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Life-bringer novel, Character Aesthetics: Caela - (2/?)

“They sought power, and you seek peace - two sides of a single coin, really; one is a means for achieving the other.”


Continuing the series of character previews for my WIP novel, here’s a little something of my girl Caela!

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Art by Aaron Jasinski - Life Bringer

“The real warriors in this world are the ones that see the details of another’s soul. They see the transparency behind walls people put up. They stand on the battlefield of life and expose their heart’s transparency, so other’s can finish the day with hope. They are the sensitive souls that understand that before they could be a light they first had to feel the burn.”
~  Shannon L. Alder

Why are dragons for children and why can’t I identify with them?

I’ve seen more and more posts claiming that aces and aros have “stolen” dragons from children. That we’re corrupting dragons some how with our dirty a-spec ways and sexualizing a children’s toy, essentially.

Two things are assumed with this:

  1. That dragons inherently belong to children
  2. That a-spec individuals identifying with dragons somehow perverts the concept of dragons

I take great issue with the thought that dragons are for kids. Not just because they are, often, violent creatures that level cities and horde possessions. No, my issue is with the connotation that surrounds labeling something as “for kids.”

The connotation surrounding a “for” label are very simple. If you are not included in that label, it isn’t for you. If something is “for women,” the thought is that it isn’t for men too. If something is “for dogs,” it isn’t for people. And if something is “for kids,” it isn’t for adults.

Dragons being “for kids” is part of a larger issue. This idea stems from the larger marginalization of fantasy as a genre being “for kids.”

Ursula K. Le Guin says it best in Why are Americans Afraid of Dragons? This is a study of why adults (all around the world mostly in industrialized places but looked at from the American perspective here) distance themselves from fantasy as a genre and put it down as “for kids.”

Dragons shouldn’t be considered just for children. That stems from a larger issue and fantasy isn’t just for kids. Much of it is quite mature in content.

So, how are a-spec people that identify with dragons stealing them? The real question is, why are adults giving them to children in the first place? Dragons are an important part of so many cultures. They represent things spanning from evil and greed to benevolence, bringers of life and rain to protectors of women. Essentially all civilizations have some sort of dragon myth.

The dragon is such an interesting symbol, too. In so many myths, they kidnap virgins and a hero must rescue the maiden; he often then marries her and removes her maidenhood. Snakes often symbolize sex and sensuality (how many times have you seen a boa across a woman’s naked breasts, preserving her modesty but still suggesting sensuality? often with female singers) but dragons, connected with the concept of serpents, are complicated.

Dragons have this inherent sexuality implicated and what do they do? They kidnap and protect virgins, despite not being able to do anything with them.

A-spec people don’t need to “pervert” the dragon. They’ve always had a tumultuous relationship with sex. And I think it’s pretty understandable that an a-spec would look at these creatures, who have a connection to sex but also stand apart from it, that protect this concept of virginity (that can also be looked at as sexlessness, or a lack of sex), that can do nothing with their horde but still cherishes it… that a-spec people would look at this as see parallels. Make connections.

How is it wrong to associate with something? How is it perverse or theft or corrupting? Dragons are complicated multi faceted creatures.

So are the a-specs that identify with them.

Another Silly Sportarobbie Headcanon

Robbie Rotten only uses affectionate names for Sportacus for two reasons
1.  When he is being privately affectionate.
2.  When he is absolutely 100% done with Sportacus.

For example:
*Sportacus is in the middle of making food and is being 200% more extra™ about it than he really ought to be*
Robbie: “Sportacus?”
Sportacus: “Yes Robbie?”
Robbie: “Light of my life?  Bringer of my joy?  Apple Strudel of my Eye?”
Sportacus: “Yes…?”
Robbie: “- the reason I get up in the morning and what beckons me to bed every eve…”
Sportacus: “… Um… Robbie?  You only say things like that when you are either really happy or very frustrated…”
Robbie: “Take a wild guess.”
Sportacus: “… Oh.  Sorry Robbie! :}D”

The signs as mythological creatures

Aries : Griffin ( Greek )
- a legendary creature with the body, tail and back legs of a lion ; the head and wings of an eagle; and an eagle’s talons as its front feet. The lion was traditionally considered the king of the beasts and the eagle the king of birds, the griffin was thought to be an especially powerful and majestic creature.

