A few days ago, I officially welcomed other Netjeru back into my life.
Not that they ever left, mind you, and I certainly did not send them away. 560 more words
“Rise,” She says, “rise as I have shown you, Beloved of Mine. But when you open your mouth, let not fire come forth. Let words flow like precious water as My Flames anoint your head as if a crown.” 117 more words
The question of “What does a modern-day Oracle look like?” is one I will have to answer over time, and with help from the gods. The greater question of “Do I fit into that role?” is also something I will seek strong guidance about. 951 more words
Sometimes I think about how close I am to my gods.
Not everyone is, and that’s perfectly alright. Someone close to me follows the Greek gods, and has never heard a word back from them, has never received an omen, and has not dreamt of the gods. 455 more words