Bound

Someone else at Many Gods West had the name Rebecca (although it's not her use-name in pagan/polytheist circles) and works with yarn and thread. She made a connection for me I'd somehow never made on my own. Rebecca, which comes from a Hebrew name, means "bound". As in, tied with rope, string, yarn or thread. Wow. The Purple Thread, the Silver Thread. Another connection. Another tie. And another connection with Dionysos, the Liberator, the Unbinder. I shall unbind my hair and wear a fawn skin. I am bound and unbound. Hmm......

Memorable Quotes from MGW

reposted from eupheme-butterfly Here are the memorable quotes, devoid of all context, from my time with the Bakcheion ritual team at Many Gods West a few weeks ago: Alternate meanings for the acronym MGW Messy Guys Wrestling Maenads Gone Wild Mystics Get Wasted More Good Wine! The Quotes The football is a penis. It’s like musical chairs with sacred kingship! Many Fads West Putting the “scene” in “Mycenae” Supersoaker full of khernips Salmoneus’ Hot-Wheels “I think Sannion may channel Keith Richards–” “No, it’s the other way around.” …unless you have a cleverly-hidden camera in your pan-flute. #NotAllRituals If you sweated cheese, you’d have to move out into the woods and become a cheese hermit. But at least you’d have good music. Valley Alkyrie (this was a completely unintentional spoonerism that we didn’t realize had been made until a good few minutes after the fact.) I have a verse for that! “Hello, My Name Is ___________. Pedicabo ego vos et irrumabo.” It’s 4:30 in the morning. I haven’t had coffee, and there are beavers. –From Prosymnos ;) There should be a clothespin around here somewhere, I was just poking something with it. I was pleased with how the penis worked out. It rose so beautifully. If it’s a boy goat, I don’t suggest milking it. Punching all people in the face, all the time. If I’d eat a cat, I’d eat a ten-year-old. If your dead are my dead, and my dead are your dead, / the MORE we get together, the happier we’ll BE!! My fingers don’t quite fit. It’s not a Dionysian event until someone puts their hooves on the bed. I hope you don’t mind that I shoved bread in your mouth. It seemed like the right thing to do at the time. We can rebuild him. We have the thaumaturgy....

The Satyr Game

I haven’t done group ritual in years, so I haven’t had cause to remember it for some time, but this came up at the Filled With Frenzy bebakcheumenion ritual at Many Gods West this weekend. Sometimes it takes people a bit to let go and give in to the frenzy and the ecstasy, and I find this is a good way to help them. I learned this weekend that it's also a good way to redirect someone who's a little too far into it and has fixated on someone or something that's inappropriate. I generally play the game as a maenad to a satyr, but both the game and those roles work well regardless of gender. It's ever so simple. I come up to someone, hands out, and say "Dance with me!" They don't need to take my hands, just to dance. Move faster and faster, preferable whirling in circles. Then I suddenly say "Chase me!" and turn and run, laughing. I had yet to have anyone fail to chase. Some instinct takes over, the unexpectedness of it surprises them into following, and before they know it, they've let go. I generally run as far as I'm up for, then "stumble" and slow, grab hold of them as they grab hold of me, and start dancing again....

Exhaustion After Frenzy

Wow. I'm home from Many Gods West, and completely exhausted. I spent the entire weekend completely focused on the ritual, and on the preparatory and finishing rituals our group did for ourselves. The only thing I caught was the last half of Rhyd Wildermuth's talk. No workshops, no anything. That's ok, that's all I meant to do. When I'm in a social situation that's scary for me, the best possible thing is to have Something To Do. At parties, I head for the kitchen and make something. The Chocolate Party Trick (melt chocolate in a double boiler, dip things in it, pop them in the freezer to set, and then distribute) is a favorite. For MGW, it was the ritual. The ritual itself was awesome, in the old sense. Truly amazing. And on Sunday, when I got to do a bit of socializing, it made a great conversation topic. Everyone who went loved it and complimented us on it. A few notes, largely for myself: Most of my job during the ritual itself was simply to check in with people. I discovered that a really good way to do this was to walk around with a bunch of grapes, and offer to feed them individually to people, with the simple phrase "a gift from the god". I could check pupils, assess them, connect to them without necessarily touching them. It worked beautifully. I discovered on Friday night, when we meant to make offerings to the Dead, that the Litany to the Many Dead converts well to call-and-response, simply by having them repeat the "We pray to the ____ Dead" lines after me. Playing Satyr (explanatory post later this week) works really well not only to get someone into satyr headspace and into the ritual, it gets those who witness it further into it. It also works well to refocus someone deep in trance who needs to be distracted from an inappropriate direction (we had somebody try to follow the maenads on their chase, which would have been bad). Ooof. I'm going to crash again now....