Taurus : Auðumbla ( Norse )
- a primeval cow ; Auðumbla’s name appears in different variations in Prose Edda manuscripts. In some legends Auðumbla licked man called Búri out of ice blocks.

Gemini : Huginn and Muninn ( Norse )
- two ravens that fly all over the world and bring informations to the god Odin ; Odin gave them the ability to speak.

Cancer : Rain Bird ( Native American )
- a bird who bought rain ; the rain is symbolised as the bringer of life by the Native Americans. The Rain Bird was also often drawn on some of the Native American pottery; it brought life by watering their plants and hence, giving food & water to the animals they hunted.

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🔥 Follow Me No More Spell 🔥

This spell it to help you let go or move on from someone.

Gather

🔥 Paper and Pen

🔥 Black Candle (to heal and repel negativity)

🔥 Safe area to burn and distribute ashes (ex: outside, with water nearby)

Process

🔥 Ground yourself and prepare yourself emotionally. This spell can be very emotionally draining, don’t be afraid to take breaks.

🔥 With pen and paper ready start pouring your energy into your writing. Write a letter to the person you want to let go, write directly to them, write how you feel, or even just scribble. Make whatever marks you can to represent the negative feelings you have and what you want to let go. Take your time, and make sure you put everything onto the paper. You can fill out multiple pages.

🔥 Light your black candle. Observe the flame. Watch how it grows and consumes. Fire is deadly but it is also a bringer of life. Let the flame spread its energy to you, and light a fire within yourself. Remember that past memories can hurt, but they can create sparks for a better life.

🔥 Burn your paper. Carefully let the flames consume the paper. The past is gone, and with it your feelings. Let the flames ignite change.

🔥 Spread the ashes. Throw the ashes outside and let them disappear in the wind. It’s time to let go.

(side note: please be safe with fire. Do not hurt yourself. Be prepared. Do not perform this spell anywhere you can get in trouble. Observe local fire regulations, don’t do this is you have a burn ban.)

The signs as mythological creatures

Aries : Griffin ( Greek )
- a legendary creature with the body, tail and back legs of a lion ; the head and wings of an eagle; and an eagle’s talons as its front feet. The lion was traditionally considered the king of the beasts and the eagle the king of birds, the griffin was thought to be an especially powerful and majestic creature.

Taurus : Auðumbla ( Norse )
- a primeval cow ; Auðumbla’s name appears in different variations in Prose Edda manuscripts. In some legends Auðumbla licked man called Búri out of ice blocks.

Gemini : Huginn and Muninn ( Norse )
- two ravens that fly all over the world and bring informations to the god Odin ; Odin gave them the ability to speak.

Cancer : Rain Bird ( Native American )
- a bird who bought rain ; the rain is symbolised as the bringer of life by the Native Americans. The Rain Bird was also often drawn on some of the Native American pottery; it brought life by watering their plants and hence, giving food & water to the animals they hunted.

Leo : Bennu ( Egyptian )
- a bird who made himself into a deity and played a role in the creation of the world ; Bennu is often linked with the Sun, creation and rebirth. Its name is related to the Egyptian verb wbn, meaning “to rise in brilliance” or “to shine”.

Virgo : Callisto/Kallisto ( Greek )
- a nymph and follower of Artemis ; she and the other followers made the vow to remain as a virgin. Zeus disguised himself as Artemis to have sex with her. Hera recognized the affair when Callisto was pregnant. Enraged with wrath she turned the nymph and her child into bears who where set afterwards among the stars.

Libra : Sirin ( Russian, Greek )
- birds with woman heads who lured men into death ; According to myth, the Sirins lived “in Indian lands” near Eden or around the Euphrates River. They are based on the Greek myths about sirens.

Scorpio : Camazotz ( Mayan )
- a bat god ; Camazotz means “death bat” in the K'iche’ language. In Mesoamerica the bat was associated with night, death, and sacrifice.

Sagittarius : Pabilsaĝ ( Babylonian )
- a sagittarius-like creature / god with a scorpion tail ; he was a tutelary god of the city of Isin. The consort of the goddess Nininsinna, Pabilsaĝ was identified with the lost city of Larak. He was given the epithet of “the wild bull with multicoloured legs”.

