouldn’t all be so new to you; and yet you always react like it is, drinking it in like it’s the first time you’ve tasted milk chocolate frothing with melted whipped cream and it’s the first time you’ve ever seen shining lights that resemble icicles dripping from rooftops. and the entire time, he’s looking at you like it’s the first time. the first time he’s laid eyes on you, the first time he’s wanted to kiss your lips so badly his own start to ache, the first time he’s ever seen the color green reflected in someone’s iris just right.

every time he takes you, it’s like he’s getting to fall in love with you all over again. he loves it — he loves you.

the only difference as the years go by is the way you look at him, each year with more fondness he didn’t think was possible. for every excited gasp you let out at reindeers made of crystal lights and blow up santas swaying in the unforgiving wind, you’re looking at him with double the warmth, double the love, double the awe.

he hits nearly every mailbox. several cars are nearly victim to a terrible scraping from his van. he swerves all over neighborhood roads just to keep his eyes on you.

“why are you looking at me like that, munson?”

it feels like the first time you’ve ever said his name, too.

“just enjoying the sights,” he’d whisper, smiling so gently and subtly, taking his foot off the gas and letting the van crawl a lil bit slower so you can gaze at the next house a lil longer.

and when you twist up your face, his heart clenches in time with the twitch of your nose.

“the sights? you’re not even looking out your window at the lights-“

and unlike the first time he took you around to see the lights, to begin this new sacred tradition, he kisses you. leans right over his center console, takes your face in his heated palms, and presses his lips to yours till he can’t tell if the caramel drizzle he’s tasting is from your hot cocoa or his. let’s the icy tip of your nose smash against his. let’s your scarf unravel from around your neck as he brings you in closer.

you might always love the christmas likes like they’re something brand new, a sight to behold, a magic to be held, but he’ll always love you like that. and then some.

[sag-dab-sar]

🌹 Theogamia Shrine 🌹

February 14th, 2024 (modern date I chose)

Happy Theogamia 💐

Today I'm celebrating the sacred marriage, hieros gamos, of King Zeus & Queen Hera. May their anniversary bring blessings to all of us.

Invoked as: Zeus Teleios & Zeus Herkeios and Hera Teleia & Hera Oikos.

The libation was water. The offering in the center is a bouquet of heart and flower shaped gummies my mother gave me. I didn't have the energy to offer the incense, but even just the stick smells nice.

[blackbackedjackal]

Ngl tomorrow I wanna get fucking blazed out of my mind and watch Snoop Dogg's Plizzanet Earth.

[tetsunabouquet]

ITS OFFICIAL! ITS PAST MIDNIGHT! I AM 26!

[weirddogsightings]

everyone blames berdly for every single thing that's wrong with berdly and noelle's frienship as if half of their problems wouldn't be solved if noelle was able to communicate

[eccentricstylist]

Winter Daylight Mandala

[zebratoys]

וְהִגַּדְתָּ לְבִנְךָ  (שמות יג, ח)

[wuntrum]

happy falloutboyjohnwickyellowjackets day to those who celebrate

[meatballerino]

I treat my tumblr mutuals so well huh ❤️

[pr1nce-jubiii]

thr gift giving duo!

[lazarish]

Summer: Is it too watery? We can always add more-

Altair: Stop panicking about this.

Summer: Harvestfest dinner is very important.

Altair: Right, it’s the food you’re worried about.

[tarotfiend]

And on the 103 day god created Neil, to bang out the tunes

[whenwewereyoung97]

I thought it would be a good idea to map out all of the books I have preordered.

Spoiler alert: it was not a good idea. This is torture.

I will be checking this every day.

[sag-dab-sar]

Candlemas Marian Altar

(Candlemas Marian Sacred Space?)

Info post I wrote about Candlemas!

I used my much prettier Bible which is KJV and have it open to the First Sorrow— The Prophecy of Simeon:

"Then Simeon blessed them and said to Mary, his mother: “This child is destined to cause the falling and rising of many in Israel, and to be a sign that will be spoken against, so that the thoughts of many hearts will be revealed. And a sword will pierce your own soul too.” Luke 2:34-35 KJV

I also placed my Seven Sorrows rosary here. The white candle I planned to put a picture of Mater Dolorosa, to remind me of the 7 day Saint candles I used in Latine Catholicism of my childhood. I have sticker printer paper to do that. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to do that nor print artwork to frame it because my printer is entirely broke.

Still it being Candlemas I thought it important to place the intended candle in this space. I obviously can't get any candles purified and blessed at a Church. But it is purified in my heart by its designation solely to Mary and it will never be used in any of my other traditions.

This is literally the ONLY space in my ENTIRE room where I could place these items, every other surface is covered and has been since I moved everything for the potential flood and never moved them back. The blur is because there are other items in the space because its so small. What I couldn't blur is a homemade cloth doll my Yaiyai made for me.

*In Christianity a "home altar" is set up as a place & reminder to pray. Thus "altar" "marian altar" "shrine" "kamidana" have different meanings in my religious practice.

[misspjsuperior]

Mōdraniht / Modranicht / Mother’s Night is tonight, the night before solstice, the longest night of the year kicking off Yule in various widespread Germanic influenced traditions. What little that is known about this obscured holy-day celebration in writing was recorded in the 8th century by early medieval English historian Bede in De Temporum Ratione documenting Anglo Saxon pagan vestiges under the expanding Roman Catholic empire. The contents of this text indicate that the Northern Europeans of the time who kept these indigenous practices going were likely not jumping at any opportunities to indulge the privileged literate in the details of such celebrations with rightful suspicions toward the Romanized ruling class. Although Bede recorded his observations in Brittania, modern scholars most popularly theorize the mothers of Mother’s Night itself could most commonly have been the feminine Norse spirits of the Disir or the Norns based on artifacts evidencing a triplicate emphasis on Modranicht. I am sharing my portrait of a decidedly British goddess, specifically of the Isle of Éire, Brighid whose name itself is revealed through anthropologist study as more of a title than formal name which denotes a triplicate aspect. She is associated most notedly with Spring however she also embodies general seasonal change as well making her appropriate to invoke on all sabbats of the year. The longest night of solstice and the return of the light on Christmas Day are part of the greater year, part of not just their own season of winter (as experienced in the northern hemisphere) but also part of the spring to come.