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asthecrowfliesoverhead · 6 months

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A Mini Playlist for the Morrigan

The Vibes: 🗡️🥀🐦‍⬛✨

King: Florence + the Machine

Tongues and Teeth: The Crane Wives

Take Me to Church: Hozier

Rhiannon: Fleetwood Mac

White Flag: Bishop Briggs

Glory and Gore: Lorde

Enjoy!

#morrigan devotee #the morrigan #irish mythology #celtic paganism #paganism #witchblr #morrigan goddess #witchy playlist #playlist #witchcraft #magick #deity offerings

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touch-starved-apprentice · 8 months

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me: i’m so. y’know.

me: so big sad

me: …

me: *remembers I work with Án Morrígan*

me: oh sHIT NEVERMIND YEAH I’M A HOT BITCH

#IF ANYONES GONNA REMIND ME THAT I AM THAT BITCH IT’S THE PHANTOM QUEEN #SHE’S LIKE GIRLIEPOP I CHOSE YOU. ON PURPOSE.#WITH YOUR DUMB ASS #GET UP AND KEEP GOING YOU’VE GOT HUGS TO GIVE YOU SOFTIE YOU CAN’T DO THAT #IF YOU DON’T FIGHT #YOU DID NOT LIVE PAST AGE THIRTEEN AND THEN AGAIN PAST AGE 18 TO GIVE UP NOW #and I’m like fuck you’re so right I gotta live!!!!!!!!#love her #like fr #an morrigan #the morrigan #pagan #deity work #deity worship #irish paganism #morrigan devotee #not otome #witchblr

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sacredsistersthree · 4 months

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lessons from The Morrigan today, in whatever big or small way they appeared:

you are a warrior, even when your fight seems small or insignificant to you. you are always a warrior, even at rest. your fight is lifelong and you are fighting it.

while it may hurt your heart to acknowledge, you are nourished by death. things must die just as you must eat. plants die, animals die, you live on their death. be grateful to their sacrifice and do not shy away from it. give thanks to it.

you are favored. this does not make you special or unique- it simply means you are loved, just like every spirit is loved. it does not extinguish your struggle, but you can let it push you through your struggle. be inspired by it, do not rest on it.

#the wolf speaks #the morrigan #the morrigan deity #celtic pagan #celtic paganism #the morrigan devotee #the morrigan devotion #the morrigan worship #devotional writing

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wolfhowlwitch · 7 months

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the gods I worship as things and moments and feelings:

The Morrigan: She is the darkness when you step beneath tree cover on an otherwise sunny day; She is a fresh cup of black tea that burns your tongue so slightly; She is the paper cut you don’t know you have- and the sting when you find it while showering; She is bare feet on moss; She is the wind howling at your window, shaking your gutters against your roof; She is a bite of well-made bread, so sharp on the outside that you cut the roof of your mouth, so soft on the inside that the pain subsides; She is scraped knees on concrete; She is the tenderness and intimacy of someone wrapping your wounds; She is the moment when you see something impossible in the corner of your eye; She is the smell of rain and wet grass and storm clouds brewing; She is confidence, all of it- She is the way you feel when you wear your favorite lipstick or shirt or wear nothing at all and admire yourself in the mirror the way that a stranger might admire you from across the bar, or asking for exactly what you need when you need it, getting the raise or the promotion or the loan or the respect because you deserve it and you’ve convinced everyone else of it too, the way you walk when you’re going down the street listening to music and you can feel all eyes on you and you revel in that captivation, the first time you just stop looking at your ex’s social media and you never look again because it no longer serves you and you know you’re better off, the way your thumb hits the “end call” button and you smile to yourself because you get to make your rules and your boundaries and your decisions, waking up and knowing that this is your life and your story and your creation and no one can ever take that away from you so you make a cup of coffee and learn more about yourself than you did yesterday but less than you will learn tomorrow and the next day and the next

