June 5, 2011
Posted in Friday Findings, Netjeru
at 7:36 am
by Shefyt
The teardrop-shaped bowl got its first use last night, to make an offering at the request of the Lioness Goddesses (three small lion-headed goddess statues that I acquired from a fellow House member, who used them to represent Mut; I’m not quite sure yet who they represent for me, although they might be either Mut in all Her Names or all of the lion-headed goddesses). They didn’t seem to want the candle inside the bowl, though — darn, after all my fun playing with symbolism. BUt the offering did seem to please them.
Dua You great Ones, Lioness Goddesses, Eyes of Ra! May You be friends to me, may You watch over me and keep me from all harm.
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December 3, 2010
Posted in Friday Findings, Netjeru
at 3:18 pm
by Shefyt
Today is the first day of the season of Peret, or Growing. According to the House of Netjer’s yearly oracle, this year is dedicated to three Gods, one for each season, and the deity who is over Peret is Mut, the great Lady of Karnak, wife of Amun and mother of Khonsu. So for today’s Finding, here are a few interesting images of this great Mother and protector:
- This is a quite lovely statue of Her from the Luxor Museum in Egypt.
- Scroll down the page a little to see an armlet featuring a Nubian four-winged Mut. I like the way this makes Her look like a butterfly.
- From the British Museum, a votive offering of a barque that once held a figure of Mut, offered at Karnak by Queen Mutemwia, whose name means “Mut is in the barque.” (I think somebody had way too much fun with this one.)
- This Middle Kingdom stela features the cat of Mut and the goose of Amun. (The goose looks rather pleased with himself, while the cat looks a bit cranky.)
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- And completely unrelated to the above, as a special bonus for the Wesir Mysteries, which have just ended — the sperm of Wesir!
- Also somewhat appropriate for the Mysteries: Set in the slaughter-house of Sekhmet. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Set in the bound-prisoner pose before; very interesting!
Dua Netjer! Dua Mut! Nekhtet!
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August 12, 2010
Posted in Festivals, Thoughts and Reflections
at 8:47 pm
by Shefyt
Today: the smell of rain on hot pavement, a blissful breath of cooler air, the hope that this long, sweltering summer might finally be drawing to a close. The House of Netjer’s New Year celebration was last week, so we’ve just entered the season of the Inundation, the rising of the great river, when a fresh surge of energy sweeps through the world and everything is washed clean and made new. Each year the House receives an oracle from Aset that provides a sort of theme for the upcoming year and also names the God or Gods Who is over that year and receives special offerings and prayers. This year is the year of Zep Tepi, the first time — the instant of creation — which belongs to all of the Gods and none of the Gods, but to make things easier for our poor human brains each season has been declared to be under the auspices of a single divinity: Ra for the first season, Mut for the second, and Mehet Weret, the cow-goddess Who embodies the primordial waters, for the third. And so the year goes from flood to flood, a perfect circle.
May it be a good year, this year of Zep Tepi, filled with prosperity and power and love. And may it bring renewal beyond anything we’ve ever dreamed of.
Di wep ronpet nofret! Nekhtet!
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September 23, 2009
Posted in Festivals, The Wild Sky, Thoughts and Reflections
at 12:34 pm
by Shefyt
Out of the overcast day, a moment of sun — brilliant white clouds pull together like slow Symplegades, thin swirls of cirrus curling between them like the spray of waves against stone. They kiss, and gray shadow falls again.
We’re in the midst of Opet, the festival of the Theban triad, celebrating the union of Amun and Mut, the bright promise of Their son Khonsu, and the renewal of the sacred kingship. Where the Lord of Thrones meets the Lady of the Crowns, where the hidden meets the manifest, where the Divine and the human worlds touch, we are in neheh, cyclical time, the spiral of becoming. The play of light waxes and wanes. But there will always be healing.
Dua Amun! Dua Mut! Dua Khonsu! Nekhtet!
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The teardrop-shaped bowl got its first use last night, to make an offering at the request of the Lioness Goddesses (three small lion-headed goddess statues that I acquired from a fellow House member, who used them to represent Mut; I’m not quite sure yet who they represent for me, although they might be either Mut in all Her Names or all of the lion-headed goddesses). They didn’t seem to want the candle inside the bowl, though — darn, after all my fun playing with symbolism. BUt the offering did seem to please them.