Conversations with Deity

Are never as easy as one would believe.  Yes, I seem to have this great cosmic connection.  I’m blessed (or cursed as it were) to “hear” or sense answers from the Universe and Deity.  It gives the impression that I can just sit down and have a cuppa with an Energy and get endless answers.  So why can’t I just sit and write a blog post whenever and wherever with these grand conversations?  Because it isn’t ever that simple.  Yes, I hear them at all times of the day and night when they have something to say, but I don’t just sit down and say “Hey Deity, how are you today?  What shall we discuss?  How’s the weather and what do you want me to share today?”  Carte blanche access like that is an opening to let them have more access and control than I am willing to give.  Or an opening for absolute silence and possible rejection that is scary and often unwelcome.

In being asked why I haven’t had a post to share in ages, it was suggested I just reach out and talk to Herne.  He is, after all, my long standing Patron and someone I trust so he won’t try to go all power hungry and take me over right?  The answer I got when I reached out was quite simply this “Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should.”

Does that mean just because I can talk to Deity, I shouldn’t always?  That would be my take.  I don’t want to become dependent on their advice and insight.  I want to know that my mind is my own, and they are just occasional visitors coming in to say hi and share some insight.  They may have answers, but it doesn’t make them the right answers.

We seek, but to seek we have to have direction.  At least this is one of my guiding principles.  Unless you know for certain that you want to know the answers, don’t seek them.  Think it through before you ask for help because it isn’t always the help you need.

For a while now I have been stagnant with my own personal practice.  Yes, I celebrated Litha with a lovely Sabbat ritual online with my Online School.  But celebrations on my own?  Not so much.  Sabbats I try to join the online community I am part of to share energy and honor the energy that is surrounding us lbut beyond that…  I’ve felt a sort of disconnect.

I know, inherently, that the time to study is coming up.  That I need to get back to working on my spiritual (as well as other aspects) to find a sense of balance that I am missing.  I know that another group I am part of is going to be starting up a Chakra study again.  That I failed at miserably the first time it ran as a group effort because life got in the way.  So it is presenting itself as another lovely option for me to learn as a group and get off my spiritual ass and grow again.

Yet something holds me back.  Something makes me doubt.  There are Beings I can reach out to for help.  But are they truly going to guide me when even *I* am unsure of where I want to go and what I want to do?  The Charge of the Goddess (popularized by Doreen Valiente) tells us that the great mystery can only be solved when we look inside first.  Look within for the kernel of truth that starts it all.Deity will give us answers, will give us the answers they think we want, but how do we know they are the answers we truly need if we don’t start looking within?  How do we know they are the right answers for us if we don’t internalize and explore that which we seek?  We are ultimately the ones responsible for finding our own answers, and just because an answer is given, it doesn’t mean it is the best one.  Answers, spirituality, and conversations are really not one size

Deity will give us answers, will give us the answers they think we want, but how do we know they are the answers we truly need if we don’t start looking within?  How do we know they are the right answers for us if we don’t internalize and explore that which we seek?  We are ultimately the ones responsible for finding our own answers, and just because an answer is given, it doesn’t mean it is the best one.  Answers, spirituality, and conversations are really not one size fits all.

Perhaps, in this instance, the Conversation with Deity, is more to focus on what isn’t said.  A reminder that even no answer is still an answer.  “No right now” not just “No.”  Silence is an answer.  It is that gentle nudge that right now, they don’t have the answers you seek because you aren’t asking the right question or they aren’t the right one to give them.  Instead of relying on others to find the answers, start with self and figure out what you want asked first.  Only then can you really begin to find the answers you really need.

Summer Solstice

Summer solstice is here and I’ll be honest it’s as hot as Hades outside right now. Moving to the desert we have experienced our first 120+ heat, it’s an experience.  Good or bad, not sure yet.  I’m trying to leave out judgment for now.

So what do you do for the Solstice0621171132a when it’s too hot to go outside?

Why you start some magical healing oil for salve making later on in the summer!

