“Once the Queen is dead, the king is useless.”
“… What’s that about?”
“I dunno… Maybe he’s too depressed to fight. He really loved her, you know.”
Mm… chess references and movie quotes.
So, I’ve been flying through lessons at TFA. I’m about to start Wicca 1, lesson 4. I’m on Scrying 1, lesson 2 (I don’t put much into divination, but I figured it would round me out a little bit). And I’m about to start Tools 1, lesson 2 (Which is easy, since I’ve been through it three times in other classes).
Lesson 3 of Wicca 1 was a little difficult for me to face, honestly. It was a lesson in the elements and the Four Rooms.
Here’s a quick lesson in The Four Rooms:
You separate yourself into four parts, physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual. Each part has a ‘room’ associated with it (which seems a little unnecessary to me).
“Our existence is divided up into four areas, or four rooms, if you will. Imagine that you live in a big house with four rooms. Your house includes: 1) a large, green kitchen with a small garden off of the side; 2) a bright yellow living room with a large, private balcony, 3) a luxurious, blue bathroom with a Jacuzzi tub; and 4) a cozy, red bedroom with a fireplace (do not forget the king-sized bed). Each of the four elements corresponds with one of these rooms, and each of these rooms corresponds with a part of you.”
~ Firefly: Wiccan Advancement by Iris Firemoon
The kitchen is the physical and associated with Earth, the living room is the mental and associated with Air, the bathroom is emotional and associated with Water, and the bedroom is spiritual and associated with Fire.
The exercise was to divide yourself into these four “rooms” and give a brief evaluation of the state of yourself in each.
Physically, I’m out of shape, I eat like crap, and I sleep more than I should.
Mentally, my writing is getting done, so I guess that’s an upside.
Emotionally, I’m 25, single, and watching all of my friends get married and start families. I feel like crap. Blah.
Spiritually, I’m connecting with my religion again, my writing is getting done, but I’m still stuck in the ‘love myself before I can appropriately love others’ conundrum.
So… I really don’t know if this exercise was made to make the student feel like crap enough to recognize that change is necessary, or to just understand the material, but holy fucking downer, Batman.
But. This is nothing an over-consumption of caffeine won’t temporarily fix.