Father's Day

There's a funny story behind my spiritual father. When I first began my walk down this path, I asked about my spiritual mother and found Rhiannon. After a few months, I decided I wanted to know about my spiritual father. I went researching/shopping for my spiritual father, and I found Coyote.

I asked Sephrena to confirm that Coyote was my spiritual father, and she said that he wasn't. She said that Ellegua (who's similar to Coyote) was my spiritual uncle, and that she'd found out who my spiritual father was, but she couldn't tell me. I was going to have to figure it out on my own. She said that he'd made a terrible mistake, and he was paying for it. He had a bad reputation, and he was not a cuddly daddy figure.

I was furious. I ranted to Ash at some length about the unfairness of Sephrena not telling me who my spiritual father was, then I noticed how quiet Ash was during the ranting. Almost guiltily quiet. I realized that Ash knew too. Turned out that most of the people in our pagan circle knew who my spiritual father was before me. Riteous Anger were my middle names. The universe was conspiring to make me miserable by letting everyone except me find out the identity of my spiritual father.

I flipped about two hundred tarot cards in one month, and I didn't get anything that made any sense to me. I spent hours googling the phrases "terrible mistake" and "dark god". Of course I got nothing. I became increasingly frustrated. When I hit my breaking point, I told the universe: Screw you. If my spiritual father doesn't want me to know who he is, then I don't want him.

Since I'd been liberated from my quest to find the identify of one specific god, I decided to research all of them. I needed to study the pantheons and get a broader knowledge of all the gods. (If I happened to find my spiritual father in the meantime, then that was just fine.) I started with the Greeks. I pulled up the Greek creation myth, and I found Cronus.

When I read Cronus' name, I knew that I'd just found my spiritual father. I confirmed it with a message to Ash. It took me a while to get over the anger and frustration of the months long search, but I came to peace with Cronus. Once I'd come to peace with him, I started to forgive some human fathers also.

Over the last year and a half I've learned some things about Cronus. He's a throat chakra man, and his colors are light blue, white, and black. I heard that he was present at the creation of the world, and it was sung into being, hence his connection to the throat chakra. The Greeks were not nice to him in their stories, but the Romans loved him as Saturn. Cronus likes amazonite, foxes (smart & tricky like him), honey mesquite trees (an early colonizer) vodka, a good stout ale, blueberry pies, and the musical group Kronos Quartet. His number is 2.

Cronus is the bad guy in Rick Riordan's Percy Jackson series, for which I haven't entirely forgiven the author.

Cronus is my spiritual father, and I love him.

Inked, Part II

The healing took a little longer this time around. The tiny little lines that outline the leaves stayed red for a good week. This Elm is extremely pleased with how her tree progresses though, and this Elm was promised green for leaves during the July 2nd appointment.

Year of the Chariot

I've added numerology to my list of interesting things. It complements astrology and the tarot very well. The source for all of my numerology learning so far is Angeles Arrien's The Tarot Handbook, which I've been drooling over for a couple of years. Mom gave it to me for my birthday.

My birth numerology number is 9, which corresponds to the Hermit card. Thus the Hermit is my life-time symbol. Those with the Hermit as their life-time symbol appreciate order, harmony, a feeling of space, and they tend to have problems with claustrophobia. All of the above rings true for this Elm.

On my birthday this year, I entered a year of the Chariot. A Chariot year is a great time to travel, move, get a promotion, remodel, or redecorate. Apparently I jumpstarted my Chariot year a couple of months early with all of my home renovations. I think that I'd already had enough of the swampy Lovers year that preceded it and decided to move on with my life.