As for me and my house, I have chosen a paycheck. Sort of... Now, I have family members that have chosen a PAYCHECK - in big capital letters to denote the massive size of said paycheck - over a passion. They hate their jobs, are hardly ever home, and wish to high heaven that they could escape into an alternate world where they'd chosen to be a musician or nutritionist or something else they'd rather do. Then they see the number of zeros on their check and get a bit happier. Well, at least they can buy a brand new car and fancy gadgets, which is like being happy....but with more apps.
I've chosen a paycheck, lower case. I don't have a massive number of zeros, because I've not completely sold out the last remaining vestige of my personal life: my time. My time to write this blog - yes, the few minutes I take a day to comment on news or to share my thoughts on spirituality. My time to podcast a couple of times a month. My time to read a book and go to a book club. I chose a paycheck that gives me some extra breathing room from time to time, and requires less neurons to obtain than there are nuggets in a Happy Meal.
I have no loyalty when it comes to my job. Seriously, it's just a job to me. I accidentally landed in this retail career path after my passion was pulled out from under me, and I'm making the best of it. Making it work for me.
That's where the altar comes in...
About a week ago, I was recruited for a possible great new job. There are a few hurdles I'd have to get over to get it, but I'm really hoping it comes through. Thus, I have employed magic. Or, well, an entreating of the gods to work on my behalf. Either way, I got witchy about the situation - with a little help from my friends.
Here's my job altar.
Many of my witchy friends have given me items over the years that I ended up using for this altar. Special thanks go to Velma Nightshade, Mrs. Oddly, and Cory of New World Witchery. I've been anointing the candle and business card once a day for a few days now, and letting the candle burn for 13 minutes. It's a bad Cunningham-learned habit I can't break. But, I set my timer on my phone for 13 minutes, and voila! Instant daily job ritual.
Any tips or tricks would be appreciated!
In just for fun news: On Twitter today, a few Rioters and I started discussing Modern Gods. Sort of like the book American Gods by Neil Gaiman. What are some of your favorite Modern Gods, beings we worship today that are unique to our modern lives? (Remember, this is all just for fun. No real deities were created in the making of this meme. Or, Meme...)
Some of my favorites so far:
- Caffeina - Goddess of caffeine, who rules over the triple threat of Soda, Coffee, and Tea. Her son, Joe, is a requirement and much-beloved member of many people's households.
- Meme - Androgynous deity of all the junk found on the internet. Meme's sister LOL rules over mindless acronyms and internet speak.
- Cumulus and Hoardus - Twin deities of accumulation. Cumulus is the good one, gathering wonderful books, movies, and protector of your DVR. Hoardus is the bad one, facilitating the gross accumulation of stuff for accumulation's sake.
- Zonk - hypnotic god of making time disappear and of dulling one's senses while becoming engrossed in tech (TV, games, internet).
Love and Lyte,