Then you take a nap. 😉 or go swimming in your pool, or take a nap or read a book or take a nap… I’m digging this siesta thing.

I made four oils today starting with Safflower Oil. It can be hard to find good Safflower Oil but it is worth the search. Safflower oil is great for the skin.  It soaks in nicely and does not leave a heavy greasy feeling to the skin.  The better the quality of the oil you use, the better your final product will be.

I then picked my herbs.  For this method, I prefer to use already dried plants. As much as I would love to grow my own I cheat and buy already dried from a trusted source.

I used four pint-sized canning jars and roughly an ounce of dried flowers and leaves of each plant. You fill the jar loosely (please don’t stuff the jar – you need space) with your dried herb then slowly poor the safflower oil over the top until the jar is full.  Seal the jar with a tight lid and then place in a sunny window for about a month. Label your jars so you know the date and herb in the jar. It’s almost impossible to go back and smell what’s in the jar or even try and remember. so label, label label.

I picked four herbal oils to make this year at Summer Solstice

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Calendula Flowers (Calendula officinalis): uses as a gentle healing herb for skin wounds, rashes, and irritations – calming and soothing to the skin. This oil can be used on small open wounds. Please don’t use if you have an allergy to any of the other members of the Asteraceae family (such as feverfew, chamomile, or Echinacea species)

Yarrow leaves & flowers (Achillea millefolium): Yarrow is a traditional healing herb for wounds.  The Greek hero Achilles used yarrow to wash the wounds of his soldiers.  One of the best I know to apply to an open wound or sore. Yarrow is also a member of the Asteraceae family and shouldn’t be used by pregnant women.

Plantain leaf (Plantago lanceolata): Plantain leaf is an invasive species plant to North America that has naturalized meaning it’s considered a common weed. The leaves are wonderful for healing insect stings and bites, treating itching and hives. Yet like all plants someone you know might be allergic so use with caution when sharing this oil with a friend for the first time or using yourself.

Arnica flowers (Arnica montana): I’ve just discovered Arnica for sore muscles and bruising, I love this plant. It cannot or should not be taken internally nor should it be used on an open wound. It too is a member of the Asteraceae family so people with known allergies to this plant should avoid using Arnica

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So here they all are sitting on the window sill to wait and steep for a month. I’ll try to remember to shake them daily. Check back in a while and I’ll share with you the next step in salve making.

Summer Solstice blessing my friends – May the sun shine bright upon you, illuminating what is hidden and harmful, letting you heal and grow.

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How do you find the answer when you don’t know the question?

Yesterday I was chatting with Glory and she put up a quote from a book she’d read – it was ” There is limited godly essence among the Gods. They aren’t overly fertile as a result”. (Glory here, it wasn’t really a direct quote, more a generalized quote from the book.  It really is interesting how much different popular movies and fiction novels can tap into truths now and then.) This led to a long conversation between her, Loki, and myself.

I read it and was immediately struck with a very strong and strange feeling in my solar plexus chakra. Proud of myself here – I didn’t deny it or run away as I usually do! Then I got a jolt of energy up the spine. As I pondered that line pressure began to build around my temples. (Even now, the day after, I get a shiver of energy through me thinking about it).

But why is it so important? I disregarded the last sentence as irrelevant – this came from a supernaturalish romance and so something of the sort has to be expected. It is the first sentence that matters.

This essence, this energy, is something the gods are born with, and it can be regenerated, but at an infinitesimal rate. This explains why there are so few miracles performed.  Mortals have this essence, I’m informed, but it was once more common than it is now, and diminishing amongst us.  (Glory again, not all mortals have it.  Some do, and it has dwindled greatly, as not nearly as many Deity touched, or potentially Deity touched walk the Earth as once did.)  It explains, also, the lack of interference in mortal affairs unless necessary. A limited resource won’t be spent on anything less than a major need.

