I woke up this morning with the Wheel of the Year in my head. I could clearly see it in my sleep-addled brain, but it faded as I tried to focus on it while I was waking up. Obviously, this is a sign that I’ve put it all off for long enough. It’s time to follow the advice that Dver set for me, “I struggled for ages trying to force Hellenic religion into a general Wheel of the Year model, especially when I was celebrating with a mixed group. Sometimes it worked fine, other times not so much. I think the FIRST thing to do is figure out if the Wheel of the Year model works for your bioregion. It is based on Northern Europe and will not make sense for many areas in the US. Being about agricultural patterns and weather, it needs to be modified so that it conforms to the actual climate you’re living in. THEN you can examine each stage, the meanings behind it, and identify (if possible) what Kemetic gods and concepts go along with that. Or just create your own festivals similarly reflecting the progression of the year.”
This dream was also brought about by thoughts about the calendar that I’ve been having prior to falling asleep. Last night, I was beginning to settle down to the idea of creating my festival calendar. It’s difficult, in the extreme, but with Kiya’s notes (willingly given: thanks much) as a jumping off point, I’ve begun to see the folly that once held me back. I had been so absorbed with the need to mathematically figure out the specific dates that I began to despair. Math is not my strong suit and I’ve long since realized that. The thing is that I was holding myself back on purpose, with whatever excuses I could come up with. Since Kiya has helped me with her own little calendar system and since Dver pointed out, in numerous posts and so many help-filled comments, I need to stop basing things off of what I think they should be but work on them as I feel that they should be. And so thus, with calendar systems in my head prior to sleep and the Wheel of the Year in my head after waking up, I realized that it’s time to kick my ass into gear.
I can’t hide anymore.