Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth
In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.
Sometimes a Sweet Potato is Just a Sweet Potato
The sweet potato lies in the middle of the porch roof. Looking out the window, I wonder if it's an omen.
An omen, as a warlock friend of mine once pointed out, needs to be something out of the ordinary. In order to know what's out of the ordinary, you first have to know what's ordinary.
(He was out on a first date with a Druid one night, when the guy picked up an oak leaf from the ground and said sententiously, “In my tradition”—gods, I hate it when pagans start sentences that way—“it's a favorable omen to find an oak leaf.” Then he paused, expectantly. At the time, they were standing in an oak grove. It was autumn. Needless to say, there were no more dates.)
I presume that the sweet potato in question came from the compost, and got to the roof via squirrel. That's ordinary enough around here, though I can't recall having composted any sweet potatoes lately. Still, mine isn't the only backyard midden on this alley.
A sweet potato on the roof, though: I'll grant that tentative “out of the ordinary” status. Now, of course, we arrive at the central crux of omen-reading: what the flock does it mean?
OK: it's on this roof, so clearly—if it is a sign—it's a sign for this household.
As for meaning, well: nice fat tuber, comes from underground, gold in color.
I'd say: Unexpected windfall coming soon. Gods grant the omen.
A few hours later, I remember and look out the window again. The sweet potato is gone.
Ah, well. Beltane is coming. In these waning weeks of Winter, I always try to revisit the cold-weather favorites that it will soon be too hot to enjoy. Come to think of it, there are still a few sweet potatoes left in the bin.
Ultimately, the Quest for Meaning becomes a mirror of infinity, and you just have to get on with it anyway. I go downstairs to turn on the oven.
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