Gnosis Diary: Life as a Heathen
My personal experiences, including religious and spiritual experiences, community interaction, general heathenry, and modern life on my heathen path, which is Asatru.
Apple Cake and a Pretty Rock
A few days after our Ostara ritual, I finally looked for my stevia-sweetened apple cake to have for breakfast. It was nowhere to be found. I looked in the fridge, multiple times. In the freezer. In the pantry. More puzzling, the pan it was baked it was also missing. Had I eaten it and didn't remember? I looked to see if the pan was put away where my glass pans go. And where they don't go.
I posted about it, messaged people. Looked again. No square glass pan full of my first try at a sugarless version of mom's apple cake, which had turned out quite well. I pouted, and looked again. Checked my messages. My brother suggested making a sacrifice to the faeries.
Suddenly I realized, when I had taken the garnet ore rock from the faerie garden for the snake gravestone, I had asked the faeries' permission first, but I had not asked their permission to include the faery garden in the easter-egg hunt. During the Ostara festivities there had been a colored egg placed in the faery garden, which a 3 year old had found and collected. Maybe I should give the faeries something.
I had some pretty rocks on my desk. One in particular glittered with the sheen of a slim layer of what was probably quartz crystal. It was not huge but not too small to put in the fairy garden. I went out and placed it. It seemed to help. I noticed a garden task that needed to be done around the faery garden and got it done, and then went back inside.
I had a message: a friend had my pan, had cleaned it, and was bringing it right over.
Coincidence? :) Or maybe it was faeries.
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