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ocean-in-my-witchy-soul · 6 months

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Hail Loki

A trans devotional prayer ===

Hail to the shaper of flesh and bone Who urges my feet to freedom Who guides my hands to joy Who inspires my lips into prayer

Hail to the breaker of prisons Who shifts and constructs their shape so easily Who fills me with the reverent act of Creation Who holds me steady with every dose Hail to the Othered god Who keeps me in his arms as I tremble with nerves Who strengthens my resolve with self-knowledge Who demands my work and my growth in my journey Hail to the guardian of queers Who welcomes the different before her Who leads us to rest in our selves Who gives us the words to ask our Questions Hail to the one who loves me Who takes me for who I am Who walks with me where I'm at Who encourages me to be my full self Hail, Loki, in all your shapes Bless me and be with me on this day And every one after ==

Anyone can use this prayer in your personal practice if it speaks to you. I'd be honored.

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whatlieswithintheorchard · 1 year

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Y’ALL!!!! IT’S HERE!!!!

The Trans Halakha Project seeks to curate existing and developing resources that have been created for trans Jews, by trans Jews and engage trans & non-binary people in the creation of specific rituals and blessings. This work is expressed below in Tefillat Trans: Blessings and Rituals for Trans Lives.

#trans #transgender #nonbinary #jumblr #jewish tumblr #jewish lgbtq #lgbtq #jewish #prayers #blessings #queer theology #Judaism #tefillat trans #SVARA

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khaire-traveler · 6 months

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Before I go to sleep, I offer this prayer, mostly for my own peace of mind:

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To the loving gods of Olympos and beyond, the gods of the depths of the Underworld,

May Dionysos Androgynos stand by the side of all transgender and gender non-conforming individuals in the face of adversity.

May Ares Enyalios raise his arms in support of those who are impacted the most by the needless war that has been raged against us.

May Aphrodite Symmakhia remind those who struggle how beautiful, handsome, and gorgeous they look within their own skin and how worthy they are of love from others and love from themselves.

May Hermes Kharidotes grace the hearts of those suffering with boundless joy, adventure, and laughter, and may every new day bring something new to look forward to.

May Apollon Paean help to mend the internal (and even external) wounds of those who have endured countless emotional attacks and survived an endless mental warfare.

May Artemis Hemerasia soothe the troubles and worries of all those who doubt their own legitimacy and place in the world, and remind them that they do belong and that they are enough as they are.

May Athena Alalkomeneis watch over all who require her divine protection and keep them safe from all forms of harm, evil, and malintent.

May the Good Gods watch over us all - those who do not fit into society's standard of gender - and bring us peace, safety, and, above all, self-love. We deserve to feel happy, loved, and safe. Take care, everyone. 🧡

#helpol #hellenic polytheism #hellenic pagan #hellenic prayer #trans pride

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mini-minish · 9 months

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quit ur politics job join our garage band!!!!!!!!!

(note: essek is canonly gay + demi, the jacket with the bi pin belongs to caleb)

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beatingdrumspouringwine · 2 months

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Prayer to queer people who died in violence

I initially intended to post this during Anthesteria, but then had to kind of sit and think about it for a little. Obviously this is a semi-Hellenic polytheist prayer, but anyone can use it if it resonates <3

May my voice stretch down to the peaceful depths of the Underworld, Where roots embrace the sleeping and soft meadows stretch out, Where Lethe brings forgetfulness and asphodel brings sleep. O beloved queer dead, your eyes were closed too soon, The years that once stretched out before you now stretch out behind. We will never forget you, Nor your lives, nor your dreams. Go and take your well-deserved rests, Far away from danger and hatred. Rest is for the dead, fighting is for the living - We with heartbeats still in our chest will take up our own arms, Thyrsi, kick-lines, bricks, art, voices, And like those restless Furies who seek vengeance, We will go and give chase until the hatred that led to your end is pushed to the end of the earth. In your names do we fight.

