I have no kids of my own, but this is very interesting!
It is so easy to break your child. Now, I don’t mean physically. When Sydney was a baby, our pediatrician told us that babies are made of rubber, it is really hard to break them. (I won’t put that person’s name here because many of you might disagree and want to send hate mail). What […]
Two weeks back, a fellow Kemetic asked if I could do them a solid by reading through and editing an article about ma’at that they were working on. With memories of writing reports for cash in my head, I’ve been helping them with the post in question and have been particularly pleased with the content as I’ve been editing the essay for them. It’s a good post. It will definitely be thought provoking.
Connected to this article is the new round of growing pains the Kemetic community on Tumblr has been going through. I won’t give all the back and forth about what went down to cause this most recent round of discussions (if you’re on Tumblr you have most likely seen some of it or all of it anyway), but it’s been an interesting conversation as well as frustrating in every capacity.
Not American here (I’m at the other side of the Atlantic hehe), but the first thing I thought when I saw that disaster on TV was “No!” That mysogynist racist nazi asshole called Trump won??? 😮 I still can’t accept that!
It has now been six days since our country fundamentally changed. Whether you consider the change to be good or bad is, of course, a matter of opinion, although if you are here reading this I imagine you were among the millions of Americans who woke up on Wednesday, November 9 in a state of shock. I myself spent the whole day feeling like I was wandering numbly through a dense fog (my hangover was only maybe 25% to blame for this).
The fog has slowly begun to clear, but I still find myself trying to process not only the results, but the onslaught of opinion pieces, demographic analyses, thinkpieces, and news stories that have followed. I have no one to blame but myself for the information overload – when something monumental happens in my world, my coping mechanism is to drown myself in information. It gives me a small sense…
Originally posted on Drinking From the Cup of Life: Awake, you ancestors and mighty dead! Awake, throw open the doors to your halls! New souls come to join you Souls who died in lead and blood There are new ancestors among you Awake, you ancestors and mighty dead! Awake, throw open the doors to your…
Up to the Middle Kingdom, many priests, especially those in the lowest category, were the sons of non-priestly parents. But by the Twentieth Dynasty, and in some cases as early as Dynasty XII, priestly status seems to have become hereditary, with purely priestly families coming into being. Later on, perhaps as early as the Twenty-Sixth Dynasty, and certainly by the Ptolemaic period, admittance to the priesthood was restricted to persons of priestly descent.
– Barbara Watterson, The House of Horus at Edfu: Ritual in an Ancient Egyptian Temple
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