Pagan Deities

Deity Worship

Pagan Goddesses and Gods, there can be a place for them in our practice. Though not needed I can see why it helps women come back to themselves. I don’t look to any particular deity in my practice though I did once upon a time, but the deeper I went and started individuating my own path, the deities I once looked to naturally fell away. I am now standing in the flow of the Mystery nothing else is needed.

How I saw deity worship was like giving personality to the mystery to strengthen what is needed, whether conscious or not, within ourselves. I certainly saw that for myself even at the time I was looking to Goddesses for support. I do see how deities are very real for people because again how I see it, over time people have given such belief and love to personifying the mystery which I do see and feel how that belief can be very real when something has been given worship, focus and devotion for thousands of years.

No I’m not dismissing anyone who chooses to have deities in their practice actually the opposite. I believe pagan Gods and Goddesses are an important focus to connect to when we’re searching for a connection in an earth based practice. When we’re called to the Mystery it’s all too overwhelming, to not believe in anything that gives it a sense of realism and focus with a set of loose beliefs offering the freedom and knowing we’ve been searching for to come back to the earth, to the old ways, and the knowing we feel inside.

I remember when I didn’t feel the call to any particular Goddess I remember questioning my practice as a witch. Before that I experienced an overwhelming draw to study on every Goddess I intuitively felt was reaching in wanting me to know more, and of course I followed. I couldn’t tell you how many there were because there was so many but I believe the experience was like an initiation because not long after that I didn’t feel the need to look to any Goddess. I experienced a content emptiness which contained the calming and chaotic nature I knew to be every Goddess I studied and experienced. I went beneath the beliefs and found my own and most of everything I believed pretty much washed away from that moment.

There’s a freedom in not feeling I needed to look to anything but myself and what flowed inside and outside of me. I knew that already of course but it also gave me a more independent sense of self and really finding what love truly meant. A deeper knowing of the freedom love gives. It’s a challenging one to put in words unless experienced and every so called spiritual belief just fell away. Fucking fantastic yes but getting to the point of the post is how pagan deities can point us to the direction of this knowing if we choose to go deeper. I have a love for pagan deities and will share more of each Goddess on my pages that I have studied. I didn’t feel the need to explore pagan Gods to the extent of Goddesses though I did but it was the Goddesses which was the centre point of my practice and I can understand with my appreciation for my own gender, working with and empowering women.

I learnt a lot through my study of paganism and encourage anyone that is drawn to, to go there.

Leaving you with the Goddess Hekate one of the Goddesses I fell in love with through my practice and I love the stories and mythologies of Hekate, Queen of the Witches.

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Hekate – Artwork by HeartySpade at Deviant Art

 

Poetry/Storytelling

The Crows 

When you walk through death so many times the pain is almost delicious.

The Crows

I laid on the wet grass watching my breath caress the night air.

Unable to move

Pain in my chest and lower abdomen was growing

I was burning

I chose to fiercely confront my own death

The grief was unbearable

Hot tears spilled as I lay there motionless

I wanted crow to take me home

As I slowly began to sink in between worlds

I saw visions of darkness, blue black feathers filling my mind

Comforting me I slipped into the nothingness

I was still alive but in a different way

There was no more fear or pain just peace and not knowing

Not knowing what was to come

Not knowing where I was travelling to but I was travelling

I could feel myself moving

Transforming

I woke up from what I was already awake in

To more pain

More sorrow

Grief filled me again but I felt stronger this time

The walking dead

I walked for as long as I could burn through the pain

Until the crows came again

Peace filled me

Tears dripping down my face

I was comforted once more

Death stroked my hair

Took my pain away and left me in the nothingness

Where I waited to live again

Written by Astara Lak’ech (c)