A is for Altar
I’ve always loved altars, even back in the old days as an altar server at a Cof E church when I was about 12, I liked the ritual of lighting the candles – from right to left always biggest pairs of candles first going down in size, and setting up the chalice with the cloth and the tray on top all in the right order, I was always honoured to have to do this job, it helped that my brother was the head server he would always let me do it. It was the best part of going to church for me well that and the fellowship side, I liked the reverence and the way it made me feel, it would ‘set me up’ so I was ready for worship. I’ve set up several altars but they’ve never had the same ‘feel’ as the ones at the church, part of it I think is (only just thought of this as I’m writing) I enjoy setting them up, the thought and process of it, the altars I’ve set up (I can only find one old photo of a yule altar) are usually in my bedroom and it’s never felt right, I suppose it hasn’t helped that I’ve had to hide away all my pagan belongings in the past for various reasons which luckily I don’t have to do anymore.
My Yule altar.
Now I set up altars as I’m going to work but I do have a seasonal altar in the form of a tree. I change it with the seasons and festivals.
This one was for Imbolc, with white and pale blue ribbons
Well with the eggs on I think you can guess when this one was for. (the crow was a present from my lovely hubby at Samhain a few years back it’s so lovely I can’t take it off!)
Last years Samhain tree, it’s a pretty rubbish photo, I must try to learn to take better photos.