to mambo or not to mambo...
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thejunipertree...and I don't mean the dance, doofus. :P
Today in the car, The Engineer accidentially broke the pseudo rosary I have hanging from my rearview mirror. The cross fell to the floorboards and as he was picking it up, I made a joking comment of "Oh great, now I'll never be a Catholic! Thanks!"
Long story short, this conversation wound up with him saying something to the effect of me eventually becoming a mambo (voudoun priestess). And I told him I didn't want to be one.
Which is actually something that I had never really put all that much thought into before. The thought has crossed my mind occasionally, but I've never felt drawn towards working to pick up the asson. I know so little about the religion right now and I'm forcing myself to take little baby steps in my progression of learning because I'm still so uncertain and timid about the whole thing.
Personally, the thought of entering the djevo for five days (something which happens during initiation) terrifies me. Five days? In a hut? And I don't know what's going to happen in that time? No, thank you.
There are several mambos and houngans who recommend that one not go through initiation unless they 'can't not do it'. That one should only go through the process if the lwa are demanding it at every turn and you feel such a forcible pull that just CAN'T ignore it.
That's certainly not me. Not right now in my life, at any rate.
Furthermore, I still haven't found anybody in my general vicinity that I wish to align myself with and learn from. There's so much drama in this particular community, it rivals the goth scene for cattiness.
Although with my luck, now that I've stated all of this, the Baron will suddenly decide that I MUST do this and will needle me until I agree with it. hrmph. No fucking way, man. I am SO not ready for that kind of jump. And it's just not going to happen.
In other, semi-related news, I've had three separate dreams this past week involving Papa Legba and an ex of mine that I've been asked to pass on to him. I should write them up at some point, as I usually write up my lwa dreams in my journal, and to pass them on. Maybe later, it's time to coax the cat into eating so I can give him his insulin shot for the night.
Today in the car, The Engineer accidentially broke the pseudo rosary I have hanging from my rearview mirror. The cross fell to the floorboards and as he was picking it up, I made a joking comment of "Oh great, now I'll never be a Catholic! Thanks!"
Long story short, this conversation wound up with him saying something to the effect of me eventually becoming a mambo (voudoun priestess). And I told him I didn't want to be one.
Which is actually something that I had never really put all that much thought into before. The thought has crossed my mind occasionally, but I've never felt drawn towards working to pick up the asson. I know so little about the religion right now and I'm forcing myself to take little baby steps in my progression of learning because I'm still so uncertain and timid about the whole thing.
Personally, the thought of entering the djevo for five days (something which happens during initiation) terrifies me. Five days? In a hut? And I don't know what's going to happen in that time? No, thank you.
There are several mambos and houngans who recommend that one not go through initiation unless they 'can't not do it'. That one should only go through the process if the lwa are demanding it at every turn and you feel such a forcible pull that just CAN'T ignore it.
That's certainly not me. Not right now in my life, at any rate.
Furthermore, I still haven't found anybody in my general vicinity that I wish to align myself with and learn from. There's so much drama in this particular community, it rivals the goth scene for cattiness.
Although with my luck, now that I've stated all of this, the Baron will suddenly decide that I MUST do this and will needle me until I agree with it. hrmph. No fucking way, man. I am SO not ready for that kind of jump. And it's just not going to happen.
In other, semi-related news, I've had three separate dreams this past week involving Papa Legba and an ex of mine that I've been asked to pass on to him. I should write them up at some point, as I usually write up my lwa dreams in my journal, and to pass them on. Maybe later, it's time to coax the cat into eating so I can give him his insulin shot for the night.
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that fucker has been bugging me for like 2 weeks
Date: 2003-11-30 02:03 pm (UTC)