Personne ne mérite ça – No one deserves this

Valiel Elentári:

If you feel like it and have a few minutes to offer, I think that France and especially the victims and victims’ family could use any good healing thoughts. For Truth and Justice too, the Morrigan awaits.

Originally posted on L'Antre de Morrigan:

[An edito for the few English-speaking Reader. Today has suffered a terrible outburst of extremists’ violence in France : three people attacked a famous journal’s headquarters (Charlie Hebdo) during a meeting and killed 11 people, journalists, targeting some of the most well-kown and talented French cartoonists among their ranks. We don’t know who they are, how they did, and for now it doesn’t matter, I mean, I won’t spread rumors and vulgar generalization. All that remains is a horrible crime, targeting professionals and a very important institution (targeting the media). We are all in shock, and all that can be done for now is taking a few step back, not giving away to fear, and praying for the deceased, the wounded, their family, and truth.]

Parce qu’au fond de moi quelque chose grince. Et Elle grince. Nous n’avons pas assez d’informations, nous ne savons pas si c’était effectivement…

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Happy Hunting

The Dark Season is pretty rough this year. I didn’t think that could be possible, but it feels like… Wilder. A dear friend of mine posted this amazing surprising quote by poet and writer Rudyard Kipling, and it is incredibly accurate ! I couldn’t but share.

 

Now Chil the Kite brings home the night
That Mang the Bat sets free.
The herds are shut in byre and hut —
For loosed till dawn are we.
This is the hour of pride and power,
Talon and tusk and claw.
O hear the call! Good Hunting, All
That keep the Jungle Law!

The Power of Love

A song that may ring a bell to many God-touched people and “godspouses”.

“The Power Of Love”

Aye… hmmm…

Dreams are like angels
They keep bad at bay
Love is the light
Scaring darkness away
I’m so in love with you
Make love your goal

The power of love
A force from above
Cleaning my soul
Flame on burn desire
Love with tongues of fire
Purge the soul
Make love your goal

I’ll protect you from the hooded claw
Keep the vampires from your door
When the chips are down I’ll be around
With my undying death defying love for you
Envy will hurt itself
Let yourself be beautiful
Sparkling light, flowers and pearls and pretty girls
Love is like an energy
Rushing in, rushing inside of me, hmmm…

The power of love
A force from above
Cleaning my soul
Flame on burn desire
Love with tongues of fire
Purge the soul
Make love your goal

This time we go sublime
Lovers entwined divine divine
Love is danger, love is pleasure
Love is pure, the only treasure
I’m so in love with you
Make love your goal

The power of love
A force from above
Cleaning my soul
The power of love
A force from above
A sky scraping dove
Flame on burn desire
Love with tongues of fire
Purge the soul
Make love your goal

Make love your goal

Haikus for the Gods

I was thinking at first of a joke when Heather first shared it, but I started reading the blog and it actually blew my mind. Some of those haikus are pearls. Insights of the God Loki, or of any relationships with the Gods. Views from the inside, revisiting the myths. It’s… baffling really. Dare have a try.

I’ll just leave here for my own personal record one that stopped me on the spot :

spread on love’s altar
am I being sacrificed
or am I worshipped?

(original link, with picture and explanations)

A Song and A Fragment

Working, working, working like hell. Delving deeper into the spirit-worker path, and on to the road to the Morrigan and priesthood. I so wish I could tell you more, even everything, but this year has been fucking intense, and I don’t think I would be able to gather the pieces. Maybe I’ll try later. Maybe I’ll give bits here and there.

For now here’s a song. Super recent, modern, nothing to get crazy for… and yet. When I heard it there was this twist in my stomach, and my “second hearing” got poked. Because sometimes our contemporaries write simple songs that can speak of Spirits.

“Cuz I can feel the rivers
Winding through the lands
Two lines, and a poet
Like a kind old rye
You know we could talk in that language
Only we understand”

Tom Odell, “Long Way Down”.

Still working on my own devotional book to the Spirits and Gods by the way (excerpts were there on Memento). Hope you didn’t miss the anthology to the Morrigan, and something’s coming up on Charon too. It’s been the 4year anniversary of my online shrine and collective site to the Morrigan. The 5th of our first meeting. The first of my semi-professional shop (which offers coupons until November). I’ll take up the professional website as soon as I finish my current business (working on a PhD statement). Much much to do.

Where’s the Support?

Valiel Elentári:

Please sincerely consider helping these people and this project. People who are deep in the mud, fighting for everyone.

Originally posted on Queen of the Waiting Ones:

So, I’m curious and have a question for all the super serious Pagans, Polytheists and other Alternative Religious folks out there who so often proclaim that they are all about founding new temples and other types of religious worship areas for those of our kind.  Where exactly, is your support for the Maetreum of Cybele?

I know most of you have read the recent Wild Hunt article detailing the Maetreum’s struggle against the Town of Catskill, NY, where government officials there have vowed to spend the Maetreum into bankruptcy, despite the Town’s losses in court.  Is it because you are tired of hearing about the priestesses’ plight?  If so, why haven’t you donated anything to help ease their burden?  This lawsuit has been going on for several years, and if you think you are tired and burnt out with it, just imagine if you were one of the priestesses.  Priestesses…

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