3 Taps to Ground.
3 Taps to Clear.
3 Taps to Connect.
This space is cleared, connected, and protected.
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After reading Heather Cox Richardson's latest report late night about a recent murder at the hands of Fafnir's cowardly thug gestapo cunts, I was upset. I cried. I was furious. All of these Nazi-copycat bastard's actions are deeply upsetting. They're all cowards. Their hate stems from fear and ignorance, as hate often does. There's no honor within them. They're all cowards.
Online it may seem like I don't care or that I'm trying to ignore it all. I can assure yall I'm not. I'm helping in mundane ways, such as supporting local organizations that help the LGBTQ+ communities, shelters, food pantries, fighting against human trafficking, and other things. I just came across an organization that supports the Minnesotan Protesters and Immigrants. I need to do some research on them to make sure they're not another group of dishonorable cowards scamming people.
We don't have much to give, but budgeting exists for a reason.
I also pray and petition. I owe a lot of Gods a lot of things, which will be paid. They know I'm good for it.
Lately I've been coping with the real human monsters by watching horror creature features, where the good guys usually win. Because I need those wins, even though part of me feels like the good guys winning only exists in movies and video games at this point. Justice only exists in fiction. I just, I hate feeling weak. I hate these bully coward mother fuckers. I hate feeling like I'm not doing anything or enough.
And as a Priestess, it feels like I should be doing more for my community. I'm not charismatic and wasn't born with a silver tongue. I don't have the knowledge to inspire the masses or any group, really. We're certainly not rich, yet we do budget to give what we can. We've boycotted certain companies to help in that small way. And other things--a small raindrop...but we're not the only raindrop--we're just one droplet in a cyclone.
I pray. I sacrifice. But I'm forbidden from doing magik or astral projecting--I literally can't travel outside of my area. Hekate's put me on a leash, so to speak. She knows how headstrong I can be. I am grateful for that. Headstrong isn't always a good thing. There are forces at play here that are stronger than I am.
The Gods say, there's a bigger picture.
The Spirits say, some things must happen for true change.
There's a war all sides. I'm not ready. I can't do this alone.
They all tell me to not do anything magikal. They tell me to study seidr and focus on my clergy training.
They remind me that there are others--magikal and mundane--who're in the front lines right now. My turn will come. But first I need to rest and get stronger. Have faith in my fellow humans, and in the Gods and Spirits.
Trust the process.
The same message they've been telling me for months! It's not a "do nothing" it's a "you're not ready". I used to get so pissed at this. I used to try to rebel, but They literally won't let me cast anything--I get distracted and forgetful. I had to learn to accept that truth. I can't see the bigger picture.
As I sat there feeling my sacred rage and frustrations, Medusa and Hekate came to me. Reminding me. Me being less combative than the past times They've had to calm me down.
Hekate showed me Her deck. So I shuffled.
The King of Cups jumped, and I pulled the Ace of Cups.
I exhaled and felt calmer.
Emotions.
Master and Potential.
In a kind and motherly soft voice, Mama Hekate told me that I was learning how to master my emotions. Self Control. I'm not ready to help in this fight yet. Study seidr. Focus on my clergy training. Focus on my family, my local communities, and my groves. Feel my emotions--that sacred rage, the grief, but don't let them control me. Release. Ground. Center. Pivot.
I let Her energy wash over me and cleanse me of that Knight energy--the one who's driven by emotions, rushing in to save the day without thinking, the one that doesn't have all of the information.
I exhaled.
I accepted.
I grounded and centered myself. Said my mantras and affirmations. I refocused.
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For those dealing with the winter storm, be warm and safe.
For those able to enjoy it, I hope you have a lot of fun.
Just as there's power in our rage, there's also power in our joy.
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May the Gods and Spirits protect the spies and the whistleblowers--our human tricksters risking their lives for true justice and freedom.
May the Gods and Spirits protect the protestors and innocent bystanders.
May the Gods and Spirits protect Maga's targets.
May the Gods and Spirits protect our true First Responders and Leaders.
Blessings to the practitioners doing the dirty work to punish the dishonorable, greedy cowards; and to the healers and protectors. Our Swords, Ours Shields, and Ours Staves.
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Thanks for the support, yall.
Face to the Sun.
Trust in Joy.
Follow the Foxes and the Bees...
- Priestess Foxlyn