𝓐urora, dea lucis, roseis digitīs, tenebras fuge, solem voca. terram evigila, corda accende, nova dona diei redde. ❝𝓐urora, goddess of light, with rosy fingers, banish the shadows, call the sun. awaken the earth, enkindle hearts, restore the new gifts of the day. ❞
just had to sit down and ask myself why is it that i shift to places so easily when i’m not focused on them but when i take the time to focus, it feels harder to shift and the answer came so clearly to me: because when i’m not focused on the place, i’m not stuck on the outcome.
which is just like. POOF! wow! knew that. but never knew it applied in those situations as well. the theme that i’m learning about my shifting journey is that resistance can come from wanting so badly that it takes you out of the state of receptivity that shifting naturally flows in.
you want to always be in that receptive state, never chasing. shifting wants to chase you. shifting wants to do the heavy lifting so let it.
you never need to make shifting a big event, regardless of how much you’ve hyped it in your head. the more authentic your energy is, the less pressure you’re under. let go of the structure. the need to perfect the setup before you finally just do it. when you’re not performing, you can just connect.
repeat after me (for my fellow control freak shifters)
❝ 𝒾 surrender to the shift. i surrender even if things aren’t perfect. i surrender even if i’m not always sure what comes next. i surrender because i am safe regardless of if i am in control or not. my security is not dictated by any one reality. i am safe anywhere i go. i surrender because i am my anchor, not any one reality. i surrender to the shift because i deserve connection. i surrender to the shift because this is what i truly want. ❞
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a new mother of monsters had been born , under the guise of echnida’s own daughter. on the lands another mother and father mourn, and on the field a innocent daughter falls to slaughter.
the fates sat high and mighty atop of the stone. a request accepted with a groan. the titan of time could not reach the favored child, for she was held out of reach, by the mother who smiled.
the laughing woman sat atop of her throne. golden woman bearing a cup of bone, while she cursed mortals with the help of her crone.
𝑡ℎ𝓮 𝐜𝔥𝓲𝐥𝕕 𝑜𝙛 𝚝𝔂𝗽𝙝𝕠𝚗 𝓪𝑛𝕕 𝔢𝕔𝗵𝖓𝖎𝐝𝕒
it had been strange news that the child bore golden skin and had hair so dark, that the mother night even raised a curious brow. the birth of euryale had been viewed with mixed emotions. some where more than curious that she was a goddess and no monster akin to her siblings. some accused the two monsters to have taken her, stolen her away they said.
but those claims quickly died down. because who wanted to invoke the anger of typhon? even chaos themselves felt insulted.
gods, zeus especially, found themselves surprised that euryale became the personification of delirium. a goddess of insanity, chaos, disorder, instability and confusion at that too. it quickly made her dangerous, many feared to anger her. or many feared to get on her bad side.
it of course aroused the question, as to why she was so powerful. if her parents were monsters and previously gave birth to monsters, how come she was a goddess? was it because chaos had been her grandparent? most likely. seemingly her abilities came from them. chaos cherished and loved their grandchild.
none dared to ask questions anymore.
especially after euryale found herself falling in love with the titan, atlas. it had been curious. so curious that even hypnos, whom she considered her best friend, found himself clueless about her actions. lord hades, whom she served for, begrudgingly accepted her choice of man. he was happy to see her dance in the company of atlas. echnida frowned upon the news. yet seeing her daughter so happy in the presence of the titan made her change her mind.
the couple found themselves married soon after. and even after his punishment to carry the celestial planes she kept visiting. they were known to be one of the healthier couples in greek history, they were parents of many daughters and he did not seem to mind the fact she bore him no son. daughters were a gift from her in his opinion. maybe atlas feared to invoke her anger too, or he loved her so much he couldn’t bear to anger her.
even as he was banished to hold the celestial planes on his shoulders, she consistently visited him. she stayed loyal, even when he disappeared and when many other men offered themselves to her.
it was clear that the heart of the goddess belonged to only one person. even if he may be dead, her heart is still his.
