The Wild Hunt (https://wildhunt.org/tag/eclipse)
Sköll had caught Sunna; Fvni Lusa had begun his meal; Apep’s gaze had overwhelmed mighty Ra. In town, the church bells tolled, sounding that it was two o’clock or the end of the world. My father complained that he couldn’t see the corona through his eclipse glasses, and I told him they weren’t useful anymore.
Witches and Pagans are preparing for tomorrow’s Great American Eclipse. Here we collect some thoughts on the meaning of tomorrow’s great astrological event from a variety of Pagan perspectives.
I grew up down the street from the Key Bridge. Looking back, I had taken the time to drive across the bridge on my last few trips home. I took for granted that it would be there. It had been for nearly 50 years, and it should have been there for at least 50 more.
Here is the lesson. Without positive action, comparative mythology is (at best) a dry academic amusement and (at worst) an exercise in colonialist cultural appropriation. Rather than taking from Hinduism and calling it Heathenry, I suggest that we learn from a closely related tradition that has much to teach us.
Each of us bears the symbol of life’s progress and transition through the scars we bear on our physical bodies, as well as the scars that dot our emotional, spiritual, and mental beings.