Hermes: He is the moment you find the best parking spot; He is the hard-win victory of rolling a natural 20 in DnD, but He is also the humility of rolling a 1; He is the first comforting bite of a convenience store hot dog when you couldn’t afford much else; He is the frantic excitement of running through a field, trying to find what you can no longer see; He is hitting every green light on the way home; He is the joy in adding something new to your collection; He is the mirthful laughter while watching a great comedy with loved ones; He is finding the perfect words to put to paper; He is the frustration of stepping in something wet with socks on, and He is the coziness of putting fresh new socks on; He is the first day you wake up after a nasty cold and you can breathe easy; He is the heartwarming relief when a friend picks you up after a bad day and asks you where you want to go; He is mundane luck, all of it- the time that you get an extra order of fries without having to pay, the job that opened up just when you needed it and they loved you and you start as soon as possible, the penny you find just outside your car door, the milk you forgot about in the fridge but it expires the day after you realized you needed it, the parking meter being broken where you parked and now you couldn’t pay if you wanted to, your favorite show airing on the perfect night of the week for you to sit back and relax and enjoy it, the way you just keep meeting the right people and making friends and discovering joy and finding new talents and falling in love and falling in love with yourself and loving your life even on the hard days because there will always be luck

Hades: He is loud, loud metal blaring over car speakers; He is the wistful memories you have when you look at the urn of a loved one; He is getting your hair just right; He is the needling pain of a new piercing, and He is the radical self-love of making yourself in the image you choose; He is yelling at the characters in a horror film to just pick up a damn weapon already; He is crying and laughing and weeping and smiling at the grave of a friend gone too soon; He is dead flowers hung around the house, the ghosts of their fragrance still lingering; He is eating chocolate chips straight out of the bag; He is the near-silent, darkened city streets lit only by stoplights and neon signs; He is tapping into your inner child and playing air guitar, and He is the callouses on your fingers from actually playing guitar; He is fallen leaves spinning in circles across the parking lot with the wind; He is Halloween decorations kept up all year round; He is the sharpness of the bite your dog meant to be more playful than it was; He is the chill down your spine when you hear an owl late at night, and He is the excitement of hearing the coyotes croon even in the middle of the city; He is mourning, all of it- the memories that throw themselves at the walls of your mind like pebbles at a window, the choked sobs even years later as you wonder who you are without the lost, the moments in which you hear their voice in your head so clear so crisp so loudly you could swear they still sat next to you, the quiet selfish thankfulness that your heart still beats though it beats different now that you know loss, the way you close your eyes while the dirt hits the coffin because this is all just too final, the smile as you run your thumb across the pictures that still hold them even though you no longer can, He is every moment spent thinking about those you lost and all of the regrets and the what ifs and the should haves and the now I know betters

Persephone: She is the refreshment in a cold glass of juice, a glass you drink so readily that droplets pour down your chin and pool on your chest sticky with sweetness; She is the act of putting up paintings in a too-small room, curating the space you have regardless of size; She is the glee in finding September roses, beauty still blooming as the air becomes frigid; She is a bite of fresh fruit, tart and delicious and perfect for the moment; She is the perfume left on the air when you leave, lingering for whoever walks in next- they will know you were there; She is sunshine on the snow, still frozen and always blinding but beautiful in its juxtaposed way; She is the laughter choked through tears at the end of a romantic comedy; She is the smoke wisping away when you blow out the candle; She is pricking your thumb on the thorn of a blackberry bush; She is the delighted squeaking of bats in the trees; She is kisses, all of them- the desperate clinging on a kiss goodbye salty tears finding solace between your lips, the peck on the lips goodnight not chaste but familiar and comfortable and full of love, the grinning through a kiss hello, the kiss on the shoulder of a lover in the shower, the wiping at your grandma’s lipstick on your cheek but smiling nonetheless, the nervous trembling of a first kiss that you’ll laugh at later but in this moment it’s the bravest thing you’ve ever done, the kiss on the head of a child who is learning to tie their shoes and stand their ground and spell their name and be themself and find out just who “themself” is, the kiss you give to your protesting pet while they scramble to escape your arms and the kiss you give when they come running right back for the attention, the teeth dragging against skin in the kiss on the neck- the bruise you leave behind just a mark that you were there and you loved and you felt and you were intertwined with sex and power and divinity and intimacy

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scalpelsister · 1 year

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also matt did call morri The Morrigan which has me thinking thoughts.

