I was home in-between classes earlier this week. I was still thinking on the issue of what sort of daily devotions to offer my gods while conjuring the Archangels every morning in the LBRP.
I made myself a pot of coffee. (Mmmmmm … French press.) My Kouros and Cycladic figures demanded a taste.
“Coffee?” I asked them. “Really?”
Oh, yeah. They wanted coffee. (As Aradia pointed out to me somewhat after the fact, “Well, it’s precious too you, isn’t it?” Mmm, my precious. Yes, yes it is.)
Two hours after pouring that caffeinated libation, I got an email announcing that the paper I was stressing out about would not be due for another four days. I was free to devote the whole of my attention my spiritual obligations.
But I now know to pour a libation* of coffee to my Kouros and Cycladic figures every time I spend the morning at home and actually make a pot. Perhaps for people who have been working with gods longer (or more intimately) than I have, this sort of thing might come as less of a surprise. Or maybe not.
* σπενδω – transliterated as ”spendo” – “I pour a libation” my new favorite verb.