Capricorn : Strix ( Roman, Greek )
- an owl that eats human flesh ; an ill omen ; with their long golden beaks they suck their victims blood. They have red wings, four black legs with clawed feet and round, yellow eyes with no pupils.

Aquarius : Anubis ( Egyptian )
- jackal-headed god associated with mummification and the afterlife ; He attended the weighing scale during the “Weighing of the Heart,” in which it was determined whether a soul would be allowed to enter the realm of the dead.

Pisces : Adarna ( Philippines )
- a bird that has healing powers, put people to sleep, and turn people into stone ; Adarna showed up in the book Ibong Adarna from the 15th century as an eponymous magical bird.

!! Some orders might be wrong. It’s my first post for the signs, so some of the creatures don’t fit to their zodiac signs and reversed :3 !!

Wanderer - Jared Leto x Reader Imagine

AUTHOR’S NOTE; Thank you for the request lovely! @imokay-imokay I am unaware if you wanted fluff or what so I just kind of winged it. I really hope it’s to your liking and I hope it’s ok! Please feel free to give me some feedback, message me ^_^ I didn’t mean to make it this long either it was actually supposed to be pretty short but I suck and it came out long haha. 

The distant sound of water hit your ears with the most delectable of sensations and you could feel yourself growing more and more excited at the fact that you were out in the middle of nature. You had been dying to go on this hike for over a month with Jared, but with his schedule being more hectic than a soup kitchen on Thanksgiving, you didn’t really have a chance to do it. You had originally planned to go alone during a good summer morning, but Jared insisted that you two go together since he knew the trail’s best spots. 

You may have been immensely softened by the idea of him wanting to go hiking with you, but you were keenly aware of how fragile he thought you were. His original purpose of going on this hike with you was to ensure that you didn’t get lost or hurt on your own. Jared Leto was an artist, a musician, an actor and an entrepreneur but he was also a very bad liar. 

Throughout most of your time on the trail you found him stealing long glimpses at you that you wanted to chalk up to possible admiration, but you knew better. He was keeping an eye on you to make sure you didn’t fall, trip, stumble, step on a rattle snake, or possibly end the world by taking a short breath. He was so over dramatic.

The sound of his camera lens caught you off guard and when you turned to face him he was glancing down at its screen as if you weren’t even there. You liked this side of him and more importantly you missed this side of him. He was usually so caught up in his career or his band that he never really got out like he used to. You couldn’t remember the last time he said he was going hiking or climbing, but you were glad he had finally said something. 

Your attentions were pulled away from him as you glanced around the grassy plain, and you were surprised when your eyes caught the mystic forest more than 15 feet to your right. Jared’s true interests lied in landscapes and high peak, but you personally enjoyed more of the forest atmosphere because it made you feel more at peace. This is usually where you two were put at a crossroads due to your distaste for heights and his passion for getting his way. 

Your slow wander for the forest was halted by the feeling of his hand on your forearm, and your eyes fixated on him with unease. 

“What are you doing?” He questioned and you raised a brow. 

“Headed for the trail.” You answered using your thumb to point in the direction of the forest that was now behind you. He glanced over your shoulder for a moment before returning his eyes to you.

“There is no trail in there, it’s just a forest.” He stated and you shrugged.

“So…?” You questioned in response before tugging at your forearm that he kept locked within his grasp. 

“So? You’re just gonna….run around in the woods by yourself?” He questioned while allowing the outrage and disapproval to shine clearly in his voice. 

“I’ve gone hiking by myself before, J. I’m not some barbie doll princess who needs her hand held to walk through the woods.” You chuckled slightly even though you were slightly annoyed by his response. 

“You’ll get hurt by yourself. Here, let me finish up some photos and I will go with you.” He answered tilting his camera to the side and releasing your arm. 

“Are you kidding?” You questioned only to have his eyes return to yours in a look of confusion. You couldn’t stop your annoyance from bubbling over as he stared at you through eyes of ignorance. Did he really believe you were that fragile that you couldn’t do for yourself? How many trails had you gone on without him because he was on tour or too busy engulfed in his work to spend time with you? How many times had you gotten lost only to have Shannon or your own friends fish you out and show you the way while he was gone? 

“I can manage on my own. What do you think I do when you’re not around, cower in a corner some where? You disappear for months on end touring with your band and acting, are you worried about me then too or is this something you just developed?” You asked sarcastically while snatching your arm away from him. 

