Ah, jewellery! I love jewellery. I have worn my Brigid’s Cross ever day since I got it a little over two months ago. I wanted something I could comfortably wear every day. I also got a solar cross/earth symbol (⊕). I bought it since it’s pretty and it’s pagan and – to me – represents the earth, the sun, and the wheel of the year.
Unfortunately, due to its association with fascism I kind of veer away from wearing it outside my clothes. Most people might not make that association, but I don’t want people thinking I am filled with hatred and violence when I’m not. More importantly, though, I don’t want somebody to be having a calm, nice day and suddenly they see a symbol that makes them on edge and angry and worried that they’re not safe. It can stay under my clothes or on my altar.
In the past I’ve got mixed up with the item and the meaning of the item. (I once had an engagement ring that meant more than the relationship itself.) I have to keep straight that the jewellery is not my faith or the deity it honours, and that forgetting to wear it one day isn’t a betrayal, and is I misplace it or lose it, it doesn’t mean anything in terms of my beliefs. An item of jewellery is not an article of faith. 😉 I keep having this feelings, these panics and worries about the jewellery, which is why I need to spell it out. I’m spelling it out for myself.
Do you wear jewellery? Do you, y’know, not stress out about jewellery as much as me? 😉
In The Misty Valleys 
