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The thing is, I worship Melisandre

“Many called her beautiful. She was not beautiful. She was red, and terrible, and red.” ― George R.R. Martin, A Clash of Kings

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“IN MY HOUSE”

Grace McLean has stolen my heart and I’m never getting it back.
I worship her.

This is one of many clips I made as a tribute to Comet on its last week. The clip is taken from one of the cast interviews that is up on the Great Comet YouTube channel. The audio is added by me, sometimes synchronized, sometimes not. I tried my best.

Sagittarius

she opens her eyes 
and it looks like a sunrise 
a glowing mind 
crackling like a fireplace 
basking in a temple’s light 
she writes love letters to the universe 
with her secret thoughts 
and dreams of playing cosmic archery 
alongside all of the gods 
i want to worship her mythology 
i want to be her resting place  
an everlasting
wandering darling 

Introduction to Aphrodite

This is my own experience with introducing myself to a deity. It might be different for others. But, I hope you enjoy and maybe learn a little bit.

• First, I cleansed self and the area, physically and spiritually.
• Altar:
- sun water.
- blue, yellow, pink candles
- seashells
- incense for offerings.
- Pink devotional candle/Rose Quartz to remind me of Aphrodite.
• Cast Circle for protection with white candle.
- Light candles and offerings.
- Meditate and begin ritual.
• I used a quick little prayer from Hellenic Polytheism Household Worship by Labrys. And then called upon the deity. “Oh Aphrodite, goddess of love and beauty, I call upon you to receive this offering and communicate with me, Styx, if it pleases you.”
- I sat and listened to the stillness and used my tarot cards– some candles flickered ((no source of wind, no windows open)) and others had strong flames. I felt goosebumps and cold. When I felt she was near, I explained who I was, why I was here, and told her that I was very drawn to her for a bunch of reasons.
She seemed to add on (through tarot).
- 9 of Wands, 2 of Wands (reversed), 7 of cups.
Darling, find resilience and strength. You have the opportunity to turn current circumstances into long term successes. I celebrate the fact that I have a dreamer here who wishes to worship, just know that you’ll have choices that may be presented to you, and not all will lead to happiness.
She mentioned (through visions) that she loved the candles and that the altar was beautiful. I saw a glimpse of a family and I saw a quick vision of her– blonde haired woman. She likes to talk. I suppose it was to show me it really was her.
I asked her in the most respectful way possible if I could worship her.
Tarot card revealed a 4 of Cups which tends to be negative but the card looked as though the girl on it was meditating near an altar. The card says to look inward or within. I saw an image of a forehead kiss and then took that as a reassuring yes. There was positive and happy energy, I couldn’t help but smile. She showed me a necklace and rainbow ((not sure exactly what it means)) but it could represent happiness, positivity, and beauty.
When I could feel that she was finished, I asked her if there was anything to add (like advice or anything) my hand went nuts writing sentences seemingly coming from nowhere.
– “Create your own path, your own light. Climb the mountains of life. You’re already beautiful.”
Soon there was a cloudy sunset with a red sun, this signifies endings. This little introduction was coming to a close.
I thanked her for everything and then felt a hand on my shoulder, saw it– such a good energy. I felt more goosebumps rise and then it was over.

I closed the circle and blew out the candles.
****again, this is my own experience and I know others have different experiences. I just wanted to share.****

Inktober, Day 8: Kaz and Inej from Six of Crows by @lbardugo, aka the newest #1 NYT BESTSELLER ENDLESS CONGRATULATIONS AND SO DESERVED

I’m completely obsessed with this book. It’s dark and twisted and full of action and it’s about A HEIST and my god i love heist stories. I also love motley crew, found family, ragtag misfits coming together stories, and this is that, but with a darker edge. And the world is just so insanely richly rendered and full of detail, and the cHARACTERS. I. Love. Them. Every one of them. And it is ship central, because not only will you love them all, but you’ll love them all TOGETHER (and want them to make out all the time)