#as a devotee of the morrigan i find the raven queen to be a closer exandrian rep but #hmm 🤔#confirmation at least that the irish accents and some of the symbolism w morri is on purpose #critical role #cr lb #listen the theory cog is just turning yanno?

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solar-hedonist · 2 years

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Hi, all! I’m starting fresh with a new username and new blog, and I’m looking for people to follow! So please reblog or comment if you:

Work with/study/worship demons/daemons

Are a devotee of The Morrigan

Are an Indigenous pagan/witch

Practice taboo/baneful magic (especially magic relating to blood or dead things)

Post education on your culture

Are big into hedonism

DNI if you’re a bigot in any way or have a problem with my practices.

#demonolatry #demonology #the morrigan #devotees #baneful magic #my posts

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hades-girl-03 · 3 months

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woah

the weirdest thing (maybe not weird, just VERY unexpected) just happened. i was communicating w/ king hades, doing my thing. but something starts to shift & i ask him if i should be talking w/someone else or...?

and you know who that someone was? The Morrigan. I have done no research into her, much less the celtic pantheon (all i know is i have some irish heritage). but she showed up for a message - not for me to start worshipping or because she wanted to work with me. but just to tell me if i make decisions heart-first it's gonna go BAD. lol.

just something i didn't ever expect to happen. but we'll see. i do want to do research into her and what celtic worship/work looks like because that may be a path i go down. i mean, she's already talking to me before i even thought about working with her, so. that's definitely something to think about.

#hellenic pagan #pagan witch #deity work #deity worship #hellenic polytheism #deity devotion #hades devotee #hades deity #hades worship #the morrigan #morrigan #celtic paganism

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maryhale1 · 4 months

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This time I go with a prayer for The Morrigan ✨

🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟

Mighty Morrigan, Queen of Battle and Fate,

Hear this prayer, O Goddess great.

In shadowed wings and raven's flight,

Guide me through both day and night.

Goddess of sovereignty, strength untold,

In your presence, my spirit unfolds.

Grant me courage, wisdom, and grace,

As I journey through life's tumultuous space.

Morrigan, Phantom Queen, fierce and wise,

Beneath your gaze, transformation lies.

In war or peace, be by my side,

As your devotee, with reverence and pride.

🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟

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greenmansgrove · 2 months

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To Worship a War Goddess in the Modern Era

This devotional writing is dedicated to the Great Queens, Na Morrígna, She who has called me to service. Inspired by a nightmare, this writing is offered to uphold an exchange. May these words aid not in teaching others how to think, but in learning to listen.

One thing since being called by the Morrigan that I’ve had difficulty resolving is the Morrigan’s being a war goddess in the age of the military industrial complex, where wars, especially on the part of the US and other imperialist nations, are fought not for sovereignty or “defense,” like so many USAmericans are raised to believe. Authors on the Morrigan agree war has changed since the days of her worship among the Celts, but none I’ve found talk about what it means to worship her in the face of wars fought for unjust causes and for profit, or the fact that veterans are made forgotten victims instead of honored warriors, or in watching the genocide of the Palestinian people, among other ongoing injustices worldwide. I worry that sovereignty for the Morrigan is equated with imperialism, colonialism, and white supremacy, especially given some personal history interacting with devotees who themselves hold such values. Surely, with just how sick the land and its people are thanks to poverty, climate change, etc., the current “sovereigns” in power do not have the Morrigan’s blessing?