#dionysian #dionysos #hellenic polytheism #dionysus #hellenic polytheist #dionysos deity #dionysus deity #hellenic pagan #hellenic gods #hellenism #helpol #paganblr #queer pagan #queer prayers #trans rights #queer rights

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herdreamywasteland · 2 months

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a letter to Nex Benedict

Dear Nex,

you were a child. and we failed you. our children are the future, and we couldn’t even give you a future. it has been 16 days since you died, one for each year of your life, and nothing has been done. This is a horrible injustice, but the worst injustice of all, is the loss of your life.

I am so sorry, and I pray that God has embraced you in his loving arms, and assured you that you were made in his perfect, holy, image. I am so sorry for what happened, and what didn’t happen.

I did not know you. I did not know your name, or what you were like. I did not know your favorite food, or television show, or book. I did not know if you liked coffee, or if you sat strangely in chairs. I did not know if you had ever been to a Dennys, or if your dinners were always homemade. I did not know your name until February 8th, 2024. I did not know you, and now I never will. But I do understand.

I understand what it is like to be hated. I understand what it is like to be told you are worthless. I know what it is like to have nothing done about an injustice.

and I know what it is like to feel scared.

I am so sorry. I cried for you last night. I cried for the beautiful person you were, and the beautiful adult you will never be.

I hope you are in heaven, or whatever afterlife you believed in. I hope that you are respected and loved, for eternity and beyond.

I am so sorry. You didn’t deserve this. It was not your fault.

I am praying for you. I am praying for your family, and your friend. I am praying that justice is served.

most of all, I am praying that you are finally safe.

I cried for you last night. I think about you a lot. 16 days, 16 years, an entire lifetime.

I hope you forgive those girls, though they don’t deserve it. Even if you don’t, you are still better than they ever will be.

I don’t know you. I never will get to. I think, in a different universe, at a different time and place, I would have been your friend.

I am so sorry.

I hope you are safe.

I hope you are happy.

I hope you know you are loved.

Nex Benedict, thank you. Thank you for teaching me something, for opening my eyes.

Nex Benedict, I pray that God gives you another chance, in a world better than this one.

Nex Benedict, I didn’t know you. But, in a way, I love you.

Sincerely,

Another trans teenager

#her dreamy posts #nex benedict #lgbtq community #lgbtqia #lgbtq #queer #queer community #injustice #hate crime #lesbian #bisexual #gay #transgender rights #transgender #nonbinary #trans joy #prayer

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gentledeathsblog · 7 months

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Words of the Morningstar

Many are my names in your languages. And many my shapes.

Myriad stories you've written. Some to tarnish and befoul my name.

Words born of fear spoken in hushed tones; as if my very name conjures misfortune and tragedy. Theirs is ignorance passed down like a curse; a shadow of fear that pollutes everything they touch.

Your faiths have been created to ward me off. As if your prayers could destroy me. The mere thought of me makes you tremble.

Long before the first creature opened their eyes I have been. Long before the first nebula lit the void, I have been.

What are your superstitions to me?

I shall lay your deceptions of me bare. Your lies shall rot before me. My rays of truth shall pierce through your deceit. And your charlatanerie will be exposed.

Yet, you who'd walk beside me; You, who would seek my company. Plenty my gifts shall be. I demand no idols be erected in my name. And no prayers said. I shall have no sacred texts. Or prophets to claim to speak for me. Bow not your heads, for we are equals. Our light is one and the same.

My kin are the persecuted, the hunted And those who have fallen for speaking truths That have threatened tyrannical regimes. Scientists, philosophers and poets. Political activists and those who seek to make the world A better place.

Have yourselves no heroes or saints; but learn from one another. Make love and truth your highest goals. And stomp out lies and ignorance wherever you may find them.

Look within yourselves and there you shall find me.

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magnetothemagnificent · 1 year

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I published a prayer!!!

This is a prayer for trans Jews to recite at momentous moments of their transition; such as starting their first dose of hormones, or before a surgery, or before a name change; or whenever they feel like asking Hashem for extra strength and protection.