Working With Sekhmet

  Before I even knew the word kemetism I was interested in working alongside some of the Egyptian deities. One goddess had caught my eye; a strong beautiful warrior lioness who took down enemies with the swipe of her claws, Sekhmet.
  During the time I was doing this research and dwelt into possibly working with Sekhmet, I was going through a rough emotional time. To avoid much detail; I felt weak, used, and controlled and I wanted revenge on those who made me feel that way. I wanted to rise above them, to conquer them and give them no more power over me, to show them how I was stronger.
  So of course Sekhmet was the perfect goddess I saw fit to worship. She was strong and independent, what I wanted. So I prayed. I connected with her and began a fellow companionship; casual conversations. I asked for her strength and for her to lead me on a powerful path, and she delivered.
  I overcame the shitty feelings I had and felt like the strong thriving woman I desired to be. But there was another side. With these great confident feelings I also began exhibiting violent impulses to physically hurt those that had emotionally hurt me. But, being me, a 90 lbs 5’4 girl… I wouldn’t exactly stand a chance in a fight even if I had all the gods rooting behind me. This began to become a problem; I would emotionally lash out more often and felt like I must avenge my own symbolic death from those that had “killed” me.
  Sekhmet is an astounding goddess in all her glory and I still worship to her today, but I understood that worshiping Sekhmet alone can be dangerous. So who else to worship then?
  The answer lied in the own origin story of Sekhmet, the Eye of Ra sent to bring chaos among the people, and you know the rest. After Sekhmet fell asleep out of drunkenness, she transformed into Hathor, the loving cow goddess, a complete contradiction of Sekhmet; two sides of the same coin. The two goddess are worshipped separately but in their stories they are the same being. Sekhmet is a predator, a lion while Hathor is prey, a cow. Hathor represents joy and love while Sekhmet represents war. The two coincide with each other and are an ideal couple to worship together. Sometimes you need the strength of Sekhmet while other times you need the love of Hathor.
  I’m a strong believer of unity; you cannot have happiness without sadness. Living on one side of the scale is dangerous. If you’re happy all the time you’ll never truly enjoy it, you need the rain to enjoy the shine of the sun. In some occasions you definitely need one side more, but once you find that balance it’s a perfect place to stay.
  So my advice to anyone looking to be a devotee to Sekhmet is also look into Hathor. They are both beautiful and strong goddesses, but in different ways, both important ways.

Hozier sentence starters
  • "My lover's got humour."
  • "I should've worshipped her sooner."
  • "We were born sick."
  • "The only heaven I'll be sent to is when I'm alone with you."
  • "I was born sick, but I love it."
  • "I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife."
  • "Good God, let me give you my life."
  • "There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin."
  • "With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean, she's the angel of small death and the codeine scene."
  • "It's bloody and raw, but I swear it is sweet."
  • "No other version of me I would rather be tonight."
  • "She found me just in time."
  • "God, I never felt young."
  • "She's gonna save me."
  • "We'll name our children Jackie and Wilson, raise 'em on rhythm and blues."
  • "Lord, it'd be great to find a place we could escape sometime."
  • "We tried the world, good God, it wasn't for us."
  • "You knew who I was with every step that I ran to you."
  • "Would things be easier if there was a right way? Honey, there is no right way."
  • "I fall in love just a little bit every day with someone new."
  • "I guess any thrill will do."
  • "Would things be easier if there was a right way?"
  • "Honey, there is no right way."
  • "My heart's already sinned."
  • "Never feel too good in crowds."
  • "All I've ever done is hide."
  • "Honey, when you kill the lights, and kiss my eyes, I feel like a person for a moment of my life."
  • "You don't know what hell you put me through."
  • "It feels good to be alone with you."
  • "I know that you hate this place, not a trace of me would argue."
  • "Honey, we should run away, oh someday."
  • "Babe, there's something tragic about you."
  • "Something so magic about you."
  • "Babe, there's something lonesome about you."
  • "Something so wholesome about you."
  • "Get closer to me."
  • "Innocence died screaming, ask me I should know."
  • "There's something wretched about this."
  • "Something so precious about this."
  • "There's something broken about this, but I might be hoping about this."
  • "We'll lay here for years or for hours."
  • "I'd be home with you."
  • "Any way to distract and sedate."
  • "Free and young and we can feel none of it."
  • "Something isn't right, babe."
  • "We should quit but we love it too much."
  • "Come and save me from it."
  • "I'm so full of love I could barely eat."
  • "My baby's sweet as can be, she'd give me toothaches just from kissin' me."
  • "I'll crawl home to her."
  • "I swear I thought I dreamed her."
  • "She never asked me once about the wrong I did."
  • "No grave can hold my body down, I'll crawl home to her."
  • "I will not ask you where you came from."
  • "I will not ask and neither should you."
  • "Honey, just put your sweet lips on my lips, we should just kiss like real people do."
  • "In some sad way, I already know."
  • "I should not ask and neither should you."
  • "Honey, just put your sweet lips on my lips."
  • "We should just kiss like real people do."
  • "You know better, babe."
  • "I know who I am when I'm alone; I'm something else when I see you."
  • "Don't let me in with with no intention to keep me."
  • "I will come back."
  • "I'll find my way back to you."
  • "Always a well dressed fraud."
  • "She feels no safety in my arms."
  • "Her eyes and words are so icy, oh but she burns."
  • "She tells me I'm hers and she is mine."
  • "It's a crime that she's not around most of the time."
  • "Her fight and fury is fiery."
  • "It's worth it, it's divine I have this some of the time."
  • "I need you to run to me, run to me, lover."
  • "All you have is your fire and the place you need to reach."
  • "Don't you ever tame your demons, but always keep 'em on a leash."
  • "You've done me wrong for a long, long time."
  • "After all you've done, I never changed my mind."
  • "Please try to love me."
  • "My love will never die."
Clark’s Niece - Part 6

So I don’t know if I used the right term but here they are!