I admit I do not have all the answers or all the vocabulary to speak as strongly as I feel on this topic. As only an Acolyte still forging my relationship with the Morrigan, I am in the process of learning what worship of a war goddess in the modern age looks like. The Morrigan and her care have changed since ancient times, and they should. Her being able to do so speaks to the power of what she represents and the needs of the communities who call on her. Her complexity only grows in the modern age, especially in the face of global economies and imperialism, and as her worship is taken beyond the bounds of her homelands. Thus, I am left wondering how to consider or work with her warlike aspects.

In folklore, the Morrigan is often an antagonist, appears to fight for the “wrong” side, and starts wars out of nowhere. Authors like Courtney Weber (2019) and Stephanie Woodfield (2021) mention that we do not know for what purpose she started wars in ancient times, but both urge that the concepts of war and violence are complex not just to the Morrigan but to humanity. The Morrigan, by her very nature and actions across even her seemingly mortal lifetimes, is a goddess in the grey areas who rejects false binaries between life and death or war and peace. She teaches us not to believe in things blindly or warns us against simple stances on complex subjects. Jewish Witch, devotee of the Morrigan, and staunch anti-Zionist Asa West (2014) says, “The Morrígan implores us not to glorify war or reject all armed conflict on principle, but rather to understand and work through humankind’s propensity towards violence.” I think to deny violence on principal, and especially to uncritically shame its use by others, is a shortsighted stance. I firmly believe in the necessity of violence to end violence. I believe that victims of state-sanctioned violence have a right to defend themselves. I believe that nonviolence has its place (this is the purpose of magick, after all, as well as the Morrigan’s and the Celts’ battle cries, so that enemies may be deterred from battle), but it cannot be the only way to peace when the tools and means to defend oneself are available and help ensure one’s right to life. In these ways, I feel that I understand the Morrigan better. She is not a goddess of war and violence to glorify it, but because it is a facet of our reality. If there are any gods to rule over war, I would want her to be one who understands all its facets, complexities, necessities, goals, and consequences, who mourns as well as celebrates, who seeks peace as its ultimate means, and knows that none of it is so simply defined or easily attained.

So how does the Morrigan fit into modern concepts of war, if we recognize violence as a both a reality and a necessity? To that end, I think it is important to look at the ways war has changed in modern times. To USAmericans and other global imperialist nations, wars are rarely if ever fought locally. Our views of war have become physically distanced as a result of deploying our people overseas, selling weapons to arm other peoples for us, and by employing technologies like drones for environmental terrorism. All this makes obliviousness to and normalization of war easier, contributing to willful ignorance to those impacted by the machinations of individuals who perpetuate and profit from it. As a result of the military industrial complex, I think the purposes of war get lost and even corrupted. I fear oversimplifying this discussion, but I find it important to at least describe how a world economy based on war not only distances us from the realities of war, but makes it easier to forget the different types of, ways that, and reasons for which wars have been and can be fought. Given how often the concept of sovereignty is debated in the Morrigan’s community, perhaps the concept of war requires it, too, because I refuse to believe in a god who would condone the actions of, incite the kinds of violence perpetrated by, or fight for a “side” like those of Israel and United States over the years.

In the modern age, I think the Morrigan incites the internal wars, too, both within the individual and within a country’s political climate through protests, demonstrations, political movements, and the like. These, too, are wars, where violence occurs and where it has shown to be necessary, though not the only armaments for change and peace. Wars for justice in the modern era are ones that have brought us concepts such as Restorative Justice, which seek not only to put an end to things like retributive justice and the concept of a carceral state, but improve the lives of even perpetrators of violence and harm. Woodfield (2021) says of the Morrigan that this is the true cost of peace:

“I could hear the Morrigan in my mind, saying, ‘The true price of invoking peace is that you bless even your enemies, so that all might be whole again.’ Because how you end a battle is sometimes far more important than how you began it in the first place. Or how you fought it […] [A]ll people will remember is how it ended. […] Peace really isn’t peaceful. It’s earned only when you are willing to fight for it.” (p. 67)

Peace doesn’t mean people aren’t held accountable—that’s among the ideas that Restorative Justice seeks to uphold. Peace means ensuring all involved parties learn, grow, and heal from the experience.

