Welcome back to part two of my discussion on Queen Cleopatra. In part one I addressed the controversy surrounding Cleopatra’s race and our attitudes toward racism. There were some uncomfortable truths put out there for your consideration, which I hope were thought-provoking. I wanted to give readers a pagan perspective, but also a peace-loving perspective and share ideas that I haven’t seen written or spoken about anywhere…
Queen Cleopatra debuted a few months ago on Netflix and I’ll admit, I’ve been avoiding it. Not because of the controversy surrounding Queen Cleopatra VII’s genetic legacy but for more personal reasons. In truth, I’ve been avoiding Cleopatra the entire time I’ve been a Kemetic pagan and it has nothing to do with race. (If you landed here from a search engine or on social media, a…
I had a strange dream about a piano in the desert last night. It’s been a while since I shared any dreams, so here’s a brief account of what I saw and heard. Someone was playing a piano, out in the open desert, under the scorching sun but I couldn’t see who it was. The music reminded me of the singer-songwriter, Tori Amos. Lost in a great…
Blessedly, I’m on afternoon shifts for prac this week, so I decided to move at a slightly slower pace in the mornings and allow myself to engage in some much-needed meditation in spiritual preparation for Wep Ronpet, the ancient Egyptian New Year. It’s a challenge to be here, there, and everywhere but it helps to remember we live in a world where anything is possible —…
This review of the Netflix documentary, Unknown: The Lost Pyramid will have to be a relatively brief one, as I am currently on practicum for my nursing degree and rising to the many challenges that it entails. But as I sit here, on a Friday evening (thank the gods it’s Friday), I’m watching Unknown: The Lost Pyramid for a second time and loving it. Unknown centres around…
Originally, there wasn’t an almost in this post. There was only a big, fat deal-breaker. Let’s just say, the almost deal-breaker in Kemetic neo-paganism really got under my skin a couple months ago, and I nearly called it quits. But I’m back now and it’s all good — I think. (I have a lot going on: two prac placement this semester, so seven weeks of placement back…
Life moves faster than I can blog! Occasionally, the pace of life affects my ability to write in the capacity of a Kemetic scribe. Some of these are stressful events, like uni, and others are happy events, like getting married! But first, let’s start with a little disclaimer: The last time I provided a personal update on Kemetic Blog, it resulted in a personal attack from an…
Like many of my posts, this one will focus on a Subjective Mystical Experience and Encounter I had, which occurred approximately one year ago. Perhaps a little more. It’s a story I’ve been sitting with and nurturing at times, then leaving it alone and letting it breathe at others. The main question I’ve been pondering sporadically for the past year has been, is she ready yet?…
It’s with great pleasure that I delve back into Paul Harrison’s book, Profane Egyptologists. If you’re already familiar with my book reviews at Kemetic Blog, you’ll have noticed they’re quite a slow burn. This is not a reflection on the books I review but rather, on my schedule as a full-time shift worker, part-time student and free-time blogger. Not to mention a dog dad and husband to…
Last night, I communed with the full moon and a very special baboon, (that would be Thoth, or Djehuty of course, in none other than his baboon form). The full moon rose between branches of Australian native paperbarks outside my window, and I was so incredibly grateful that I was able to be there to witness it and be part of it. I had worked on Christmas…