I'm a shamanist. Not a devout one, but I do believe and practice a lot of the traditions. Today I went on my yearly haul of supplies for my offerings, at the same store I always go to. I love the Crystal Fox like it is my own store. I walked out with a new flame powered oil burner, three drams of oil, and a pack of incense sticks, which I later supplemented at another store with a five for one deal on single sticks.
I discovered one thing tonight: There is no conversation like one held while sitting around a candle flame heating up peppermint oil. I have never had such an amazing conversation doing really anything else. It may have been cold out tonight, but we bundled up in out sweatshirts and sat out under the sky and the courtyard lamps with some music and the incense, just talking about whatever struck us as interesting.
I find it funny that since I'm not supposed to have candles or incense in my room at college, I delegated the safe under my bed that my parents forced me to bring to lock up my laptop and other valuables as a storage place for my incenses and such. Like anyone will ever look there, right? If they see it in my room they will give me all sorts of flack for breaking the rules, therefore I just put it in my room where they won't see it and take it out of the room before I light it.
Anyway, I'll post pictures... sometime soon.
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