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Hello, my lovely readers! You may have noticed that it has been a little while since I’ve written, and I apologize for my absence. I have been working on creating and launching Magical Musings Freelance Writing Services. There was A LOT more to starting a business than I expected! Freelance writing falls between the cracks as far as business classification (for lack of a better word), so that makes writing a business plan and obtaining funding a little tricky. (any advice is welcome! you can leave it in a comment or contact me directly). I set up a business phone, started brainstorming for branding, set up my ‘office’, but the bulk of my time has been spent on working on obtaining funding. Banks and investors tend to shy away from Freelancers because our business plans are not quite like those for a store or restaurant. (It doesn’t help that my credit is so low it’s not even funny thanks to student loans).
I have created a Go Fund Me fundraiser to obtain funds for the few things I need to get my business off the ground. Just a few dollars from you, your friend and their friend, and it’s enough magic to levitate my business! If you would like to help me out, please go to my GoFundMe page. If you can’t donate, you could still help me by sharing that link with your friends and family.
Ok, so without further ado…
So how does one come to create a personal pantheon? Establishing a personal pantheon is not as simple as picking deities out of a book. I learned this the hard way. When I became pagan I was excited at the idea of gods that could cross the Veil, that could-and did- make themselves known…and I didn’t understand that it wasn’t my choice- not fully anyway. Cerridwen was the goddess who called to me relentlessly until I finally let go of the faith of my family – I clung to it out of a sense of obligation more than anything. But anyways, excited about finally accepting that there are gods other than “the one and only,” I started going through the dozen or so books I had accumulated so far and started picking out deities I thought were interesting. No, not interesting. I’ll be honest. I picked deities I thought would make my life better. I’m not going to lie, when I began practicing witchcraft it was because my life was a mess and I was not much more than a shell of a person. I couldn’t see past my sons and my needs.
So, when I performed rituals, I rigidly called to the deities I picked out. Sometimes they came, other times I just visualized them but they weren’t present. What stands out in my mind is there was never any emotional reaction to their presence. When I first journeyed to meet Cerridwen, I wept and dropped to my knees I was so overwhelmed with emotions. It was the first time truly feeling the presence of a deity and that made me feel both sad and happy – happy right down to my soul. I felt immense gratitude and I could feel her power, her intensity. My physical body was trembling and tears streamed down my cheek. I cried the first several times I met the Morrigan – I manage to remain dry-eyed now. Even though I’ve interacted with the Morrigan hundreds of times, I still tremble slightly when I feel her near, still feel my heart flutter. My reactions were not as intense when I met the other deities in my pantheon but there were still intense emotions tied to the meetings. Emotions, or lack thereof, you feel in the presence of a deity will be a major indicator as to whether this god or goddess is meant to be in your life.
I like to think of establishing a personal pantheon as a little like painting. I take my time deciding what I want to paint. Then I either find a collection of photos online to reference or I will sketch it in my art notebook. Next is preparing the canvas. I don’t know what it is about applying gesso, sanding it down, measuring off the canvas into sections so I get the proportions right, and so on that is so relaxing! So, fulfilling.