“You have no idea what’s in there, and i’m just trying to help you. I said you’re not going in there by yourself and I mean that. We’ll both go.” He stated. You raised a brow and scoffed. Was he not listening?

“No, I’m going by myself if that’s ok with you dad.” You answered setting your chin and rolling your eyes. 

“You didn’t even come out here for me, you came out here for you. This wasn’t about spending time with me, it was about you watching over me like some authority figure. Well no thanks, I’ll call Shannon if I need help because he seems to be the only one that shows up when I call.” You raged. 

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” He questioned, and the hiss behind his voice was clear. You shrugged unapologetically as you walked backwards towards the forest only to fully turn around and leave him there. You were surprised when he didn’t come after you, but more than anything you were glad he didn’t. The sound of your name echoed through the distance but you didn’t answer. 

You needed a chance to cool off and you knew that if he’d followed you, you’d have said something you knew would hurt him. You couldn’t lie, the Shannon comment was a low blow but what hurt the most is that it was true. Some how Shannon always came to get you when you got hurt or lost while Jared was always some how “unavailable” or trying to “stay out of the public eye” which did nothing but piss you off further. 

Truth be told, you felt like some well kept secret when it came to him because he was always so hell bent on keeping his personal life under wraps from everyone, including you. It was like he wasn’t there even when he was, and moments like this where you were supposed to be together were always spent apart. He didn’t bring you here to spend time with you like he said, he brought you here because he knew you were coming and didn’t want you to get lost or hurt. They were not the same thing. 

Your legs stomped below you lifelessly as you made your way through the thickness of the forest and you chuckled at the fact that you had spent more than 15 minutes in it already and hadn’t realized it. You had stomped off so quickly that you didn’t manage to remember your path, but at the moment that didn’t concern you.

“What a fucking asshole. Bring me on a hike because you plucked up the common sense to want to spend time with me NOT because you want to watch me. Like what the actual fuck? Is it too much to want your boyfriend to pay attention to you, or was I fucking cracked?” Your grumbled angrily as you continued to stomp through the dryness of the forest floor. You tried to wrap your mind around it but you simply couldn’t. 

Your time was mostly spent gazing at the plants that you crossed paths with and admiring the trees. Trees were always your favorite because people tended to underestimate them. Trees started out as small plants, but eventually they grew in stature to become one of our main resources for shade, air, and other much needed organics. If memory serves right, they were actually the first bringers of life, before women of course. Trees were able to create fruit, fruit is a living substance, so technically trees were mothers long before humans were. This fact made them extremely fascinating to you. Add that, to the common conception that the souls of trees have lived longer than 400 hundred years, and you’ve created a fascination for them for yourself. 

It wasn’t until the darkness came that you realized how late it had actually gotten, and you immediately turned towards your cell phone. No signal. That wasn’t much of a surprised, but if you could find a bar or two you could at least text someone to let them know you were fine. Your stubborn ideals knew no bounds and you found yourself refusing to text anyone but Jared. 

Your fingers wrapped elegantly around the base of your phone as you held it up towards the sky in an attempt to gain some form of a signal. You absently wandered hoping to see a line or two but found yourself trapped by a tree root that snagged your foot. You hurled towards the ground faster than you could catch yourself, and the ruthless scrape to your knee caused you to groan. The pain wasn’t too bad, but it still stung more than you’d have liked. The small smell of copper in the air informed you that you were bleeding, but you refused to look at it. Blood wasn’t exactly your favorite thing in the world to see.

Pushing your hand down in the direction of the pain, you felt the liquid hit your fingers with a warm after tone. It was a scrape and it didn’t feel serious. Standing to your feet, you dusted yourself off and proceeded to look through your pockets for some form of a cloth to cover the injury. It didn’t take long for you to find a cloth in your bag and without any hesitation you wrapped it around your knee to stop whatever bleeding you had. 

Returning to your phone, you smiled when you saw that there was a signal. You searched for Shannon’s name and began typing. Your eyes stayed glued to the screen for some form of a response only to find that the message was not going through. Sighing deeply, you found his name once more and clicked call. It rang twice before he answered. 

“Shan?” you questioned.

“Yeah, what’s up, where are you?” He questioned. 

“I’m in the woods, on a trail. Just hiking.” you answered.