“It suggests that the ‘why’ is the important part of the question (whatever the question is). Why it seems to be so much more limited now. And diluted. ‘There are many factors. It’s not an entirely finite source, but it isn’t growing exponentially at a fast pace anymore either. Which is weird. I guess at one point it may have…” Glory said.

Perhaps, Loki, even the gods have an expiration date. Is it analogous to the human cycle, wherein we age and our ability to heal ourselves, to regenerate cells, diminishes as time goes by?  (Glory with a bit of an assist…  The Gods themselves don’t necessarily have an expiration date, but every pantheon has their myths of Deities dying.  Baldr and the mistletoe.  Cronos is killed by Zeus.  Uranus killed by Cronos.  Osiris is killed a couple of times by is brother Set.  The examples are there.  Perhaps a sense of peace has increased longevity and put a halt to the pool of god-essence available.  A general lack of interest by human in Gods and Goddesses, being more content to focus on a singular God, has caused Gods and Goddesses to stop coming down to visit and walk among the general populace.  Do they instead reside in their otherworldly abodes and plan, but don’t act?)

Or perhaps the essence has a natural ebb and flow of its own, and you aren’t aware of its cycle. It must predate you, in order for you to have it.  In which case, it will come to a point where it’s at it’s lowest ebb, and then slowly begin to grow again.

So it isn’t that you don’t want to help us, it’s that you have limited resources right now, and until those resources increase the gods will guide, teach, and interact – but not intervene.

And then again, I could be off in left field somewhere, totally mistaken. What was the question again?

Okay, my turn.  Glory, that is.  Hope asked why I wasn’t chiming in with questions to find the answers with her while she was asking her questions.  My simple answer, I was so focused on listening for the answers, my mind wasn’t able to split and ask as well as answer.  That seems to be my Achilles heal at the moment.  If I’m channeling answers, I can’t ask questions as well.  I’m a one-way radio sharing the answers as they are presented. (Lol – my RIGHT ovary, Glory!)

Afterward, however, I had my own take on what I went back and read.  I think, at the core of it all, the explosion of human population led to the dilution of those who held the deitific essence.  Also, an inability to believe in anything beyond personal pleasure and what is presented immediately in front of them has created many of the blocks so many are feeling and frustrated by.

Turning to religions that focus on a singular Deity and relying on others to tell us how we should act, think, and connect with Deity instead of relying on our own intuition has also pulled us away from Deity and the connections that once existed.  Sitting inside a brick and mortar building relying on someone to tell them what to believe takes away the need to think, to question, to seek, and to grow.  How does this help with connecting to Deity?  It really doesn’t! (But there have always been temples and priests doing that same thing. I doubt if there’s that much difference between them. Hope)  Yes, but there were temples to multiple Deities and people had choices.  Almost everyone left offerings to more than one Deity for different situations and aspects of their lives.

Of course, it doesn’t help that those of us who do and can hear Deities are often castigated by the larger part of society as a whole and turn to ignoring our gifts, self-medicating to avoid those voices that we are told make us crazy.  Or any other number of issues.  So seeking the answers, and finding those who can hear them, becomes harder and harder.  Too many people, too few who actually trust that they are hearing.  And a fear of sharing those gifts for fear of reprisal and castigation.

The answers and the correct questions are there.  It’s figuring out exactly what we should be asking that becomes the challenge.  And finding the right person and Deity to give the answers the larger challenge!

Going back to your previous paragraph about the fear of sharing their gifts, there’s a huge interest and need out there for just that thing. Look at the number of people who are willing to do things like call a psychic hotline! Look at the people who go to psychic fairs! At Ren Faires the tents with tarot readers and fortune tellers have lines of people waiting. New Age bookstores offer classes and bookings for readings. Runes are becoming more popular as more people are exposed to the Norse pantheon, and there are women who would take up seidhr if they could find a teacher. A lot of people search for teachers – people brave enough to step out of line and be known.  Not all of them are student material but the fact that they’re looking indicates a need to belong and to find their spiritual homes.

