So I was surprised that when a customer asked me to look in a book called The Magical Powers of the Saints (that we’ve sold at the store for years and I’ve not once looked at), something dawned on me:
Petitioning saints while lighting candles is, in essence, asking our ancestors* for help!
Now I can hear all the pagans freaking out, but think about it: they were REAL people, people who lived somewhat extraordinary lives which led to their sainthood, but still, real people. And as we are all connected, especially genealogically the farther back you go…they ARE part of our family.
There has never been a pantheon that ever really felt like ‘the one’ for me, but I do ask angels for help. I know other pagans who work with angels, but few would admit to calling on the saints – though they will buy the candles for them. 😉
Yesterday I lit a a candle for my guy’s excruciatingly painful arthritis, and I asked Saint Alphonsis Ligouri – who, it says, helps with that- and Archangel Raphael to help him. And last night he actually was in less pain. 🙂
Yesterday I asked Raphael and Saint Peregrine for help when I lit a white one for two friends with breast cancer, and for a neighbor’s little girl who is battling cancer, too, and I’ll tell you straight up: I haven’t seen a candle burn so strong and clean in ages. The flame never flickered, it was tall and strong, and there wasn’t one single drip of wax off of the candle. This, according to the book, is a very, very good sign.
So you know what? I’m going to call on those saints along with the angels, and let what will be will be. Doesn’t make me any less of a pagan; just makes me even more of a rebel pagan. 😉
©Pip Miller – May 2015
*before you go getting your knickers in a twist, commenting “we’re not all descended from white people*, I know that. We are, actually, all descended from one woman in Africa. So in an overall way, since we ALL come from her, the concept that they are family, even in some tiny way, holds true.