I told myself I would do two rituals this week, even if they were ‘little’ ones.
Today’s did not go so well.
I was following Melissa Burchfield’s Adopting the Core Order of Ritual for Solitary Use guide, combined in part with the Solitary Self Blessing Rite from the DP guide. I think the combined ritual itself would be okay if I hadn’t mucked it up so badly. After a nice, calming purification, which my meditation practice helped me to achieve almost easily, the statement of purpose went something like this:
“I seek the blessing of the Ancestors, of the Landspirits, and of the Shining Gods and Goddesses. I seek to be cleansed of ill, and filled with the fire and water of the ancient blessing, that I may grow in health and wealth and wisdom, in wisdom and love and power, in service to the spirits and to the folk and to my own being. …Gods and Dead and Might Spirits, Powers of — oh, crap, the Earth Mother! I’m sorry! Damn it!”
And then I started over. But I was so flustered from messing up the first time that I spilled the offerings and never particularly felt connected to the Kindreds. If they were present at my altar, well, I’m sure it was just to watch the show. They probably had popcorn.
The DP guide has a line in the opening that I wish I’d kept:
Be with me, Oh Shining Ones, in my working; forgive any errors, and grant me, I pray, your blessing.
Maybe if I’d said that line, if I had consciously asked the Kindreds for a little guidance, it would have gone a little more smoothly. Now I know, though, and I’m not likely to forget again.