I feel we’ve become too diffuse in this post. The original starting point was godly essence. Have we uncovered the question, and found the answer? Or is there more to it than that? (Glory, I’m pretty sure there is more to it than just that.  There almost always is.)  Is there a tie-in to the number of followers to the deities’ inclination to act? A tipping point that has to be reached before they will decide to reveal themselves unmistakably once again? Is it still tied to the amount of essence available and the amount of effort versus the possible gain or loss?

Where are my answers???

Questions!

Lots of questions! I’m not a follower of any particular pantheon but Nicodemus and I follow Loki , so I tend to look into the Norse mythos , along with the Celtic. What I want to know is:

  1. What kind of afterlife is there for those who aren’t blooded warriors? I know that the Asatru I’ve had dealings with seem to think that they’ll do nothing but feast, fight, and fuck in Valhalla, which seems rather dull to me but to each their own. What about the rest of the populace who venerate the Norse gods? Does each deity have a hall of his/her own? Or does everyone mill around in Odin’s hall, or Freya’s hall?
  2. This carries over into other pantheons as well. There’s so little gnosis, whether personal or not, about it that I wonder if the deities are putting the information out at all. And no one seems to be asking.
  3. How much of the mythos are we to take as truth? Should we believe them strictly as written? Is Zeus actually incapable of keeping it in his robes? Does Hera actually spend her time attacking the mortal women who can’t say no? Or do the myths only reveal a time and place in the distant past that no longer has relevance to us today?
  4. What about other sentient beings, like octopi? Do the gods limit themselves to humans or is anything with intelligence fair game?
  5. I seem to remember being told – or reading about – an alternate explanation of the whole Baldur/Loki story that everyone gets so worked up about. In it Baldur’s parents spoil him rotten because he’s so wonderful, and no one denies him anything he wants until he falls in love (lust?) with a woman who is already betrothed to another man. He falls into a depression because he can’t have her, and one of his parents – the one who does magick – works it so that the woman breaks her betrothal and runs off with Baldur. The ex-betrothed man comes to Valhalla and demands justice and vengeance.  Knowing that Odin can’t bear to kill his beloved son, and knowing that if Baldur isn’t sacrificed Odin’s life is forfeit, Loki takes on the burden of ensuring that Baldur dies. He has nothing against his nephew, but he can’t allow Odin to die.  Even knowing that he will earn the enmity of the other deities, he lays his plans and carries them out. Baldur dies and goes to keep Hel company. What I want to know is – which version comes closest to the truth? And just what IS the truth?
  6. Even if the deities are going for quality over quantity this time around, why aren’t they putting their stories out for their worshipers? Yes, I can understand why the people tasked to write these for the public would consider long and hard before putting their names on anything, with said public’s sad inclination to leap to eviscerate anyone who deviates from their own personal gnosis, if any, but that’s what a nom de plume is for. Some deities seem to think that dogma only restricts the ability of their worshipers to think, but seems like humans need some guidelines in order to even start the thought process.

 

I don’t think I’ll put any more down for the moment – eagerly awaiting answers. Not holding my breath, though.

Followers, Worshipers, and Zealots, Oh my!

As often happens, this post is inspired by a conversation with Hope.  She asked first what the difference between a follower and a worshiper was.  That slowly morphed into “Well what do the Deities prefer?”  After two days of tete-a-tete and debate, a post has started forming.  Or perhaps it started yesterday but has solidified more today to be ready to start this post.  Let me first begin with definitions from Dictionary.com to help solidify more the meanings of each of these words….

