I've realized how clingy I am to my gods. And. To be quite honest, I've seen too many people saying it's bad to be so. To be attached to them.
I understand the statement, but, at the same time, loving and getting attached to your deities is a part of the journey. It's bound to happen when you bond, one way or another. Stronger, or weaker. You'll get used to them. Comfortable. Regardless of what type of relationship you may have with them. (Romantic, parental, mentor, ect.)
And it isn't a bad thing!
For example, I've found out Hekate is my soul mother. And, ever since, I've been purely a mama's boy to her. Sleeping in her arms and spending time burying myself in her presence. I don't find it humiliating or shameful like I thought it would - I thought, since they're a god, it doesn't matter if we have a strong soul bond between us. "I should stay in a mortals place." I was always told, I always thought.
I'll say this for free, you're loved. You're worthy of expressing it, of feeling it, of being vulnerable and soft with it. Being yourself. Especially with your gods. Especially with the ones who are spoused to your soul.
Your deities love you. You're allowed to love them back. You're allowed to cry to them until you can't breathe. You're allowed to hug on to them and have them to hold you lovingly. You're allowed to say how much you love them and feel their reciprocation flowing through your soul.
Divine love is euphoric. It's something so powerful and raw. Something so spectacular. To feel their love rush through you is greater than any drug in the world. The very hands that have power to rip you to shreds instead caress your skin and adore you. That love and cherish you just as much as you do them, more than you can comprehend. And you're worthy of feeling it.
There's no shame in feeling love, in giving love, &/or receiving love from the gods. It's one of the very foundations of why we worship in the first place. Love has infinite forms, love is various between each individual. It's in everything. So why deny it? Why try and tell people that it's wrong, or that it's blasphemy when simply everything, in one way or another, comes back to love?
Love your deities. Let them love you. It's your heart. Don't let others tell you how to use it.
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something so scary but so sexy about the word "hallow", particularly when it's used to mean something you can do to someone rather than something. to hallow someone, to be hallowed. and it's mostly word association i suppose but part of it to me is how close "hallow" is to "hollow". turning someone holy, emptying them out of everything that actually makes them who they are in the process. do you understand. do you feel me
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Blood on a boundary stone. The smell of peat smoke. The gathering of crows in a field, the call to the night’s roosting place. The cold damp rolling out of the mouth of a cave. An ash-tree thrusting upwards straight and grey. The baying of hungry hounds. Whisky burn in the back of your throat.
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I love loving my deities. I love that I stayed with them throughout my toughest times and that they stayed as well. I love that I get to experience them despite everything and everyone who said I couldn't. I love how loved they make me feel. I love feeling their energy. I love meditating with them. I love doing tarot readings with them &/or for them. I love helping people discover their deities and helping them out with struggles I faced alone so now I have the knowledge to help them. I love how I can grow as a person with my deities. I love how I know I'll be happy when I pass mortality. I love how I'm loved. I love how everyone has someone out there that loves them. I love how everyone has someone out there who wants to protect and communicate with them. I love how justice is served. I love how everyone's experience with a deity is different. I love finding out new things about my deities and getting my own personalized facts about them from them. I love being able to be myself with my deities. I love saying goodnight and goodmorning to them. I love how warm they make me feel when I blow them kisses at the end of my prayers. I love feeling them around me. I love getting to hear their jokes and know what they think of me. I love getting to know them. I love seeing other people be so happy with their deities after overcoming fears. I love seeing people overcome their past traumas and deciding to be in the presence of divinity despite it. I love how loving deities can be to their devotees and spouses. I love how everyone's beliefs are different. I love.
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Apollo’s at his best when his speech patterns are “21yo college frat boy meets ye olde theatrical actor”. He responds with things like “But hark! Behold!” and “you should’ve been there, man. It totally rocked” in the same breath and kicks the fight or flight reflexes of every demigod in a mile radius into survival mode
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so this is who laudna and imogen were calling to while taking a moment alone from the group, under the moonlight, after which they stole a kiss together
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