“You lost?” he chuckled and you frowned. 

“No….it’s just dark and I got separated from J, but i’m ok. Just needed a favor?” You chimed in.

“You need me to come get you?” He questioned and you nodded.

“Yeeeeep.” you answered adding a small squeak to your voice. 

“I’m on my way. Send me the GPS and meet me on the outskirts.” He demanded before hanging up the phone. It was strange, it didn’t sound like himself but you dismissed it. 

Your small walk back to the clearing took you longer than you expected, but it was refreshing nonetheless. The small puttering of an engine caught your ear and you smiled. A small glance down at your watch caused you to smile as you realized it wasn’t too late at night, but still early enough to get food.

You found yourself in slight shock when Jared emerged from the car and Shannon was no where to be found. 

“What are you doing here?” You questioned while folding your arms across your chest. He didn’t answer, but continued to walk toward you. 

“Where is Shannon?” You asked.

“He’s not here, and he’s not coming.” He stated simply stopping a few feet away from you. 

“I don’t wanna fight right now, I know… you’re always right. That what you wanna hear?” You question only to have his eyebrow cock in response. His features fixed into an expression that you’ve never seen before and it radiated with the sense of rage and concern. You attempted to walk passed him only to have his fingers graze the inside of your elbow.

“Oh blow me.” He answered angrily before turning away from you. 

Your eyes were confused as they graced his face, but he was unaffected by your stare. His cologne still lingered but it couldn’t hide the small of alcohol on his breath. Poor man, he was so worried that you had drove him to drink. 

“And your drunk. That’s ….that’s exactly what I need.” you answered but he scoffed. 

“I’ll walk home.” You continued while pulling away from him only to have him tighten his grasp on your arm. You groaned in protest but he still didn’t let you go. 

“You’er done making decisions for today. Get in the car.” He grumbled, and although he spoke casually it felt as if he was screaming at you on the inside. You opened your mouth to say no only to have him actually scream at you.

“Get in the fucking car!” You shivered in response and felt yourself recoil from him. 

“What is your problem?” You asked scolding him. 

“My….My problem? You disappear for hours in the middle of mother fucking no where and i’m the one with the problem? Do you have any idea how worried I’ve been or did you just not care?” He questioned. Before you could respond, he continued.

“Of course you didn’t care because that would mean you actually consider someone else’s feelings when you make decisions. There are rattlesnakes out there, you’re allergic bees; what if you were stung? Do you have a pen on you in those pretty little blue jean shorts? Do you?” He questioned while releasing your arm and pulling at your blue jean pockets.

“Stop it!” You protested slapping his hands away. 

“You don’t, do you because that would require responsibility something you seem to keep struggling with!” He yelled and you pushed him. 

“Oh fuck you. How dare you lecture me about responsibility mister i’m only around 1 month at a time. You’re so goddamn scared of responsibility that you can’t even tell tabloids you’re dating someone, and don’t even get me started on your back. You think you’re fooling anyone? Pulling out a cane and a knee brace doesn’t fix the problem. I saw your x-rays and your doctor’s notes. You’re not even supposed to be out here hiking, or twirling around on stage like you’re doing yet some how you are. Dunking yourself in ice baths isn’t going to keep working, and god forbid you check in with me to tell me if you’re ok. I barely even hear from you when you’re out there, so fuck that. Those in glass huts Mr. Leto.” You countered only to have him grab your chin. 

“That is not the same.” he hissed and you rose a brow. 

“Of course not, because when it’s you, it’s always different right?” You question and he narrowed his eyes.

“No, it’s different because I have Shannon, Tomo and an entire time around me to help me with anything that I need. While you wander into the woods equipped with nothing but a stupid phone that has no signal and can die at any moment. The difference is what you did was stupid and reckless and you don’t even care how it affects other people. You don’t care how it affects me. Then you call Shannon, SHANNON? Shannon is not your boyfriend, Shannon is not the one who was pacing around furious and worried about you. you are mine and you should have called me.” He grumbled releasing your chin and you couldn’t help your slight feeling of guilt. 

“I am a capable person, and for some reason everyone knows it but you. I was an independent, strong, and capable person before I met you, and I still am. So, do you have any idea how it makes me feel when you compare me to a brainless child? Well it pisses me off, obviously, but you still do it. So who isn’t considering who’s feelings here?” you question only for him to laugh. 