Worship:

  1. 1:  to honor or reverence as a divine being or supernatural power

  2. 2:  to regard with great or extravagant respect, honor, or devotion a celebrity worshipped by her fans

Follower:

a:  one in the service of another :retainer
b:  one that follows the opinions or teachings of another
c:  one that imitates another

Devotee:

:  an ardent follower, supporter, or enthusiast (as of a religion, art form, or sport)

  • : a person who enjoys or is interested in something very much

  • : a person who has very strong loyalty to a particular religion or religious figure

Zealot:

  1. 1capitalized :  a member of a fanatical sect arising in Judea during the first century a.d.and militantly opposing the Roman domination of Palestine

  2. 2:  a zealous person; especially :  a fanatical partisan a religious zealot

: a person who has very strong feelings about something (such as religion or politics) and who wants other people to have those feelings : a zealous person

Why do I give these definitions, not just my definitions?  Because it sets the stage.  I have always thought worship is more formal, while followers are more loosely connected in their offerings.  A devotee is definitely one who honors and connects on a deeper level to a Deity.  Finally, a zealot is a fine line definition.  I tend to see them as the fanatics, those who are almost militant in their beliefs and worship.  It would seem, by the dictionary definition, my view of worship and following of Deity are actually reversed.  Or, perhaps they really aren’t all that disconnected as my brain has made them.

I suppose the real question and the crux of our conversation was more, do the Deities want stringent followers and organized “religion” or is the occasional offering and honoring okay.  There is a chorus of different answers in my head.  Some of the Deities I work with say “yes”, others say “no”, and yet others are more “meh, whatever.”

For most, I think the consensus is “So long as someone gives an offering and honors me, I don’t need a stringent following.  I accept the offerings and help as is truly needed.  Zealotry led to our downfall.  Yes, having Priests and Priestesses, followers and followings is what we all desire.  Some sort of semi-regular honoring.  But proselytizing is just not becoming of us any longer.”

Like much along this path, there is no real clear and definitive answer.  It largely boils down to the individual and the Deity they are working with.  The connection they have and the beliefs they hold.  Ultimately, listening to what the Deity prefers.  What others do if they are practicing in a group, and what they are capable of doing in their locale.

Let’s be honest, it’s not always easy to have large Esbat or Sabbat rituals and we are as often as not solitary practitioners for whatever reason.  This makes it difficult to form any formalized “religion” and practice and following or worship becomes the norm.  Hence the…  not necessarily ambivalence, but the laissez-faire attitude.  I think Hope put it best earlier today when she said, “So it comes down to quality over quantity.”

As is so often the case, knowing you have the support of a handful of dedicated few, is a lovely thing.  It keeps them relevant.  It gives their ego and their energy a boost.  So long as they are relevant and receive energy and honor or offerings, is much more needed?

Of course, as I ask that I hear a shouted, “Of course there is!”  But the question is, what more is needed and are there those out there willing to offer it.  Sure there are, but is it really acceptable for it to be offered.  In some cases, sure.  It is situational I’m sure.

I feel like I’m rambling here, but I think the question is just a wee bit circular and not so easily answered.  I’m trying to figure it out as I go.  That’s all I can really do.  And I’m trying to share the answers I hear.

What do YOU think?  Do we need more formal and structured interaction with the Deities we form bonds with?  Or is informal and steady offerings enough?

Though I have been called Oracle and seem to hear the words or messages of many, my practice is still more informal.  Making offerings as the moment or need arises.  A few have a permanent place on my honoring shelf.  I have incense for a select few Deities that I burn as offerings.  I work with the Deities most appropriate for spells on the rare occasion I cast them.  But for the most part, I sit back and watch.  I follow my gut and the situation.  I am a Daughter of the Lord and Lady, the God and Goddess and the faces they take are the faces needed in the moment.  While some names or faces are more permanent or steady in my life, the energy of the Universe is more my following.  For now, they are happy with that.  Or is it content to know I honor them, even if I don’t follow, worship or devote 100% to them?  We exist and co-exist in the moments the wheel turns and our spokes align.

I truly believe ours is a personal path, and so long as we live a good life, not intent on causing others harm while living our life, then there is no real right or wrong answer.  We each find what works for us and go forward.  For some that is a group or Coven with structured practice.  For others that is church, synagogue or mosque to worship with a group of like-minded individuals.  For me, it is being in nature, be it under the trees or toes dipped in the seas.  My path is not to please, while on bended knees.  But to live and laugh, as I walk my path.  Finding joy and sharing with all, as I feel the call.  So live your path, and fear no wrath.  Follower, worshipper, devotee or other matters not, when you are honest with your Deific lot!

