Hope Rides Alone

 So, I just made an offering to the gods. It was kinda a sucky offering, a little milk and honey that I microwaved for a while and poured at the base of a tree after saying some words, but apparently it's the thought that counts.

I did that because today there was a HUGE thunderstorm, and I have to fetch carts from the parking lot as part of my job and I hate getting them in the rain, so during my hour of cart-fetching the sky was getting dark and thunder was rumbling and I started muttering "no ... no ... oh please no" and thinking about Thor and Zeus specifically. The storm held off until my hour was over, so I promised to make an offering of some kind when I got home in thanks to whoever/whatever had held off the storm in answer to my 'prayers.' About ten minutes after I'd been back inside the store, the sky opened up and it POURED. Thunderstorms are AWESOME. We could hear the rumbling from inside the store! 

So I got home and googled for a while and settled on milk and honey because I didn't have any mead or honeycakes. (Note to self: obtain mead for pagan offerings.) I considered burning toast (the Greek Gods liked burnt offerings) but then I'd have had to bury it and that wouldn't have worked out so hot.

Today was a strange day: I was very sore from soccer yesterday and work today, kinda out of it, and then I found religion. Sort of. I'm not really committed to one religion or another, or even one god or goddess or another. I just call on 'whoever/whatever is listening right now' in times of crisis. I don't think I even have the commitment to make a shrine, that'd be too specific and I'm too random with my beliefs. 

This summer I’ve been reading Infidel, by Ayaan Hirsi Ali, which is not just a book I believe everyone should read, but BUY, and read again and again. This book will make your head hurt from all the thinking and analyzing and sheer VOLUME of stuff going on. I’m confident in saying that this book has seriously affected the way I think, if not changed my life.

 

Which brings me to my ‘What aunt_zelda Thinks’ of the day. See, as I was reading about Ayaan realizing she’s an Atheist, it got me to thinking about how I feel about religion. And before you crack about the ‘three things you’re not supposed to talk about’ (re: politics, sex, and religion) part of the reason I decided to post this ‘WAZT’ is because I realized that while I’ve talked about gay rights and Prop H8 here (politics), and I largely write about sex (re: ninety four fanfics), I have yet to really talk about religion.

 

 

( Read more if you're not easily offended when it comes to religion. )

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So ... there you guys go. I have SO MUCH STUFF to do today (and yesterday, and tomorrow, and ... all week, really) that those fics may be a bit longer in coming that I originally intended. Sorry! *flees*