AKA: More Information Than You Ever Wanted About my Altar Space or Thought Was Possible to Generate
AKA: Altar Porn
Today, in a rare display of boredom and extra energy, I decided to clean out the “Yoga Room”. The Yoga Room is the one space I have in the house where all my spiritual-type stuff resides: all my books on Druidism and Paganism, Yoga, Reiki; my ritual tools; my crystal bowls; my peacenik Tibet and prayer flags; and my collection of crystals.
It’s also been relatively unused as of late.
My cats LOVE my Yoga Room, as there’s lots of little places to hide, and things to knock over. It’s also relatively safe for the dogs, as they don’t seem to be in there unless I am. So needless to say, there was cat fur galore in there, along with things every which way from errant tails and curious noses.
So today, I dusted, de-furred, and reorganized EVERYTHING. My crystals are all shiny, my altar has been reimagined, and my books are all put away.
So I thought, while I was at it (and since it’s so clean, for a change) I’d provide an in-depth description of my altar space’s contents for all of you, because I know I have *so* many readers, and I know you’re all waiting with bated breath. So here goes:
Very, very firstly, we have (some) of my books about spiritual pursuits. Yoga, Paganism, Druidry/ism, Witchcraft, Hinduism, Christianity… all sorts of good stuff, along with the very important stuffed animals.
I think I’ve only read like half of these…
Here we’ve got an unintentional overflow from the Ancestors portion of my altar. I have pictures of my pets who have since gone Over the Rainbow Bridge. I have my black box full of my OBOD stuff, with a basket of scarfy altar cloth type things on top. I have a “prayer box” for Ganesha and the Tara here as well (not my namesake, strangely enough), in which I put little requests when I feel I need them. To the left, I have my trunk full of important and breakable things (like my great aunt’s teacups), and on top, I have a basket full of more keepsakey type things, and a cute little wooden drawer thing that I haven’t figured out what to do with yet. Every once in awhile, I will score during one of my Mom’s purge-fests. This is one such score.
The middle thing is not “Green Man meets Sauron”, I swear
Here we have my lovely altar. On the left, I have my tingshas for clearing the ritual space, my yellow beeswax candle for bearing Brighid’s flame, and to the side, my staff. Behind that, we have my pillar candle and Ganesha card (pink) as well as some pressed flower petals from my yoga instructor initiation.
At the bottom middle we have two little puja (offering) bowls (brown and black). There’s a little green crystal that lives there too, and I’m not sure why, but it always seems to end up on my altar.
Above those, we have some Ganesha statues, and my Sacred Well. It’s also sterling silver, so I don’t have to silver my well. I’m nothing if not streamlined. *snrk* Next, at the back, we have the Nature Spirits part, with some antlers and turkey feathers. My second world tree lives here as well.
Sort of in the middle lives the Earth Mother portion, with a giant Moqui marble, and another small, brown crystal (whose name escapes me) that is meant to strengthen the user’s bond with the Earth Mother/Gaia/what have you.
Above my Earth Mother crystals is my Ancestor portion. I have Paramahansa Yogananda, Gandhi, and my fur kids who’ve gone Over the Rainbow Bridge. I also have a piece of Preseli Bluestone, which is meant to help connect someone with their Celtic heritage. I chose those two people as ancestors of my heart, as they were both so huge in my inspiration to study yoga and eastern religion (can’t really sum it up in one paragraph, or twelve).
Below that, I have a hematite crystal for grounding, and a rose quartz candle to light for healing energy/expressions of love towards the Kindreds. Below those, on the floor, you’ll see my small area for Surya, which includes a prayer box, and some obsidian (associated with the sun). You’ll also see a Farley face and feet.
The elephant in the room is my giant green dish-thing that I paid way too much for at Pier One. I intend to use it for placing any larger offerings, or to place crystals on during a ritual.
Here’s the side of my altar, as well as some candles, and half of my mineral collection. I repurposed a doll bunk bed my Dad made for me as a little kid into a mineral display by painting it. Farley’s feeling a little sick today, so I didn’t bug him to get out of the picture. I’ve also got my copious collection of shiny glass mosaic candle holders, and some Buddha statues in the back.
It’s a teeny tiny crystal house!
Here’s a Farley butt, as well as the rest of my crystals. I keep these ones in my little hut-thing to keep the cats out and the dust down. They’re all either my more expensive or fragile ones. On top, I have a little singing bowl that my husband bought for me for our wedding. Good for clearing ritual space.
Last, but not least, we have my crystal bowls (in the big purple drum case), as well as a few meditation cushions. And a Farley. I’ve also got a few baskets for rocks I’ve found on beaches, et cetera, that I can’t bring myself to get rid of.
And a stuffed doggie. Always a stuffed doggie.
I hope you enjoyed the tour of my ritual space. It may have seemed like an exercise in narcissism writing such a long post about something so personal, but I’m really proud of it. And it’s my blog, so I get to do what I want. *evil grin*