I has a Sobek Shedety!

a photograph of a statue of the crocodile god Sobek with the double crown
A smol Sobek Shedety chilling with Big Flower Dad.

Just a quick post bc omg. <3333 I never expected to find, let alone acquire, a statue of Sobek Shedety with His proper Double Crown on, but it happened omg. Very many thanks to Rev. Ma’atnofret for not only finding Him, but being willing to let me buy Him. <3

He arrived this morning, safe and sound, and He’s currently enjoying the myrrh incense I’m burning for Him. I’ll do Senut for Him tonight and give Him something special to welcome Him home. <3

I want to write more about this, but I have to rush off to work rn, so. Later, friends. <3

Sekhmet Nesret’s year

The God over the year for this past Kemetic year has been Sekhmet Nesret, which seemed to be appropriate for a plague year tbh. As Wep Ronpet approaches, I’ve been thinking about how far I’ve come, and how many changes have happened in my life since then. More than I initially thought, tbh. Returning to the House of Netjer was a big one, but really just the beginning. Going through the Beginner’s Class again, and relearning this religion again, was a revelation. It’s become clear to me that I just wasn’t ready back when I was first in the House. This past decade of wandering has been leading me to this path again, to returning home. I find it fitting that the oracle card I got in a recent witchy mystery parcel was one that said, All Paths Lead Home (from the Starseed Oracle). That’s very much been my theme for this year ngl.

I burnt out halfway through second semester last year. Partly my fault for not listening to my body when I should have rested. But I persisted anyway. And I think the past six months have been very restorative for me and placed me in a better position to succeed this time around. Especially since I stopped drinking coffee in March after the worst 3 day migraine I’ve ever had. It felt like detoxing, resetting my system, a smol mini-death to change things I didn’t otherwise have the power/motivation/energy to change. I still sort of feel like I’m still processing all of that. My brain definitely took a couple of months to settle and stop worrying that migraines were just around the corner.

I’ve been looking into my health as well, and seeking out a hEDS diagnosis. I’m at the stage now where I just want to know, so I can then plan around it, and work on my joints from there. So I’m working on that. All part of knowing yourself, really, tbh.

Getting my working altar set up properly has also been very productive. I think the migraines were definitely getting in the way of me sensing energy bc I can feel stuff now. It’s not constant, and it’s nothing more than a feeling rn, but it’s definitely something. I’ve been doing some spellwork and figuring out finally what I’ve been wanting my witchcraft to look like. What I want is a Kemetic magical practice with modern witchcraft techniques as well as heka. Something that’s instinctive, but also works. And I’ve never found anyone doing it the way I want to do it, so I’m just doing it myself. I may write up some of my workings on here once they’ve done their job, just to give you an idea of how I’m doing things now.

There’s definitely other things too, I think, but I don’t have the words yet, or can’t share them bc oathbound, but it’s been an interesting year, and I’m hoping for a slightly calmer year to come. I’ll be thinking about this some more as I prepare for Wep Ronpet and may share more of my reflections in the future. But I’m glad I had these changes, bc my life is so different even from back in October. I don’t recognise myself back then, and can’t go back anyway. This is me now, and I’m glad for it. It’s hard burning away what needs to be left behind, but sometimes necessary, and now I can focus on healing and growing and continuing to become.

A Zep Tepi for Per Sebek

Some might think it’s rash to just up and leave a blog I’ve tended for 12 years to start again with nothing. But sometimes that’s the best option to do. That part of my path is over, and I have a beautiful record of everything I experienced, wrote, created, and shared with everyone I met along the way. I’ll keep maintaining it, because it’s become an invaluable resource, and I have no interest in taking that away.

But as I’m nearing a year back in the House of Netjer and Kemetic Orthodoxy, the time’s come to start again. The old site just wasn’t where I am anymore. It’s not me. Not what I’m being called to do now. And there comes a point where rewriting what you already have is just not the way to go, so you need to burn it all down and start again.

I’m still incredibly proud of that old site, though. I always hoped people would take the rituals I wrote there and not just share them, but use them. And they did! I can’t tell you how touched I am by that. To hear from people who’ve used my rituals and got results from them. That makes it all worth the effort. That’s also why the old site is not going anywhere. It’s important, not just to me, but to other people. It became the kind of valuable resource I hardly conceived of when I first started that blog in 2009.

But like when you write in the last page of your old Book of Shadows, and have to start a new book, so it is here. I’ve written the last page of that chapter of Per Sebek, and now I have a fresh, new book to start writing in. And I’m so excited to create something new here. I have so many ideas for what I want to put here. I have so many more resources for academic research that I didn’t have before that I want to make good use of. I want to create new rituals and new pieces of heka to put here. New writings, new myths, new things that reflect where I am now.

All paths lead home. That was the oracle card I got in a package recently. And I’m back home again. My practice is different now. And I’m not practicing alone anymore. I’m not the only Sobek kid. I’ve changed so much since I was last a Shemsu, and it’s all for the better. And I will have more reflections on that return, and that zep tepi as a shemsu. But for now, it’s a new beginning, with nothing to start with, and so much potential.

It’s Aset Webenut/Aset Luminous tomorrow. I’m planning to make boats, and float them, and make offerings, and give thanks for the old site, and how much light it brought to those who needed it. I hope to continue shining that light for people here as well. May you find what you need here. <3

A Hymn to Sobek, Lord of Flowers

I sing now of Sobek, Lord of Flowers,
Lord of the Incense in the Midst of Ritual,
Lord of Myrrh, who delights in perfume,
Who delights in flowers upon the altar,
roses, jasmine, lotus, and sandalwood,
Sweet Lord, Lord of Love,
whose beauty is seen in dewy grass
on a cold winter morning,
in the winter sunlight, where dawn
brings that particular shade of light,
for Sobek, rising like Ra out of the
freshwater lakes, the pure clean waters,
crowned with flowers and green leaves,
Lord of Purification, make me pure,
May I be bathed in Your scent, O Sobek,
Bathe me in flowers, in incense, in Your waters,
Let me lay flowers at Your feet,
Tie them to Your pure clothing,
Crown You in beauty,
Put Your precious oils on Your skin,
Making You pure and radiant,
Lord of Flowers,
Who comes to me in gentle showers of rain,
and soft wispy clouds,
the wind that follows you down a path,
so you are never alone,
dancing around your feet,
He who makes the herbage green
after winter rainstorms,
bringing life to the soil,
bringing forth flowers from the ground,
reflections of Your beauty, O Lord,
You are the oasis lake,
fresh sea breezes that take the summer heat away,
big shady trees that give shelter and shade,
that cool air that touches your skin,
brings relief from the heat,
even though He is present
in that bright blue sky
that only comes when it’s hot,
watching down as He watches over,
fire hitting water,
be purified, O Lord,
as I bring these flowers,
and rest them at Your feet,
Your perfume fills me,
surrounds me,
as these flowers surround me,
basking in Your radiance,
on the rain that falls on parched ground,
the cool autumn air beckoning,
as the heat of summer retreats,
as Heru-sa-Aset retreats,
It is the season of Sobek,
the dark half of the year,
and the half that brings flowers,
brings life,
makes the land green and growing,
The time of Sobek, Lord of Flowers,
Lord of the Floods, Lord of Green Growing Things,
The beautiful calf before the flood,
who makes the land fertile,
whose scent radiates through the air,
in the presence of flowers,
of incense, of perfume,
Sobek, I honour You,
Lord of Flowers,
Beautiful God,
who basks on the river bank,
covered in glory,
and crowned with radiance,
flowers marking Your presence
with their beautiful perfume.
Hail to Sobek, Lord of Flowers!