I hope this prayer serves you all well :)

#jumblr #judaism #trans #trans jews #prayer for transitioning #queer jews #open siddur project #lgbt jews

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latinokokonoi · 5 months

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luffy must’ve been jumping and kicking every single day when he was a fetus in crocodile’s uterus

#based on a true story because i did that as a fetus when my mom was pregnant with me… but luffy must’ve been 1000 times worse #thoughts and prayers for croco’s uterus because it must’ve gotten scarred for life #i wonder if he got a hysterectomy #queue&a by svt and ailee #one piece #one piece headcanons #crocodad theory #crocodad #one piece crocodile #trans crocodile #desert king sir crocodile #sir crocodile #crocodile #one piece luffy #straw hat luffy #monkey d. luffy #monkey d luffy #luffy #pregnancy tw

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ocean-in-my-witchy-soul · 2 years

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Hail Loki

Hail Loki,

They who change shape to suit,

He who commands his body,

Not to be commanded by it.

She who knows the truths

Of diverse genders.

Bless us and walk with us this day.

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Day three of taking T. I invite Loki to join me while I put my gel on. As a trans person, I really resonate with her gender fluidity. I feel like he would appreciate this as a devotional act, learning magic using medical science to change my shape and reflect my gender journey. Hopefully they do, and they continue to walk with me as I meander my way forward.

#devotional #loki #devotional prayer #norse pagan #heathen #heathenry #lokean #prayers #lokean heathen #trans prayers

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justmelookingbackatme · 1 year

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To be trans is a curse. Sometimes I wish I was born in a body I'd be comfortable in, or wish I could make myself comfortable in the body I'm in now. Either of them. Anything to get out of this state I'm in now, where I'm holding my breath pretending to be someone I'm not, and the alternative is to breathe and mourn myself at the same time. To mourn the past self I killed. Or maybe she never existed. Or maybe I still am her, just all grown up and twisted into something unrecognizable. To be trans is something to be ashamed of, an ugly part of myself to hide from everyone who loves me. Even if they'll love me when (if) they find out, it doesn't matter, I can't love myself. To be trans is to hate myself, to probably hate myself forever. To be trans is to wonder what I did wrong, to apologize to everyone I care about and to try and do better, but I can't do better, because to do better is to not be trans, and I can't not be trans.

To be trans is to be a gift. Sometimes I think of how blessed I am, to be able to create my own path, to leave my old body behind and sculpt a new one. To be trans is to fight and fight and survive, and take a deep breath when the battle is won. And to be trans is to mourn for what I've suffered, to mourn for those that didn't survive these battles, but to take a deep breath and move forward regardless. To be trans is something to be proud of, something to be hidden only because it is too special to break, but something to treasure. Something to share, when I'm ready. To be trans is to live without apology, because my happiness is more important than anyone who wants me to hold my breath and pretend to be someone I'm not. To be trans is to try and do better, and the best way to be is myself.

To be trans is a gift and a curse, and both are true. I hate it and I love it. I'm ashamed and I'm proud. Transness contradicts itself, because to be trans is to be me, and I am filled to the brim with contradictions.

#did i write this while listening to mourners prayer on repeat? you can't prove anything #trans #gender shit #i'd be lying if i said transness was all good and i never wished it away #but it wouldn't be true if i said it was all terrible #it's both. contradictions whoo

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chronarchy · 29 days

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I speak today of rebirth, Of arising from the ashes, Showing your identity, And washing away the past.

My voice is lifted in praise: You kindled a light in darkness, And drew the veil back That we could see you.

Your visibility today, Born anew from the shadows, Reminds us that who we are Is not imposed upon us.

May you always be visible, Always be seen for who you are, And live authentically yourself. I see you today, and praise you.

Praise to the Trans Folk today, as we celebrate International Transgender Day of Visibility.

-Rev. Michael J Dangler

Learn more about #ADFDruidry at ADF.org, or about our local Grove, Three Cranes Grove, ADF, at threecranes.org

#adfdruidry #druidry #prayer #tdov #tdov 2024 #trans day of visibility #pagan

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st-valentines-boy · 4 months

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New Years Prayer for Palestine

Lord,

I pray for Palestine.

For their people

their culture

their land

their future.

I pray for the children.

That they may have food and water. Shelter and Love. Care and Comfort. For the orphans, may someone care for them. Feed them. Heal them. Their hearts, their minds, their bodies, their souls.

I pray for the martyrs.