Umayri - My Prince (That’s what Google Translate told me!!)

Amira - Princess

———-

When you wake up the next day you feel more refreshed than you have in a long time. Damian is curled around you, fast asleep, and you wonder why you woke up. When the door clicks shut you have your answer. Quickly wriggling out of Damian’s hold you quickly head out to the living room.

“Uncle Lex?” You whisper

“In here, Y/N” He takes a sip of his coffee, “So you two made up”

“Yeah, we did. I love him, Uncle Lex. I love him so much that it hurts. I don’t know how I would ever survive without him”

Lex sighs, “He and I are going to have a talk on how to treat you, darling. I expect him to ask permission to take you out on a date, and be aware that when you do go out, I will be watching you, and if he hurts you, I will hurt him”

There’s a hoarse chuckle from the door, “I thought that we were over that, dad. I don’t really like to get shot, so I would appreciate it if you kept the injuries to a minimum.”

As Kon walks by he drops a kiss onto the top on your head, and you gently squeeze his arm. It’s practically a morning ritual, a show of affection and love between the two cousins. “Sit down, Kon. I’ll get your coffee, you shouldn’t even be up, you know.”

Conner flops into a chair and Lex fusses, making sure he didn’t pull any stitches. While Lex is a supervillain, and the cause of a lot of problems, he is also one of the most caring people you know. “Try not to strain yourself, son. I don’t want to have to take you back into surgery”

“Come on, dad! You know I can’t miss out on your famous coffee! It’s like the best stuff in the whole country!”

Lex chuckles, “I know, son. I would have brought you a cup”

Kon wrinkles his nose, “No way! You drink yours black! And you never add enough sugar to mine!”

Uncle Lex rolls his eyes, “You’re lucky you aren’t human, or you would have diabetes by now!”

Conner grins, raising his cup in a mock toast, “To my non-human biology!”

An hour later Damian and Clark stumble into the kitchen and get coffee. You walk over and press a kiss to Damian’s cheek, “Morning, Umayri”

“Good morning, Amira”

Uncle Clark groans, “Now they have cute nicknames for each other”

“Leave them alone, Kal. You’re the one who argued with Bruce just to get them back together. I don’t think I’ve even seen Batman nervous until then”

After breakfast, Damian approaches Lex when Y/N, Kon and Kal went out for a fly. “Mr. Luthor, I would like to have a word with you”

“Of course, Mr. Wayne. What can I do for you?”

Damian clears his throat, “I would like your permission to ask Y/N on a date”

Lex leans forward, “And why are you asking me instead of Clark?”

“I already have the approval of both Clark and Connor Kent. The only one I do not have it from is you, Mr. Luthor”

“I would like you to call me Lex, Damian”

Damian nods, “Of course … Lex.”

“I will give you permission to date my niece, on one condition”

“Name it”

“I want you to treat her like she is a princess. I want you to worship her, to love her in every way she deserves. I want you to make her happy. Do you think you can do that, Damian?”

Damian grinned, “I would have her no other way, Lex. All I want is for Y/N to be happy”

“One more thing, Damian … I want to walk Y/N down the aisle at your wedding”

Damian chuckled, “That is not my decision to make, however I will put in a good word for you”

Lex chuckles, “Yes, do that. We both know that Y/N will not be told what to do, so the decision is hers to make”

When you get back to Uncle Lex’s penthouse you can hear Damian laughing. “No! That can’t be THE Superman!”

Lex’s laugh joined Damian, “Oh yes it is! And he didn’t even know how to tie the tie, I had to do it for him!”

“I still can’t believe you hit him with your car!”

Uncle Clarks’ eyes widened in horror, “Oh no” he takes off, sprinting down the stairs, “Alexander Luthor! You put that book away right now!”

You and Conner glance at each other before you take off after Clark, “Don’t you do it Uncle Lex! I want to see the pictures too!”

“NO!!!” Clark shouts, “How did you even get those pictures!?!”

“Martha gave them to me of course.”

“Aw, no, Ma!”

Lex chuckles again, “You were such a cute kid, Clark, I don’t know how you turned into what you are now”

You roll your eyes at you uncles antics. Those two fight like they really are siblings instead of enemies.

“Y/N? Will you come with me for a moment?”

You glance up from your book, “Sure, Dami” You float behind him, holding onto Damian’s shoulders, letting him pull you along like he always does, “What’s up?”