“I never said you were brainless, but to say you aren’t stubborn and childish would be a lie. My back, is fine. I do my checkups and I take care of myself because i have responsibilities and obligations. I wont stop what I enjoy because of a little pain that I know I can maintain. You, intentionally called Shannon knowing that it would just piss me off more, and you know I was worried beyond reason wondering if you were ok. I had all these thoughts about you being bitten by something, or falling some where and legit hurting yourself only for you to call Shannon and completely ignore me knowing that I was waiting to hear from you.” He stated and you frowned. 

“Oh, what’s a matter? You were so proud of yourself before.” He taunted. You folded your arms across your chest and rolled your eyes. You were aware that he had a point, but you would not admit it. 

“Yeah well, you’re still an ass hole.” You answer shrugging. 

“Don’t ever, do that to me again.” He demanded, and although he seemed more calm than before, his tone was serious. 

You mumbled an ‘ok’ only to have him chuckle. 

“Oh i’m going to punish you. Don’t worry.” he urged while wrapping his arm around your waist forcefully and pulling you to the car. You felt yourself protesting against his grip only to have him pull you more. You were still upset and you weren’t going to back down, but you knew more than anyone that he was not going to stop until he had you home. You sighed in defeat and surrendered to being put in the car and taken home. 

The Main Goddesses and Gods of Celtic Druidism

This list is useful for becoming familiar with the more prominent Celtic Goddess and Gods. Every Celtic tradition has a name for the “Mother Goddess”. In the Welsh tradition I was initiated into, Kerridwen is the name of the Mother Goddess. Because of this I have listed her and her consort, Kernunnos, first. 

Kerridwen- In the Welsh Gwyddonic tradition, she is the All Mother, a Goddess of inspiration and knowledge, called “The Ninefold One”. Her magickal symbol is the divine cauldron of inspiration of the Otherworld. Her totem animal is the sow. 

Kernunnos- In the Welsh Gwyddonic tradition, he is the All Father and a God of wealth. He is lord of the forest, animals, and a God of life and death. His magickal symbols are antlers, horns, a serpent belt, and a bag of coins. His power animals are a stag, a bull, a rat, and three cranes. 

Dagda- He is the cheiftain and Great Father called the Mighty One of Knowledge. A lord of wisdom, Dagda is the Good God or the Good Hand, a master of life and death and bringer of prosperity and abundance. Twin to Sucellos as ruler of the bright half of the year, he is father to Bridget. The power and knowledge from the Dagda is given as a breath called the “awen” by a kiss to the one he chooses as successor as Chief Bard of the Druids. The “awen” is the breath of God (the Dagda) that guides and instructs, and that sets a bard apart from others. The Dagda’s gifts are the rods of command, a chalice, a magick harp, the flesh hook, a sword, club, and an inexhaustible cauldron that satisfies all hunger. 

Math- Son of the mysterious Mathonwy, and a great king and powerful Welsh God of wisdom, sorcery, magick, and enchantment, he is a master of Druid, teacher, and shapeshifter. Math symbolizes the cycle of birth, life, and rebirth. His feet rest in the lap of a virgin, and one of his abilities is being able to hear anything once it is carried on the wind.

Lugh (Also Lug, Lleu (Llew) Llaw Gyffes)- Called “Lugh of the Long Hand”, he is the uncontested master of all arts, and a God of war, justice, smiths, poets, and bards, associated with the setting sun and the mysteries of the moon. Lugh is a fertility God and champion of the Tuatha, historian, and powerful sorcerer. His symbols are the cock, turtle, goat, a bag of coins, magick spear, and sword. His spear gave victory in battle, and his sword was called “The Answerer”. Lugh’s foster mother is Tailtiu, and he is the grandson of Diancecht and Baler of the Evil Eye. He is the son of Ethniu and Dagda, consort to An the Triple Goddess, and the father of Cu Chulain. 

(Source:Exploring Celtic Druidism Ancient Magick and Rituals for Personal Empowerment by Sirona Knight)

Persephone

Persephone is the walker between worlds. The underworld is where she felt her fate was- that was where her meaning was. She reclaimed her power as the one to bring light into the dark, and be the guide to those who are alone and scared. Persephone sees both light and dark; she does not choose dark over the light. Rather, she chose to walk among both, to integrate them, to work in cycles. For six months Persephone is reunited with her mother, Demeter, and the fruitfulness of the earth.