Struggles with understanding

Last night Hope and I had a long conversation about our post continuing on from the are the gods one big conglomerate mass or individual entities (they are both). Leaving me all stirred up when I tried to meditate last night. The set up was just about freaking perfect – the scent of our night blooming jasmine, the sandalwood incense I had lit, and gazing up at the stars trying to see a meteorite from the Lenard’s Meteorite Shower. I was struggling with why I bristle and struggle with the idea of Gods perpetuating Rape Culture and abusive God-Spouses. WHY do people believe this, or why couldn’t I believe?
With the pomegranate bush in bloom, Persephone and Hades’ energies just rolled right off the plant. It is comforting and safe for me. While I do not consider myself a channel or medium, I hope that I do have a good clear understanding of the messages I receive from the goddesses and gods. While this is not the conversation word for word it is the impressions that it left me with this morning that I must write down on paper.

I know rape culture is a thing. It permeates our culture and all the patriarchy back to the first start of this horrific idea before Eve ate the apple. (To which I often hear Lilith at this point reminding me that Eve was framed as was I).

So why do I bristle when I hear Gods perpetuate or have caused rape culture. Persephone reminded me, as did Hekate, that we all have our blinders and here is mine. I have always connected with Persephone, whether it is because she is my spirit sister or something more I don’t know, but there are times when she and I are one. One of Coyvere’s most powerful path walkings was the one where he first met Hades and Hades gave him a hug, calling him Brother. The very first time I met Coyvere was a few days before Halloween in Madison. I could feel the waves of Hades washing off him and oh did my inner Persephone sing. Not with fear or loathing, but with joy and love. A reflection of love and joy that was so powerful it frightened me to my core and it took me two years to understand that what he represented was love. Love that was pure, with no traps, no motives, no tricks. Until I met him I didn’t know that love from men could be pure and untainted. Because until him I had only known men as power and that abusive power that predominated rape culture. What they called love was not love but power seeking to control or bind.

Aphrodite blessed me that day, and I’m not sure how I got so lucky to have been able to spend more than 25 years with a man who does love pure, who understand the patriarchy is in his favor, and that rape culture is a real thing. He works to bring awareness to himself on this issue and having three daughters helps him as well. He could never shame or embrace his own daughters when it came to their ownership of their bodies. Why should they have anything less that he was blessed with just because of genetics?

My blinders, or rose-colored glasses, are that I cannot perceive Hades abusing Persephone or harming her in any way. It is not a part of my story. So, when people say Hades abused and raped Kore/Persephone I cannot see from my story that happening.
Persephone has always been a part of me, even as a small child reading the myth of Hades’ abduction of Persephone into the underworld I’ve felt part of the story was off or wrong. Just one of those gut feelings of there is something wrong here.

When it comes to human interpretation of myth, understanding of myth, and our vast oral storytelling traditions I always think of the telephone game. How one phrase is changed to be a completely different phrase after being passed in whispers from one person to the next. No matter how much we want to believe the stories haven’t changed from when they were first told woman to woman or woman to man around a fire in the middle of a starry night. We know that is not true. Oh, how I dream of hearing the original version of Hades and Persephone before someone decided to embellish the story to reflect themselves. Even jokes we share between friends are changed to reflect the area we are in or the people we are around. Making the joke more understandable to the crowd we are telling it too.

Stories, myths, and jokes are teaching tools and sadly humans respond quicker and learn quicker through fear than love. We never have to practice self-fear, but we have to practice self-love.