And it is why that I believe the Morrigan revels in these grey areas of the definitions of and purposes for war. All authors agree the Morrigan is a peace-bringer as much as she is a war-maker. Those who analyze her mythologies will tell you she wages the wars she does specifically to bring about the kind peace she ushers at the end of the Battles of Moytura. Perhaps the true reasons of the wars mentioned in the mythologies are lost to time or have been romanticized for the purposes of a good story, but there are still lessons to be learned there, I think, for the Morrigan’s faithful.

I am personally drawn to the myth of Macha Mong Ruad, who, in defeating Dithorba’s sons, did not kill them, but charged them with constructing her fort, Emain Macha. Rather than killing those men, she reintegrated them into society, she gave them work, and she presumably treated them well so that they could complete that work. I see that work being a form of justice as they took part in the construction of safety and peace against which they had originally rallied out of selfishness and disrespect for Macha’s sovereignty and gender identity. I imagine they most definitely were outcasts among Macha’s people henceforth. Her people even question why she spared the men in the first place. Shame is a necessary for accountability to take place, and it is sadly something perpetrators of violence and injustice avoid or refuse to let themselves feel, because oppressors can only ever imagine the violence they commit being done unto them. Macha’s decision was an important one for her to make so that not only was peace maintained and her power demonstrated, but also so Dithorba’s sons could be given time to learn the lessons of their transgressions and experience all facets of accountability, including shame.

Peace is a war, too, as we try to heal and restore others to health and happiness, give even our enemies the space not just to learn from and internalize the lessons we have sought to teach them through war, but now ensure that they thrive because of it. Revenge on and eradication of our enemies is what we have been taught war is in the modern era, but I prefer to entertain the notion that that is not what it should be. I would love to reach an era where international wars are fought differently, where machines of violence are eradicated, and where the struggle is spent learning to empathize, learning to negotiate, and learning to wish wellness upon even the people who have hurt us. Revenge and retaliation distract us from and become easy ways out of the harder, healthier work. Thus, we must work to get there, which in this day and age means making use of the tools available to us in order to secure not only our survival and victories, but our abilities to thrive afterwards.

I like to think the Morrigan knows all this, too, and this is what she wants. If she didn’t before, then maybe she knows now as her worshippers have found her across all corners of the globe and as she has grown and changed with them. I think it is important to remember that faith and spirituality are ecologies: there are things gods can do that mortals cannot, and there are things mortals can do that gods cannot, so they rely on one another. I think that ecology includes the negotiations for change and growth, if we are all living and continually changing aspects of nature. Change is good, change is expected. It is a war goddess like the Morrigan, whose changes are near constant, I would trust with the domain of war. May we all, in the face of war both just and unjust, learn to grow, change, and heal together just as fervently as we fight.

#the morrigan #free palestine #druidism #devotional writing #lots of writing this week #trying to get it done ahead of the dark moon this weekend so i can make good on a request i feel the morrigan is making of me #thid has been in the drafts since January and since my February mew moon ritial i have been receiving #clear signs that I should finish what i started #so here we are

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xxswag-daddy-69xx · 5 months

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Moments When I Feel The Presence Of My Deities

I got this idea from @persephonesfoxway, who in turn got this idea from @caduceussky! Please give both of them a follow! ^^

☀️Apollo:

When I'm working on freelance work (I'm a video editor)

When I sing solo karaoke in my room

When I take morning walks

When I do tarot card readings

When I smell something citrus-y

When I play DnD (he loves to listen in)

🌖 Cerridwen:

When I listen to Celtic Woman

When I research something I'm interested in

When I think about my Celtic heritage (she's the one that pushed for me to delve further into it)

When I look at the moon

When I read poetry

When I write in my Book of Shadows (She's really big about me gaining knowledge and learning more about my craft and the path that suits me best. I can feel her pride with every new spell I take the time to learn and write down)