𝗠𝕆𝒯𝘏𝘌𝓡 𝓞𝑭 𝕸𝒪𝒩𝙎𝓣𝑬𝑹𝑆
is the title that originally belonged to echnida. now that she is at war, aiding typhon & chronos it went to her daughter. echnida sensed that euryale needed a distraction. her daughters had just begun to talk to her again, after atlas mysteriously disappeared. they did not fear their mother, even as she cradled a baby chimera in her hands.
oh, euryale raised her children with kindness and compassion. she may look terrifying to some, but that did not change the fact she was a good mother. even to the monsters whom she regarded very much the same as her many daughters.
hydras, chimeras, drakons and many other monsters were born from her. her siblings followed her when euryale took on the identity of melpomene, one had to teach the monsters how to be monsters after all. they often played with the jewelry that dangled off her hat or arm when she wasn’t practicing plays.
melpomene was an actress. a proud one and that. and she never forget her role as mother of monsters. her coworkers didn’t seem to mind the fact she had monsters and nymphs as children, they were supernatural creatures themselves.
it was quickly learned that by all means, you shouldn’t mess with her children.
she proved herself to be. . . rather angry and protective. you never want to evoke a mothers anger.
though melpomene, or euryale, refers to her own children as her monsters. perhaps because they where little monsters. her three youngest ones especiall. perseus, eurydice and persephone. the little terrors of the theatre company. she is a good mother, but sometimes gives the worst advice known to man.
“when there's no cops around, anything's legal!,” she once reportedly told a eight year old persephone.
M𝐸L𝑃O𝑀E𝑁E 𝘋𝘌𝙻𝐏𝐻𝗬𝓝𝔈
the mortal disguise of the lady euryale. melpomene is her favorite muse, so she honored her by naming her mortal self akin to her muse. a eccentric, beautiful woman, who acts more like a teenager than a mother and a nearly five thousand year old goddess.
a strange woman no doubt, a black cat is always in her company. if her children or co-actors aren’t in her presence, the black cat casper always sits perched on top of her shoulders. apparently melpomene occasionally can be seen talking to the cat, the strangest thing is that it talks back. it is a strange sight.
an even stranger sight is when hunters or mortals swear they saw something. . . not quite normal in her arms. a baby chimera? a baby hydra? a baby drakon?
she is an actress, of course. as she is the founder of the flying opera company. melpomene and her closest friend, roux, founded the company in 1598. it’s a safe heaven for supernatural creatures who want to pursue acting. they are the oldest members, beside the skinwalker, arthur, and the banshee, caoihme. they travel each continent every hundred years, each summer a new shakespearan play. every few years new mortal actors or staff join, but they leave soon after.
melpomene drives them insane when they hang out with her too long. unwillingly. they are not supposed to stay too long in the presence of the goddess of insanity.
the woman is all things considered strange and unusual. maybe because she is all things strange and unusual. melpomene is a sweet woman, but she seems to live more in her head than the real world. melpomene dresses colorfully. it’s never a dull day in her presence. you never know what to expect if you’re with her. even her oldest friends need to brace themselves when they decide to spend time with the woman who gets distracted by everything. she is a human magpie. and her son inherited that trait, unfortunately.
now playing : carry on wayward son
streaming : supernatural season 1 ep 3 wendigo
sam and dean are investigating the disappearances occurring on blackwood mountain. they just so happen to be on the mountain when a friend group reunites after a year after two of their friends went missing. throughout the night mysterious things start to happen. a girl jessica gets dragged off by an unknown figure. her boyfriend mike pursues her captor to an abandoned sanatorium. meanwhile the rest of the friend group find themselves terrorized by a masked man in the lodge. and at the end of the night they find themselves hunted by a wendigo. are the brothers able to stop it?
with hints from emily davis, the brothers find out about a traveling theatre company. whom they decide to check out. emily described the play to be nearly magical and swears that the woman that played titania had real fairy wings. suspicions are raised, especially after that night.
yes I had to bring in until dawn. It’s one of my favorite games ever. and hades and south of midnight….you have to tear hades from my cold, dead, hands. it’s a crossover dr!!! a very fun one though. flying opera company…atla mention..
sorry for the late answer babe , but yes i’ve mini-shifted to my narnia dr ! 🤍 but i haven’t fully shifted yet this past month because university has been killiiiiiing me 😣
if any of you agree/support with @kurd1shangel please go ahead and block me. I don’t support their views and it’s genuinely disgusting to defend a man like charlie kirk. they can’t accept criticism and delete the comments that criticize them and talk about the disgusting things kirk has done.
their “apology” wasn’t even a apology. if you realize the comment was inappropriate, then you shouldn’t even have made that comment. knowing you would’ve faced backlash.
and isreal killing charlie is a reach. it was confirmed to be a WHITE REPUBLICAN CHRISTIAN.