Many Gods West prep

Sorry I've been absent this week, I've been working my butt off on stuff for the upcoming Many Gods West. Now it's almost here. In an hour, I go to pick up the truck I'm borrowing for the drive, bring it back here, load it up... and I'm gone. Eeee! For the first time, I'm going to be part of the ritual crew for a big ritual for a bunch of people I don't know. Plus, I'm playing stage and prop manager, trying to make sure everything's ready. So. Lots of work. In the heat, because that's back. So. Nervous. I baked my bread man last night... Mwahahaha. I should have a long report on the conference for Monday or Tuesday....

Bachkeion crowdfunding

Bakcheion, the group I'm part of to put together a Bacchic ritual for Many Gods West, is running an Indiegogo campaign to help raise money. Several of us (including me) need money to help cover travel, hotel stay and food, and of course there are materials we need to buy for the ritual itself. If you'd like to go help, that would be awesome. You'll find many cool perks, including divinations from several people, one of Sannion's books, grapevine wood amulets, consecrating oil, and some handwoven bookmarks in the colors of the Starry Bull tradition by yours truly....

Hex.Ink

Hey, look, new digs! The domain dememe.info was going away, and my wife happened to have an unused domain name that neatly bridges computing and witchcraft references, and she was kind enough to give it to me when Dememe Nonny cut the blog loose. I’m sure Dememe'd’ve let me had space on the new domain, but it was getting a little too far from the basic concept, so I went for Hex.ink. The name is just too cool not to use, really, so I guess I’m going to start referring to the blog as Hexink or Hex Ink or something. I’m going to be playing with the look of the blog, too, so be ready. Also, tags should become functional, which will be nice, won’t it? If you’ve been following the blog by RSS feed, you’ll need to subscribe all over again. The information is in the sidebar. (Or should be, and if it’s not, I’ll get it back as soon as I can.) If your client lets you edit URLs, you can just fix it that way, from ariadne.dememe.info to hex.ink. I’ve been a busy bee while the blog was down. I’m working on Bakcheion is doing for the Dionysian ritual at Many Gods West, which is very exciting. (If you’re going to Many Gods West, I do hope you’ll come!) I thought I’d done enough triangles for the first row of the rainbow blanket… …but it turns out I was still 18 short. Working on it… But I did get the corners of the ones I had tied to help define the squares I’ll be stitching them into, so that’s something. I collected a couple of packages a very kind person had sent to me, care of a friend’s house (our packages sometimes go astray). They were filled with treasure! But that’s another post… Here's a spoiler, though....

Notes 'n' bits 'n' bits 'n' bits

Sannion tells us that Fufluns was the Etruscan name for the wine god, who was presumably syncretized with Bacchus and Dionysos. What an adorable name! And so much fun to say! Fufluns Fufluns Fufluns. Many Gods West, a polytheist conference, is going to be in Olympia at the end of July/beginning of August. We think we've worked out finances so I can go. I'm thinking of submitting a proposal to present a workshop on fiber arts as prayer and meditation. Anybody have any thoughts? I've only got a few days to pull together the proposal, their deadline is the 31st. On the silly side, this blog asthetic generator gave me Storm Femme the first time I clicked it. I love it! Rain Core was another pretty good one. Starting to feel better than I have in a week or so. Getting back to normal things, like weaving and studying. I'm back to studying Ruby, and have plans for a couple of things I'd like to try to make in the future. I studied it last summer, and hit three things at once: August, illness, and recursion. That trifecta killed it for a while. So this time around, seeing as it's been months and months, I'm reviewing all the stuff I did before, and am pleasantly surprised to discover that after time to let the ideas settle, I'm writing much better code for the same exercises than I did last time. The big victory today was the Roman numerals one. First, you were supposed to write a script to convert any number from three thousand down in old-style Roman numerals, which used IIII instead of IV. Last time, I wrote a really clunky thing that got the job done, specifying what letters it should use for each decimal place. So it had a line that told it that 9 equalled VIIII, and one that told it 8 equaled VIII, and soforth. For ones, tens, hundreds, and thousands. I knew this was awful, but could not yet figure out how to write it better. This time, I figured out how to write an algorithm so that I didn't need to do that, so it had instructions for thousands, five hundreds, one hundreds, fifties, tens, fives, and ones. Then I was supposed to write one that used the newer style of Roman numerals, IV instead of IIII. And I figured out how to tell it to make an exception in the previous script to allow it. I am ridiculously proud of myself....