🦋 Oonagh:

When I see butterflies (like I said before, she LOVES butterflies)

When I think about my childhood

When I watch dance videos (she's been adamant about me taking it up myself)

When I think of Spring

When I practice self care

When I put a gift together for my partner (she always seems so excited to listen whenever I gush about him and I can feel her smile whenever I take the time to put together something to show him I'm thinking of him)

💀 Hades:

When I walk by the graveyard near my workplace (was the place that truly had me start feeling his presence)

When I spend time with my younger sibling (they're a Hades devotee and I can always feel him right there with us whenever we're together)

When I see a dog

When I brew peppermint tea

When I watch a horror movie or video series

When I wear all black

⚔️The Morrigan:

When I feel that burning rage in the face of injustice (the landscape of current Twitter certainly made that feeling well known)

When I'm playing a difficult video game

When I see the color red

When I show support to my friends and loved ones

When I go through with doing something that initially made me feel scared or anxious (despite her being new to my space, I'm starting to realize that her presence has been here for a long time; ever since I started on this journey figuring out who I am)

When I take the time to move my body and exercise

#witchcraft #deity work #apollo deity #cerridwen #goddess oonagh #the morrigan #hades deity #pagan wicca

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asthecrowfliesoverhead · 6 months

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Introduction: my relationship with the Morrigan 🥀🗡️🐦‍⬛

Collage for the Morrigan

**hello witches and friends**

My name is Morgan (funny enough-) and I’ve been a (semi) practicing witch coming up on 7 years now, which is insanely hard for me to believe. What started as a simple curiosity turned into a major part of my life.

I first connected with the Morrigan a few years ago, over the years our relationship has developed and now she is my Matron deity. When I was first looking into deities, she never even crossed my mind. I started off with the Greek pantheon because it was the most popular. There were easily accessible resources and that’s what I thought would be the best path. Little did I know, that is not what would be happening. One day, I decided I was going to do a guided meditation through which I was hoping a deity would present themselves to me. Let me tell you - it didn’t disappoint. In my minds eye I was in a large courtyard and there was a beautiful woman. She had on a crow headdress and a flowing black dress, her skin was pale - lacking all color. She had thick black hair and the darkest red lipstick I had ever seen. Blood was falling from her lips. And even though she was “dark” I remember being struck by how gorgeous she was. Without speaking, she put what appeared to be a ruby in my hand. I held it gently as it dissolved into blood on my hands. She just smiled at me. She told me that blood wasn’t always something to be afraid of - it was the very thing that gives all people life. That was my first experience with her and I was blown away.

After that, I did more research into her and decided to pursue a partnership. Growing up, I had a rough home life and I was always someone people would walk all over because I just couldn’t regulate my emotions. I was so sensitive that anything anyone did would crush my soul. In my years since working with her as my Matron, I’ve become much more confident and willing to fight for myself and the things I believe in. That’s just the tip of the iceberg. I feel like it’s difficult to explain a years long relationship with the divine in a simple post but it’s something that is important to me.

May I live as the crow flies

Darkly and bravely

Protecting my friends

And remembering those who harm me in the heat of battle

May these people get what is theirs in due time

Oh Morrigan

Phantom Queen

Badb, Macha and Nemain

Give me the strength to live in confidence

Give me the confidence to defend my love and my peace

#paganism #pagan witch #the morrigan #celtic paganism #morrigan devotee #matron goddess #witchcraft #witchblr

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bacchant-of-dionysus · 5 months

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Sorry for the extended hiatus! I am back and ready to share more of my study and worship practices. I also have an email address now, where you can contact me with any in depth questions you might have, or if you want any kind of help or guidance - [email protected]

With that said, who here worships who, and how did you find this path? I’ll go first:

I am somewhat unique in that I only worship one god in the entire Greek pantheon despite believing in the existence of all of them. For this reason I call myself a Hellenic pagan as opposed to a Hellenic polytheist.