She brings that, because her inner light is innate. She chooses to bless and celebrate the earth, to honor and rejoice in life and light. And the six months she is in the underworld, when the earth feels her loss and changes, she brings with her all the life and light to those who are without it in the underworld, those who need it, perhaps more than the rest does.

She is the one who brings light to the shadows. She is Balance. The power of life is within her still, even in the underworld. She never chose to give it up. She chose to reclaim her power as a possessor of light and life- and share that warmth equally among all.

Persephone was afraid at first, hence her screams as she was taken to the underworld. She was being taken from all she has known, and she had never seen darkness, nor sickness, nor pain. In the underworld she learned that there is suffering in the world, and her ignorance/naivety was once and forever gone. Once she saw pain, suffering and darkness, she realized her purpose as the one containing light, the one bringer of life, one who walks between the worlds. She realized her power and transformed from Kore into Persephone, the Queen, who realized her responsibility and reclaimed her power to share equally among all in balance- in the lightness and in the dark. This ties in to witches reclaiming their innate power- how they are tranformed as she was, and at a crossroads of choices. They can ignore the suffering and live in ignorant bliss. They can face fear and suffering and choose the healer’s path of balance and restoration. Or, the last choice which would be if she stayed in the underworld, becoming consumed by power. 

Persephone chose the middle path.

3-14sces  asked:

do you have any tips for landlocked water witches? thank you, love! i adore your blog, it's everything i aspire to be ✨🌊🙊

Awe thank you sweetie 🙈💜
Try incorporating the element of water through crystals, colours and herbs; treat seashells with respect, they can also be used as tools (like for divination or as a chalice) and for decorations, etc. You can even find seaweed in grocery stores (check the source). Make sure you aren’t purchasing shells which have been over collected or gathered unethically or while it was still inhabited etc (probably easiest to look for them at second hand shops as most stores won’t know or tell you). Sand and sea glass also make great tools too

Also, remember that water is everywhere and in everything. We’re even like 70% water! It is the bringer of life. Conserve and protect our natural and magical water, and help those who are without it. Remember to appreciate having access to clean water whenever we need it. Baths also make great rituals. You could even keep photos (from the shore or of underwater) or listen to soundtracks. No matter the distance I never feel very far from water, but I hope this was able to give you some ideas at least 🐚

http://floralwaterwitch.tumblr.com/post/153650198165/seashell-divination

http://floralwaterwitch.tumblr.com/post/141256033553/water-witch-tip

http://floralwaterwitch.tumblr.com/post/140564000835/i-found-this-article-when-i-first-began-to

http://floralwaterwitch.tumblr.com/post/121149171010/witch-tip

I know I have more water witch tips and suggestions but I’m drawing a blank 🙈

He pulled me close in an embrace similar to when one pulls you in for a dance.

“We are both Chaos,” he said, his accent heavy on his lips. “The difference is this: you are what comes after. You are the life after the death, the creation after the destruction. I, however, am the destruction. I am the chaos that kills everything around us. I am the bringer of death while you, my darling, you are the bringer of life and hope. And I can make your pain vanish without a trace.”

I hesitate, not wishing to make a deal with a harbinger of chaos on a whim no matter how much pain I feel. “Will it hurt?” I ask, hating how vulnerable I sound.

“For only as long as you remember it, my dear.”

I heard about a girl who can dance with the devil and charm the hell hounds with her movement. I heard she could sing with a enchanting voice with such power that she could calm the restless soul or make him go utterly mad. they say she draws with hell fire and drinks ruby blood like wine. she gets drunk off of old memories and high off of pain. I heard of a girl who will only kiss your lips after lacing hers with poison. she is beauty and death. she is queen of darkness and enchantress of Hades. she is bringer of life and barer of destruction, she is me.
—  I heard of the queen//e.g.

dwollsadventures  asked:

If gryphons are the guard dogs, what would basicockalisatricks be in the kind of worms?

There are numerous magical animals that live along with dragons. 

