Possibly I Am Overthinking This
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My necklace broke today during Japanese class, and I'm weirdly upset about it. It's not like it's anything fancy - I think I spent about $15 on it at a fair, and it's just cheap pot metal. It's beaten and scuffed where I caught it on things, played with it, even chewed on it (I have a bad habit of absent-mindedly putting things in my mouth). But, I don't know.
I tend to think that objects and symbols have as much power as we give them - put enough faith and belief into something and it does become an object of power. (This is also why I talk to my computer - I think anything we anthropomorphize long enough does achieve some kind of base-level sentience, even if it's not life as we would think of it) And I've put a lot into this charm. I've worn it more or less continuously (I don't take jewelry off because I tend not to put it back on) for 4 years. It's the receptacle of all the faith I could conjure up through 12 AP exams, my grandfather's brain surgery, my high school graduation - so many important and scary things in my life. At some point, an object becomes significant just through dint of time passed.
And you know, I like having this symbol of my religious identity, as well. I'm pretty low-key about my religion - most of the people who I want to know do, and it isn't anyone's business, really. But I do like that I have this small way of marking myself out. People who know what a pentacle means know what I believe. People who don't have an opening to ask me about it, which gives me the chance to explain what it symbolizes and what I believe in, so maybe there's a few less people in the world who think we worship the devil. Sometimes people compliment me on it, and that's pretty cool. And it's nice to have for myself, a reminder everyday that the Goddess is in my life.
Also, it's weird to reach down to play with it when I'm bored and have there be nothing there.
My necklace broke today during Japanese class, and I'm weirdly upset about it. It's not like it's anything fancy - I think I spent about $15 on it at a fair, and it's just cheap pot metal. It's beaten and scuffed where I caught it on things, played with it, even chewed on it (I have a bad habit of absent-mindedly putting things in my mouth). But, I don't know.
I tend to think that objects and symbols have as much power as we give them - put enough faith and belief into something and it does become an object of power. (This is also why I talk to my computer - I think anything we anthropomorphize long enough does achieve some kind of base-level sentience, even if it's not life as we would think of it) And I've put a lot into this charm. I've worn it more or less continuously (I don't take jewelry off because I tend not to put it back on) for 4 years. It's the receptacle of all the faith I could conjure up through 12 AP exams, my grandfather's brain surgery, my high school graduation - so many important and scary things in my life. At some point, an object becomes significant just through dint of time passed.
And you know, I like having this symbol of my religious identity, as well. I'm pretty low-key about my religion - most of the people who I want to know do, and it isn't anyone's business, really. But I do like that I have this small way of marking myself out. People who know what a pentacle means know what I believe. People who don't have an opening to ask me about it, which gives me the chance to explain what it symbolizes and what I believe in, so maybe there's a few less people in the world who think we worship the devil. Sometimes people compliment me on it, and that's pretty cool. And it's nice to have for myself, a reminder everyday that the Goddess is in my life.
Also, it's weird to reach down to play with it when I'm bored and have there be nothing there.