I found this path after years of attempting to find solace in the gods. I tried the abrahamic god of Christianity first. I then leant toward the Greek gods, especially Apollo, but was put off after reading a rant by a Greek person about the disrespect and fetishisation foreigners bring to the practice. I decided to heed his advice and worship the gods of my own lineage. This is when I began to pray to the Irish goddess of death and prophecy - The Morrigan. She was far too dark and gritty of a goddess for me at this time. I was in need of nurturing and love, and she was, and is always, in need of soldiers. I am no warrior or soldier. I am tender hearted and thin skinned.

But most of all I was severely sexually repressed due to my undiagnosed gender dysphoria. The Morrigan is a goddess of dark sexuality, and not a deity someone as inexperienced as myself should have attempted to build a connection with. Worship is one thing, but the two way communication I sought in the gods was not able to be fulfilled by her. It was, but just the once. I made a promise to her to stop harming myself and I felt her put armour on my body. I failed to keep my promise. She didn’t take revenge on me for breaking my promise, but I never felt her presence again. I was not ready for her, and she knew it. I felt a sense of pity from her almost. Despite this, her ravens continued to watch over me for quite some time. Even my mother noted there were ravens everywhere when I was around in those days. I was stupid and inexperienced and suffering, and though she knew I wasn’t ready to be her devotee, she never harmed me. For that I am eternally grateful, as her wrath is often deadly.

I sat with the emptiness I felt in myself for quite some time. I remembered back to my early interest in the Greek pantheon, and how I had always felt drawn to Dionysus. Despite my lack of Hellenic heritage, he was a perfect fit for me - this god of queerness, sexual liberation, freedom and insanity was exactly who I needed for guidance in growing up. My first sexual experience was with Dionysus. I don’t really tell people this, because it sounds insane, blasphemous and self centred, but I know what I felt and it isn’t something I can really explain. Through Dionysus I have become so much more comfortable in my body, my sexuality and myself. I went from someone whose own mother referred to them as ‘prudish’ to a confident young man who was happy to flaunt his femininity and sexuality and speak up about his needs.

I have neglected my worship of Dionysus for quite some time. I have been really struggling and busy looking after my burnt out partner along with trying to take care of myself. But Dionysus has quietly been there for me in ways that aren’t always apparent. I feel his love for me. He wears many faces - a father figure, a brother, a best friend, a lover, a mentor, a king, a god. He has been all these things to me throughout my time with him.

So, my friends and followers of the ancient gods - how did you find your faith? And more importantly, how did you keep it?

#dionysus #hellenic polythiest #hellenic pagan #bacchus #witch #witchcraft #greek gods #paganism #helpol #hellenic gods #pagan faith

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sacredsistersthree · 8 months

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sometimes The Morrigan is the Three Witches from Macbeth, sometimes She’s the Sanderson Sisters, and sometimes She’s the Kanker Sisters. you never get to pick which.

#the wolf speaks #the Morrigan #the morrigan devotion #the morrigan deity #the morrigan devotee #the morrigan worship #celtic paganism #Celtic pagan #pagan humor #witch humor #witchblr #paganblr

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wolfhowlwitch · 16 days

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determined. cunning. fierce.

The Morrigan hunts alongside you.

devotional piece of artwork for The Morrigan! my love for Her is unyielding and explosive, and I hope to have gotten that across in this piece.

my commissions are open, please shoot me a message if you’re interested!

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coinandcandle · 2 years

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Brigid Deity Guide

Who is Brigid?

Translated as “The Exalted One” in Old Irish, Brigid is a Gaelic-Celtic Goddess of many things including fire, poetry, fertility, spring, and craftsmanship. Other spellings of her name are Brig, Brighid, or Brigit.

Not unlike many of the Tuatha Dé Danan, Brigid is thought to be a Triple Goddess, similar to The Morrigan. Some believe this means she is three sister goddesses or that she is one goddess made of three different aspects. These sisters, or aspects depending on your belief, would be Brigid the Healer, Brigid the Smith, and Brigid the Poet.