Most religions teach us that we are flawed, broken and must live in fear of the gods for they want nothing more than to punishes us for our wrongdoing and miss deeds. My favorite example of this is going away to sleep away camp back in high school. All week between the swimming, archery and cannoning we were told how premarital sex was wrong. Hell, I was still so uninterested in sex at the time that the idea of sex just grossed me out, yes, I was still in my middle teens at this time. But the second to last day of camp the councilors said after a solid week of this anti-sex talk that even THINKING about sex was a sin. I was fucking livid one of the first times I understood the phrase “seeing red”. All I could think was what a horrible trap they had just played. How could thinking about sex be a sin? We wouldn’t be thinking about sex if they hadn’t started the conversation. Now they dare to say that God will punish us for just THINKING about sex. That was just fucked up and wrong. Sex was a blessing from the gods, not a curse or something dirty that one should be ashamed of or hide from. That was the moment that I also realized that I was raised differently than other children my age. I was out of societies box. This was also the first time I clearly saw how religion is different than the gods. How religion is broken.

Science has proven time and time again that religious people are just wrong when it comes to biology. No, my uterus is not just floating aimlessly around in my body. No semen does not contain a fully formed baby that is just waiting to be implanted in the womb to grow to maturity. Yes, animals other than humans do form homosexual life long relationships with one another. The world is not flat. If we can see that the religious writings are interpreted by the society they live in and are changed, why can’t we say the same for myths. The one constant in this should be the gods and goddesses, not the religion that tries to interpret myth for us to their advantage.

Back to Hades and Persephone and the rest of the Greek myths as we understand or read them now. I do believe they were colored, changed from the original meaning of the myth. I always get a nod from any of the gods and goddesses I’m working with that being a yes, the myths have changed.

Do I see Zeus as a bit of a horn dog when I perceive him? Meh, not so much, maybe he can give a suggestive wink in my direction once in a while but no is no and it’s gone no further. Same with Hermes, a hug but never a grope. There is no perception of being taken advantage of because I’m female or human. There is respect. Do I have or have I somehow created a filter, perception, or rose colored glasses that my gods respect me and do not use fear as a tactic to try and control or bend me to their will. They have never had to. Does it make me some fool to trust them? I don’t know.

Because I believe that I reside, or my atman resides, with and is divinity my perceptions or these rose-colored glasses do not let me. Or perhaps it’s part of my non-negotiables that the aspect of divinity that I reside with or resonate with will not harm me but will only act with love never fear, trickery or spite. That is what a patriarchy or a theocracy uses to control its people or worshipers fear. There is plenty to fear in the universe that is outside the god glob thing or the individual human gods we worship. In here, I stumble onto another non-negotiable for myself. Good and evil are spate, evil is not a human construct. Humanity does not have an exclusive right to the creation of or our own actions towards one another of evil deeds.

I am not worshiping or working for a theocracy or a patriarchy. My gods don’t use fear to control or motivate me.

I can see the advantage to using fear – with fear people do not trust themselves or anyone else, they can only turn to deity for support. Then if the gods or goddesses themselves are using fear as part of worship there is no way (to my perceptions) that you can evolve further. You are stuck in your fear.

Do let me clear up one thing – I do not think that people who say they have been abused by a god or god-spouse are lying or wrong in their perception. Because that would be supporting rape culture and I don’t know what they have gone through. Something horrible happened to those people and it’s my job to believe them, to not question their religion or faith, but to help them heal.

Conversations with Deity

Glory here.  Hope has been asking me for quite some time to share conversations with Loki and other Deities who take up residence in my head.  Sharing wisdom and insights I gain from them and being open to asking questions or doing “interviews” of sorts I suppose would be the easiest way to describe it.  The biggest problem here, I have no idea where to start!

“At the beginning is a good place,”  interjects Loki.  Well yes Loki, that is always a good place to start I suppose.  But where is the beginning?  When Loki first decided it would be a good time to make himself heard?  Or when I finally acknowledged that I just may have a touch of Oracle to myself in this life and can really hear what seems to be Deities of old?