The Phoenix are fowls who dreamed of immortality. While maybe not truely undying it passes it’s consciousness into it’s offspring, and therefor the mind of it’s for-mothers never dies. Creatures of pure optimism, Phoenixes are overcocky and trustworthy of other creatures due to only relying on the memories of surviving dangerous encounters in their past lives, a phoenix eaten will not pass down it’s memories to a new life. Unfortunately for the Phoenix it’s meat is quite flavourful and spicy, humans cannot get enough of their delicious meat.

Unicorns (as well as creatures such as Monoceros and Qilins) are a relative of Giraffes and Pronghorns.Once fierce and noble beasts, Unicorns are now but minute creatures with technicolor pelts, smaller then a pony. The Unicorn is said to be able to smell virgins from miles away, and able to stab a man through the heart. Despite this they are popular with children and kept in petting zoos.

“Bird men” like harpies and sirens were once a common site, but now are an endangered creature. Once mere sparrows, the birds gained a taste for mammalian milk, and both sexes soon developed breasts from their crop and lips between their beaks to suckle. Despite their human-like features these creatures are none sapient.

There were once several species of magic serpents that shared the land with dragons, but most have seemed to have disappeared by present day or have merely been a race of dragon themselves. The basilisk is the most well known of these serpents. To a human the basilisk is feared for it’s deadly nature, but to egg laying creatures they were seen much like changelings. At first passing of their own kind, the brood parasite my poison the family that raised it and kill them. 

Memory of Basilisks is fading in the mind of dragons due to their rarity, slowly being reduced to a fable from a distant past.Dragons once bitterly hated the creatures, not because of their deadly nature or the fear of replacing their own young, but do to the view of the Basilisk as the “ruler” of serpents, and the ultimate fear and end bringer of life in the hearts of men and creatures, which bruised the giant egos of dragons to say the least.

(also whales in AKOW are like, magical manuscript beasts and nothing like actual whales…)

anonymous asked:

Hello, I was wondering if Sigmund have any part of the Bad God AU and if so, is he a lamb or something else?

A lamb? I am not too sure what that is but I do serve a purpose. I am only but the God’s Concubine. I was hand chosen from the Bringer of Life, or I suppose the staff know him as Vanya, to be brought back into the world only to please our Lord. I will do whatever it takes to make him happy.

I will do whatever it takes.

(Side note: Siegmund does have a role but only in the Hell Route, aka, in which Nevo goes completely mad and breaks Vanya earlier on by bringing back an old love interest instead of his son. Siegmund swears revenge by being a whore for Nevo to drop his guard before murdering him. He loves Vanya deeply, broken toy of God or not.)

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Art Stream: A whole lotta Hell

So for reasons I’ve been thinking about the hell route of bad god a lot more recently, namely the time before Mundi got all of his memories back and became the god slyer hes most infamous for. Back there was a time where he had no memories of his former life and was just a shell. Kinda of like how the lambs were, had no idea who they were, but since Mundi was brought back as an adult he didnt have the luxury for everything to be slowly taught for him. The was Vanya’s job, the ‘Bringer of Life’ to educate the recently deceased man on how to properly live again. Nevo took a bit of interest in the pretty flower, a bit too much interest. Vanya did his best for Nevo not to take advantage of him and tried to be strong for Mundi’s sake until he finally could remember and get the fuck outta there.

Anyway, more detail under cut

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Most of the time, all you want is to be accepted. You feel that no one will like you if you do certain things or feel certain ways, so you don’t give yourself permission to have those certain feelings. That is where the anger comes from. You have anger because you make judgments about what you can and cannot do. If you do not give yourself permission to feel, you cannot learn. Feeling connects you with life.
—  Barbara Marciniak - Bringers of the Dawn
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Modern Villain Redemption Arcs

This is an amazing compilation of few of the most beloved/hated supervillian turned heros. Almost all of them were deemed irredeemable because of the atrocities they’ve committed. But with a good redemption arc even the most villainous characters can be turned to a hero.

The list contains few of my most favorite characters ever : Vader, Magneto, Dr Doom, Vemon, Lex Luthor, Jason Todd.

But the one that’s most astonishing is Galactus. The planet devouring supervillian gets his redemption arc and turns from a life consuming monster to a life bringer.

It’s awe-inspiring and really makes you think if these people can get a redemption arc, why are we still fighting to prove *he who must not be named redeemable by the Tumblr* isn’t worth saving? 

Why is HE worse than Satan when Galactus, the Planet Eater himself gets to be redeemed?