By far Brigid was one of the most popular goddesses of the Celts, as she had variations across the Celtic world where her name was Brigantes or Briganti.

The Welsh know her as Ffraid, in Scotland her name is Brìghde/Brìde.

Parents and Siblings

Dagda (Father)

Aengus (Brother)

Midir (Brother)

Aed (Brother)

Cermait (Brother)

Bodb Derg (Brother)

Lovers or Partners

Bres

Children

Ruadán

Epithets

The Exalted One

The High One

Brigid of the Hearth

Notes

Though the Dagda has been established as Brigid’s father, it’s not certain who her mother is. Some say Danu, others say The Morrigan, though this is less likely. I personally have yet to find anywhere that names a mother with any evidence.

Brigid is considered a Mother Goddess.

Brigid has been conflated with the Catholic St. Brigid, who was the daughter of a converted Druid. It is believed by some that St. Brigid of the Catholic church was inspired by the Goddess. The two share many features and even a holiday.

St. Brigid’s day is February 1st and lands on the same day as the Irish-Pagan holiday Imbolc, leading some folks to believe that the saint is a Christianized version of the ancient goddess. However, no study has found there to be any historical link between them.

Brigid was likened to the Roman Minerva, the Greek Athena, as well as the Proto-Indo-European goddess of the dawn.

Brigid has also been known to go by Dana or Danu, though they are also separate deities.

In mythology, Brigid invented Keening, which is a mix of weeping and singing while mourning the death of her son.

Brigid is heavily linked to Irish Holy wells.

Brigid is also known for prophecy as she was worshipped by seers.

She is associated with fire due to her associations with the hearth and smiths

Ultimately there is very little historical information about Brigit, surprising considering she is so popular now and was popular even in the past.

Modern Deity Work

Disclaimer - Not all of these are traditional or historic correspondences nor do they need to be. However, any correspondence that can be considered traditional will be marked with a (T).

Correspondences

Rocks/Stone/Crystals

Gold

Brass

Iron

Fire Agate

Warm colored stones

Herbs/Plants

Oak (T)

Rowan

Clovers

Heather

Chamomile

Early spring flowers

Blackberries

Animals

Boar (T)

Oxen (T)

Serpents

Offerings

Milk (T)

Honey

Alcohol

Candles

Coins (T)

Acts of Devotion

Light a candle

Hold a bonfire for her (or use your fireplace)

Create or recite a poem for her (T)

Hone your craft, whatever it may be!

References and Further Reading

Brigid, Bright Goddess of the Gael - Mythicalireland

Brigid - Mythopedia

Brigit - Britannica

Brigit - Mythus Wiki

Brigid - Druidry.org

Myth and Legends of the Celtic Race by Thomas Rolleston via Sacred Texts

Song of Brigit - Celtic Wonder Tales by Ella Young via Sacred Texts

The Spirit of the Celtic Gods and Goddesses by Carl McColman and Kathryn Hinds

Devotees and Followers to check out:

@mrs-k-cottage-witchch

@polyteleology

@the-purvashadha

as recommended by the community.

Edited for accuracy.

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theindigowolfwitch · 2 months

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To The Morrigan

You whispered to me this morning, "You are mine" and in answer to your call I declare:

I AM YOURS

Your humble devotee

Your spirit daughter

Your warrior in this life and the next

You are the pride that swells in me when I overcome an obstacle in my path, the sharing of whispered fears under the cover of night, the sharp inhale at the drawing of blood, the feeling of righteous anger rising like a serpent from my gut, my motivator to keep pushing even when things seem impossible. You are my inspiration and my guide. My heart and soul long to be swept up by your raven wings and view the totality of life and death through your glittering eyes.

In endless devotion to you, with all my love, reverence, and respect, Hail Morrigan, Hail Morrigan, Hail Morrigan!

I AM YOURS

I will not forget ever again

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