Yes, these are two entirely different incidents – the former occurring roughly 5 years ago this month, the latter only happening in full in the last year.  Though, I suppose if I’m entirely honest, I’ve “heard” chatter or gotten insights from Deity for closer to 8 years now.  The chatter and nudges began when I finally decided in earnest to accept my desire for “more” and joined an online Wiccan school.  It seems, in accepting the magic in my life, and actively learning about it, an entire world of possibilities and chatter opened up to me.  (Though, even that isn’t entirely true as the first time I saw/heard the Fae was almost a decade ago in Nettle’s back yard after sharing an offering from the apple pie I was baking.  No longer can I make an apple pie without Fae swarming, but that isn’t really a conversation now is it?)

Back to meeting Loki.  I was in a chat at the online Wiccan school.  I was about to begin grading for our First Degree students, but that had not been announced yet.  One of the students in the chat mentioned work she was doing and was absolutely sure that her grader would know more about Loki than she did.  I mentioned that the possibility was strong the grader wouldn’t, as we all have different areas of expertise and Graders can’t possibly know every Deity.  You see, at that point, I avoided the Norse Deities like the plague.  They held no interest for me.  I was, and still am, very strongly tied to the Celts so saw no need to explore the Norse pantheon.  Loki, however, must have been listening and I heard a very distinctive “I can change that.” For the next half an hour to an hour, he tried to Matrix me and take over a part of my psyche to “download” information about him.

I fought his presence for everything I was worth.  Refusing to let a Deity have any sort of hold or access to me like that was absolutely unthinkable.  While almost purely a mental “fight”, by the end of it I was left light headed, tired, and felt a bit ill.  I thought it was all done and I had won.  Oh, the naivete.  Loki, in the end, refused to give up because I had fought him and fought him off.  I had piqued his curiosity and interest.  Long story short, a scant 9 months later our youngest daughter was born.  When it shouldn’t have happened because we were doing so much to prevent any more children.  (She is the youngest of 4.)  The how and why aren’t important, but the result is he has hung around because he has a vested interest in her, and myself as I raise her.  Has to make sure I do it right, now doesn’t he?

The more she grows, the more I seem to hear Loki (and others.)  But it’s not just the more she grows.  Because as she gets older, I continue to walk my path and learn more about myself, exploring my abilities, my gifts, and learning more about the world around me.  More fully accepting my spirituality and embracing the unknown.  It seems that in doing this, I discover closer ties to Deities and am better able to hear them when they seek to speak to me.  Or deliver messages to others.

While I had talked to Deities and a few other “other” beings, I didn’t truly accept my connection until last year.  Nor not fully at least.  After a couple of incidents last year I’ve decided it’s time to stop running and accept the situation.  I may not always like it, I may not always “rise to the occasion” but I am doing my best to accept it and move forward with dignity and honor the voices and messages.Well, that is after I vet the voices and make sure they are who they say they are.  Because let’s face it, there are a lot of powers and energies out that that want to be heard and will pretend to be someone else for a bit of attention.  Yes, even here I speak from experience.  Experience is a harsh task master.  While walking this path, we only really and truly learn when we practice.  That is why Paganism, Heathenism, Wicca, and similar spiritualities are called a practice.  Because to learn, we must walk the path and practice to gain mastery.  Even then, our “mastery” is only until a new experience comes up that causes us to question, explore and learn anew.

Yes, I realize I sound crazy.  “I can hear Deities talking in my head.”  Prepare the rubber room and the uncomfortable jacket.  Honestly, though, in a world where we accept so much, is it really so hard to believe that a person can hear Deities sharing wisdom and insights for others?  No, I don’t want the attention.  I don’t want half of what is attached to this “gift” most days.  I do, however, miss it and question myself when I don’t hear anything at all.

So, yes.  Moving forward I may share posts now and then under the heading of “Conversations with Loki.”  What they will be, or what I will share, I honestly don’t know.  Knowing Loki, some may be fun and lighthearted while others may be painful for myself or others and cause us to think, evaluate, learn and grow.  (He says to definitely expect those.)  He is a Deity of Chaos and Trickery after all.  Through chaos, we learn.  Through chaos, we grow.  Painfully.  Slowly.  But we learn, and we are stronger for it in the end.  So, until next time, I wish you fun and joy, but most importantly I wish you well!