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Sunday at PantheaCon
Feb. 18th, 2008 07:51 amSunday I was up again doing a 9am panel, 30 Years of Wiccan Interfaith Work - What have we learned? with Don, Rachael, Michelle, Patrick, Macha & Angie. We talked about what we have learned and what we have to offer the interfaith community. We had lots of audience participation and I think it was a good panel. Patrick was (again) wearing asthma trigger aftershave. He was definitely one of my environmental challenges this weekend. I had to change places with Don to be able to stay at the table. *sigh* I never did get a change to talk to him about it since obviously this wasn't the right time.
Rayna felt like she needed some downtime so Mic & I decided to have sushi in the quiet bar. Unfortunately, it turned out that bartender from the night before had gone home with the keys to the refrigerators. So no sushi and only mixed drinks. My manhattan didn't even have a cherry as those were in the fridge. We waited for quite awhile for them to sort things out but eventually had to order from the Coffee Garden menu although we were served in the QB.
We went to the "Ancestor's Celebration" by Ile Orunmila Oshun. It started well with chanting and calling our ancestor's names. But the Luisah introduced a wailing chant and I kind of lost interest. I was feeling joyous and connected to my ancestors and didn't feel a need to grieve. Also, as with the Olokun ritual the day before, there were several people who just broke down and several Priest/esses were needed to attend each of them whilst everyone else looked on. The Ile obviously has a different ritual culture than I do. I am not adverse to helping those in need but I think their style encourages acting out to get attention and I think I'd find it quite wearing after awhile.
I spent the rest of the afternoon at the Live Charity Auction. I was available as a volunteer but I mostly sat there and bid on things. *grin* I got three items - a necklace, a staff and a certificate for a class at Cherry Hill Seminary. The bottle of Stag's Breath I had donated went for $200 which is a good thing for CoG. Some year I am going to keep one of those bottles and drink it myself though.
Russell and Erika came and rescued me and Mic & Rayna from the hotel and carried us off to Kubota in Japantown for dinner. We had a great meal and then got back in time for the Hekate ritual. This was![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mr_kurt's baghold and I really meant to go, but in the end I decided that helping Greg keep the suite open whilst everyone else went off to the ritual was the better idea. I had absolutely no energy and Hekate is not a Goddess to approach with less than full attention. I managed to stay lucid until everyone was back from the ritual (which was a smashing success) and then went back to the room, packed and fell asleep.
Rayna felt like she needed some downtime so Mic & I decided to have sushi in the quiet bar. Unfortunately, it turned out that bartender from the night before had gone home with the keys to the refrigerators. So no sushi and only mixed drinks. My manhattan didn't even have a cherry as those were in the fridge. We waited for quite awhile for them to sort things out but eventually had to order from the Coffee Garden menu although we were served in the QB.
We went to the "Ancestor's Celebration" by Ile Orunmila Oshun. It started well with chanting and calling our ancestor's names. But the Luisah introduced a wailing chant and I kind of lost interest. I was feeling joyous and connected to my ancestors and didn't feel a need to grieve. Also, as with the Olokun ritual the day before, there were several people who just broke down and several Priest/esses were needed to attend each of them whilst everyone else looked on. The Ile obviously has a different ritual culture than I do. I am not adverse to helping those in need but I think their style encourages acting out to get attention and I think I'd find it quite wearing after awhile.
I spent the rest of the afternoon at the Live Charity Auction. I was available as a volunteer but I mostly sat there and bid on things. *grin* I got three items - a necklace, a staff and a certificate for a class at Cherry Hill Seminary. The bottle of Stag's Breath I had donated went for $200 which is a good thing for CoG. Some year I am going to keep one of those bottles and drink it myself though.
Russell and Erika came and rescued me and Mic & Rayna from the hotel and carried us off to Kubota in Japantown for dinner. We had a great meal and then got back in time for the Hekate ritual. This was
mr_kurt's baghold and I really meant to go, but in the end I decided that helping Greg keep the suite open whilst everyone else went off to the ritual was the better idea. I had absolutely no energy and Hekate is not a Goddess to approach with less than full attention. I managed to stay lucid until everyone was back from the ritual (which was a smashing success) and then went back to the room, packed and fell asleep.
