I haven’t worn a pentacle in months. My “everyday” pentacle decided about two years ago to start eating jump rings, and I can’t figure out why. Nor can I replace the jump rings and have them actually work – which, for a jewelry artist, is a problem of epic proportions. I must have replaced them more than a dozen times – each time, it works for a few days or a few weeks, and then the jump ring disintegrates again.
So, for now, I’ve decided it’s a sign to just let it be.
I have a fancy pentacle – dainty silver chain, iolite beads, airy and beautiful…but not likely to stand up to daily wear in this house these days.
When I first became a Pagan, I was afraid to wear one. Then I felt like I needed to wear one, but was afraid for it to show. Eventually I outgrew that fear, and wore one daily for a long while. Eventually, I felt like I didn’t need to wear one – that it was an outward symbol of an inward journey, and as such, it was unnecessary. And eventually I came back around to wearing one as a symbol of solidarity with others – as a possible way for others to find me – and as a reminder to myself, a tangible link to my spiritual side.
Right now, I don’t know whether there is a significance to wearing one or not. I guess when I figure it out, I’ll go find another pentacle.