Today I cleaned my altars.
This is a fairly big deal, as I tend to leave everything undusted for months at a time, even my desk coffee table and so-on (if anyone is horrified, please keep it to yourself). So that I did the Dusting today is kind of big for me.
I cleaned off the altars. I haven’t done fresh candles – and won’t, til the current bunch are used up (home-made beeswax candles – I’m not wasting them by switching them out mid-way through a burn). None the less, the vase of crow feathers has been fluffed and told how pretty they are, and everyone’s had the dust cleaned off. I’ve given my ancestors a Hello, and have done a (small) boiled water offering (for the first – and, knowing me, probably last (I’m not expecting to change up that habit any time soon, so I’m not making anyone false promises) – time in ages). I’m debating doing incense. On the one hand, it’s not going to hurt and will probably do a bang-up job in helping to sweep out the last of the grumblies that have been hanging around. On the other hand, I don’t want to light up smoke for everyone (everyone has a separate altar, which means the smoke in our one-bedroom apartment can get a little heavy if I offer to everyone at once)… so I may just opt for (a) one stick in the kitchen (she could do with some attention, I think), and maybe one in the bedroom, and have the door open to the balcony to let the spring air in.
None the less. I have clean altars. And I feel rather pleased about that.
I hope my Girls like it, too. 🙂
Now to muck about with some sigil stuff, and to come up with a list of Things Not To Do when writing a novel (so that I don’t do the things that drive me nuts in other people’s work). Wish me luck! 🙂
Urban Meliad 