Portable Altar

There's a part of me that says a portable altar or shrine is just wrong. That it goes against what these things are meant to be. Something deep inside me angrily yells, "You build that altar to mark a place of power! To recognize what that place is and dedicate it to being a gateway to meeting your gods there for proper worship!" That part of me fights against the idea that a portable altar could possibly do the job.

But there's a much bigger part of me that knows differently. That other part of me is not entirely wrong. There are valid reasons for my room of worship. Portable altars haven't always worked so well for me, and I've accepted and appreciate the guidance I have received to do otherwise for those purposes.

The difference is You.

I give thanks to You for how You have directed me in putting together the portable altar I am to work at. And, yes, I understand that part of me that protests because I have learned from those other ways that did not and would not work... but You are not bound by those limitations. And it makes sense, Goddess of the Liminal, that this gateway should move.

I give thanks that I have this way of worshipping You. You know my physical limitations, and I thank You for showing me they need not always be so limiting. The world changes. Our options change. I need not always do things the ways my ancestors did. I thank You for reminding me that what seems ancient to me is so brief to You, and that You are a goddess of transformation.

I give thanks for that time spent at the altar.