Divermarv

We all have ‘em. Little ones. Big ones. Good ones. And yeah, bad ones.

I’ll bet a neurologist could wax scientific on the advantages of streamlining neural pathways, or some such stuff. But for me it’s ease and familiarity.

I have a morning coffee ritual that is more than just the need for caffeine, and even more than the pleasure of my coffee drink. It’s a way to ease the transition into wakefulness. I enjoy the making of my coffee almost as much as I enjoy—Who am I kidding. I do enjoy the ritual, but I love drinking my coffee.

What prompted this post though is a regular, but infrequent ritual I have developed. It’s… seasonal. Literally.

I am a nerd, and one of the things I nerd out on is history. Another is mythology. Amongst my faves are Celtic history and the like. One prominent figure that has captured my attention is the myth of the green man. I have four roughly five-inch-diameter green man ornaments. I have them proudly displayed on my porch; three on the inside eave of my covered porch, and one on the entry jamb entering my porch. At the change of the seasons, I exchange the previous version with the new version. It is a ritual.

Today, the autumnal equinox (satisfies my science nerdery), or Mabon (satisfies my mythology nerdery), I exchanged summer for winter.

And here are some pics of my good friend the green man. Note: in one pic you can see I carry him with me everywhere.

Peace and love. Happy Mabon, autumnal equinox, and have a fruitful harvest.
Marv

P. S. Just don’t let your rituals become a rut.