“I had a conversation with Lex today, Beloved.”

You cock your head, “You did?”

“Yes, and he gave me his permission to do this”

Damian pulls out a ring, and goes down on one knee, “Dami …?”

“I know we are young, and that we aren’t ready to get married yet, but I love you. I love you more than I ever thought I could love a single person, and I want you to be mine. Will you promise to marry me one day, when we are ready? Will you promise that you will always be mine?”

Tears streak down your face and you nod your head frantically, “Yes, yes, Dami! Of course I will! I love you so much! Yes!”

Damian slides the black opal ring onto your finger, and stands up. You fling your arms around his neck, pressing a kiss to his lips. “I love you, Beloved”

“And I love you, Dami. I’ll love you forever”

He leans his forehead against yours, just breathing you in, relishing this moment. He runs his thumb over the ring now on your finger. They two of you stand there for who knows how long before you decide to go inside.

“Dami?”

“Yes, Beloved”

“You get to tell Jason”

Damian groans, tugging you into one more kiss, “Of course, Beloved”

“He’ll probably try to beat you up”

Damian kisses your nose and you run your fingers gently through his hair, “I would deserve it for hurting you, my love”

“Don’t worry, I won’t let him hurt you. I won’t let anyone hurt you anymore”

“I will fight for you every day, Beloved. I will show you my love for you every day to make up for any pain that I have caused you”

“And I will forgive you every day, and every time you hurt me again. I love you”

“I love you too, Amira”

———-

That’s what I was picturing when I wrote about the Promise Ring!!

anonymous asked:

I like Meg.

You got my general feelings about Meg, but you completely missed the layers that go along with it. You ignored my righteous anger at having her character unceremoniously dismissed, my fierce willingness to defend her against asshole people who totally ignore her good qualities and character development (usually accompanied with an unhealthy dose of ship-erasure) and my absolute despair at the fact that the person who interpreted her, Rachel Miner, who is the literal incarnation of everything that’s good in this world, suffers from an illness that prevents from continuing her career as an actress when all she deserves is happiness and hugs.

2/10, thank you for participating, Anon. Good luck next time.

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About worshipping the 'wrong' Gods

I want to talk a bit about worshipping gods, more precisely, worshipping the ‘wrong’ gods for you and how it affected me and my craft.

When I first actively started my craft I saw witches of different faiths worshipping a god or following a pantheon and I felt that that was what I had to do to become a powerful witch myself.

I started to look into the faith systems and gods I knew most about, those being the norse, Roman, Greek and Egyptian gods and decided to follow Freya because she symbolised what I wanted to become - a strong, beautiful woman who loves who she wants to love and has cats. She is also great with divination as she taught Odin how to read runes.
So I started following her, making a shrine and trying to do devotional acts but it felt like a commitment I needed to do and wasn’t something I really wanted or loved to do. So I did less and less things for her.
So I stopped. I still ask her favours in return for offerings but I don’t worship her and she understood. I wasn’t ready for her and I felt weak for not being able to worship her like I saw others doing it.

Then Inari-sama called me. I saw foxes everywhere. She sent me a two tailed kitsune to ‘hint’ at me that she wanted to work with me. And she did help me for a bit but I also didn’t worship her. It was like a work relationship. She wanted a favour from me and granted me a favour in return. After that the work relationship stopped. We still talk from time to time and she still shows me a lot of foxes if she thinks I could need a reminder to the lesson she taught me. I still get favours in return for offerings. But other than that I don’t worship.

After I learned that I don’t need to worship gods to work with them it was like a switch flicked in my head and my soul. My craft started to feel like *my own* again. I still ask Freya to help me be as beautiful and strong as she is and that she may help me with my runes and it’s perfectly fine. I still ask Inari-sama to help me be smart and cunning, to help me with keeping and finding secrets. I still ask Bastet and Sekhmet to protect my cats from all harm and to bring them home safely if they should stray, to grant them strength and health. And they don’t get worship in return to the things they grant me. They get offerings. Just like anyone else. Maybe bigger offerings but offerings nonetheless.

So, what I am trying to say, you don’t need to worship gods if you don’t want to or if you don’t click with them. You don’t need to ask them for favours. You don’t need to work with them at all if you don’t want to. On the other hand, if that’s what you want to do, feel free to and I am not stopping you. Basically do what feels right. Experiment if you want to, if you don’t, then don’t. It’s all up to you, and you only. You are not a bad witch nor a weaker witch if you decide to not worship. It doesn’t makes you stronger either. You’re simply your own witch and that’s perfectly fine.

Tltr; if you want to worship gods, worship them but it doesn’t makes you a bad or weak witch if you decide not to worship any gods.

Edit: Just to make it clear, there are no wrong gods, just gods you don’t click with. No god is more right or more wrong than another.