I never travel anywhere without bringing my mobile altar.
My travel altar consists of a medal from Lourdes my mother gave me, my
crystals ; Rose Quartz crystal, Black Tourmaline, Turquoise and whatever I pick
up on the way out . I also have a small medicine bag full of special objects.
I always have to bring Nag Champa, my friends and family have became
devotees of this sexy incense, and now ask if I am bringing this. Altars always
sets the scene in any cold hotel room, I even prefer to unpack my objects rather
than my clothes. I also bring a journal or a small note book, when I feel the need
to vent my spleen or write deep and meaningful insights. I also seem to have an
epiphany when I am away, which is quickly lost during a hard nights raving.
Anyway smug unspiritual /ironic friend asks me tartly 'it is a bit much to
carry all this stuff with you all the time, what if you lose all that stuff? Well... my
answer is that Altars are a representation of the creator, the universe and my
dame fine self LOL. (This was lost on her even the last bit!).
As long as I have access to objects which represent either the elements such
as a stone, shell, feather water element etc (the list is endless) or objects which I
just like to look at,... I am able to create an altar...and feel at home from my own
In the past I have recommended that clients create altars which represent
them, rather than how the altar should look like; for example my friend has small
objects by the kitchen sink, this is an altar representing her fun /inner child side
and the only time she has to come to this place, and feel good during the
washing up (unfortunately) but this times till makes her feel very calm being
among her small objects.
I suppose my love of altars date back to Madame Pompadour (Ma) she always
had an alter of saints within the home, (funny not one of them resembled us).
Anyway Ma still kneels down to pray to these saints on her altar, at the
beginning and the end of the day, heaven help us if we disturbed her during her
prayer time! (talk about good boundaries and fear).
My mother is not alone though, after reading the book Beautiful Necessity
the art and meaning of women's alters - by Kay Turner I saw so many versions
of my mothers altar from South American to Senegal. So I suppose I am
carrying on my with my mothers tradition.
The only difference is that my altar has images of people that look like and
represent me *smiles*
p.s Some altar sites...