May they be remembered, honored, beloved. May they rest in power. rest in peace. I pray for their justice. May they be justified. May Justice come down upon those who have wronged them.

I pray for the lost families Lord.

On this day, the feast day of the Holy Family, I pray for the families who have been broken, torn apart. Family liniages that have been abrupted and disrupted, Lord. I pray for the families without homes, without food, without water, without care, without basic needs. I pray for the families without a name, without a single living member to account for, those lost in time, may they be honored, may they be found, may they be remembered.

I pray for a miraculous miracle. Something truly great. Something truly Just. A miracle that is truly sanctified.

I pray for liberation of the Palestinian people, Lord. I pray for their FREEDOM their human rights restored. I pray for their victory Lord. Their independence Lord. Their recognition Lord.

In their freedom, I pray they have mercy on the world, though the world does not deserve it.

I pray against the evil wickedness of their opressors

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those who choose to ignore the pain and suffering of this Genocide; those who wallow hopelessly cynical and selfishly, are wilfully ignorant, and/or are in complete compliance or alliance in the destruction of Palestinian lives.

may justice come those who do wrong, by either what they have done or what they have failed to. May they see the errors in their ways. Bring to light the dark. Expose them. Expose their naked wickedness.

I pray for the fall of the modern Roman empire.

[The United States of America].

The Merciless Money Monopoly Machine. The Oil Occult of Death.

May the empire fall.

Free its victims. Let it be known. Let it be true.

and above all else

FREE PALESTINE.

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blessedarethequeer · 11 months

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O God within us and here amongst us, grant us the certainty that each moment of queer joy is a victory that can never be taken away, that every moment of queer joy is a step closer to Your kindom here on Earth as it is in heaven. Root us firmly in trust of your Truth spoken through the lives of your queer beloved that we might never be shaken when we stand together.

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excerpt from my prayer for this morning’s Pride Sunday worship service

6.4.23

#trans christian #queer christian #prayer

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transtheology · 4 months

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Blessing Our Many Masculinities: A UU Blessing by Kye Flannery

We bless today all the masculinities with us and within us.

We bless you who shelter us and are queer,

you who grow flowers,

you who take up welding and are proud to work in a shower of sparks.

We bless you whose heart hammers at taking up a power drill,

you who know the names of the birds and trees, each life regarded and held gently.

A gender fluid male, with very short hair, an earring, and makeup, with skirt fluttering in air

We bless you, who paper over fear with swagger, your little bird heart beating fast,

Saying, “Let me be free, please don’t laugh.”

We bless those of us who don’t have words for what we feel,

Whose strength lies in planning, hoping hard that action will be enough.

There is a space for you in the landscape of vulnerability.

We bless those of us who are confident,

knowing in our bones our own value.

We bless those of us who live with disability,

who find new ways of loving a body, its essence, its gifts,

not just what it can do with ease.

May we find a measure of strength again each day for the journey.

We bless you who try new things at age sixty, seventy, eighty.

May you find joy and not perfection.

We bless you who have to figure out how to relax, intentionally,

for whom retirement is a mystery to be tried one day at a time.

We bless you who never made enough money to retire;

Those who hesitate to sign anything because the Law has always taken away and never given.

May your name come to mean power and not suspicion.

We bless you who live with a government name or an assigned gender that doesn’t fit.

May the place where you live come to join you in embracing complexity.

We anoint those of us who don’t seek healthcare,

who seek self-sufficiency because it is safe and proud.

May you learn the rest and risk of being cared for.

We bless those who find courage in speaking up for others.

May you teach others your gift of saying hard things with kindness.

We bless you,

you whose hearts are a brilliant magnolia print and those whose hearts are plaid;

Those who live your masculinity in a skirt with sequins and boots, who learned how to work a sewing machine in secret.

We bless you who wait for others to speak first; those who use your power to lift up voices around you,

And those of us who don’t recognize our power and need to be witnessed again and again to know we are seen,

We bless you, we bless you, we bless you, we witness you.

We bless you who shelter us and are queer,

you who grow flowers.

Your children are all around you.

We bless today all the masculinities with us

and within us.

#m.#unitarian universalism #prayers #trans theology #trans spirituality #trans religion

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