Howdy yall. Gentle Tuesday. 7 days into April and its been a combo of unhinged stupid ego and literally uplifting moon orbiting stuff with Artemis.
I recently had a reading done by a friend, which was nice. Basically since the President Pedo stole power, my Kindreds have been telling me:
- Stay Present--You are stressing over speculation.
- Study Seidr.
- Study Rune Magik
- Study Clergy Courses
- Work on Art for my book
- Work on my Oracle deck.
Yeah, three things got added this year. They don't want me to do any magik, unless it's local. They don't want me to do anything political, unless it's protection--but keep it local.
In the reading, I was told that's doing a good job so far with the present practices. My anxeity (<- google wants me to use AI for spelling fixes, so fuck em--guess that word's gonna be mispelled, and that one, too. Fuck you Gemini.) and depression have gone way down (apparently cussing's gone up a bit, lol). My depression is about the past and sometimes the future. My anxiety is usually for the future and sometimes the past. I've spent enough time revisiting and reliving my past. As for the future, I've really been looking at Frigg for inspiration. She knows all, yet says nothing, knowing that She can't change the future.
Seems odd for a Psychic, I bet. But I've never been all that great with future stuff. It's not fixed. Too many variables. Too many "should I's", which as I tell my clients--sometimes Spirit likes to take Should I and run wild with them...or just shrug and answer, "Should you?" The only time I'm right on the money with future readings is when I'm possessed and it's the Gods who're answering.
I'd rather deal with a person's past and present, to help give them the tools deal with their future. Much like a Trickster--I'd rather give people the tools to navigate their own choas and how to break old patterns to change their own futures. It's that old "teach a man to fish" saying. Although in some cases, I'll feed ya and teach you to feed yourself. Can't learn on an empty stomach.
Along with this Be Present practise, I'm doing less readings for myself. I'm still practicing many times a month, as I still read for my others--be those other my Grove mates, friends, or clients.
It's also been really great with combating overwhelm and anxiety, too. I don't like going to crowded places like grocery stores--people are too impatient and the aisles are too small and crammed with extra crap that's covering the shelves and creating unnecessary traffic jams. Plus my kids want to touch everything and wander (I don't like shopping alone, because of my Au-DHD I ping pong as things come to mind, even with a list--my older kids can keep me on trach). It can be very overwhelming for me.
Over the last couple of months, when I feel that overwhelm coming, I stop and take a couple of breaths, and remind myself who and what I am. I'm a Priestess damn it. I'm a conduit. I'm a badass seidkona and volva! Why the hell am I letting this mundane shit get the best of me? Makes 0 sense. All of the shit I've done in my mundane and in my spiritual life and I'm going to let some impatient shoppers, cluttered aisles, and annoying kids get the better of me? Why? Why give away my power to anxiety?
You know what? It's been working.
I
Am
Present.
On Saturday, I attended a ritual honoring...a Welsh entity--I can't remember Her name or if she's a Goddess. She was a woman who was created from flowers as a gift for a prince. She wasn't in love with him and spent three days with some other dude--a hunter, I think. She and her love ended up killing the prince, i think? His dad or someone then turned her into an owl.
Anyway, Rev Vic (who also did my birthday reading) guided us through a misty journey to meet this Welsh entity.
On my journey, I shifted fully into my anthropomorphic winged Reindeer Fox form, and I was greeted by an Barn Owl made of Flowers. Only her body shifted into different flowers and colors, but her face stayed the same, made up of two white petals.
She led me to a Swan in a small pond.
The mallet that I'm dedicating to Thor cut through my vision (right to left) and shifted into an ornate double axe before hitting a tree. Then Odinn, in his wide brimmed hat and blue robes, appeared to my right, sitting on a rock, staff in hand.
He asked if I still had my swords from The Morrigan and Gabriel. I showed Him that I did. Odinn smiled and asked, "What are you afraid of then? You should fear nothing. For you are blessed. You are powerful. You shouldn't be bothered by little teeny mundane things anymore. This is a new era for you. Remember who and what you are, Kristy."
Whoa, birthname drop.
The Kindred very rarely use my birthname. As some of yall may know, my birthname has trauma attached to it and I hate it. That's why I prefer my spiritual names--Fox, Foxlynx, Foxlyn--if I had the money, I'd change my birthname.
Which kinda makes why He used my birthname, but if its important, I'm sure it'll pop back up. No point in worrying about it. For all I know, it may have just been an attention grabber, and right now I'm not focused on the message.
What am I afraid of? I've done all of that shadow work just to be afraid of the grocery store? Or afraid to answer the phone or check my voice mails? What was that work for then? I did all that work..just to return to old patterns? That doesn't make any sense.
Going back to the reading, I was also told to work more with the Norse Underworlds--Niflheim, Muspelheim, and Helheim.
Even though I'm above ground and working more with Light Work, Shadow Work never truly ends. The two go hand-in-hand. There can be no shadows for Tricksters without the light, and vice versa. Dark and Light are no more enemies than humans and our shadow selves.
During the reading, I was also told that there's no rush, no race. Things are moving along as they're meant to. Keep practising, keep studying at my own pace. Keep on following instruction.
I stay in the politcal loop through Heather Cox Richardson...or Richardson Cox...can't remember how her name goes. I'm just not surprised by anything, only that the pedo hasn't nuked anyone yet (as I sit here, sensing a collective holding of breaths as 8pm approaches [its close to 7pm est]). We have some JIC plans, but for the most part, staying present. It's smart to be prepared, but in moderation.
Ain't gonna lie, it's hard to not take out my cards and do a 6 month reading.
Breathe.
Ground.
Shield.
And Breathe.
- Priestess Foxlyn