"I was born in the summer, under the rays of the sweltering sun,"
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@l0vely-eclipse
"I was born in the summer, under the rays of the sweltering sun,"
should i continue using my sideblogs or just post everything on my main blog
keep your sideblogs
post everything on main
(my sideblogs are @st4rry-seas and @l0vely-eclipse)
being a loveless/lovequeer aphrodite worshipper is very hot of me btw
btw the gods love you. It's okay to feel loved by the gods.
sometimes i have to remind myself (aka scream at myself) that i am allowed to ask my gods for help
Welcome your gay neighbor
Welcome your transgender neighbor
Welcome your poor neighbor
Welcome your disabled neighbor
Welcome your immigrant neighbor
Welcome your sick neighbor
Welcome oppressed neighbor
the ladies' bathroom is the temple of Aphrodite
I make my pilgrimage through the crowd
I dance my way through the beer garden and enter her sacred space
past midnight, the sermons begin
the sink is the altar at the temple of Aphrodite
the priestesses are gathered around one tiny mirror
their giggles and cackles are ambrosia to my ears, the nectar has long before started flowing
it has to, else no service tonight
"oh my god," the high priestess says, invoking the prayer
"you're too good for him," says another of the women
"girl, I love that dress," says the third.
one of them offers her mascara. communion.
the stalls are the confession booths in the temple of Aphrodite
as the godess herself holds a girl's hair as she confesses her sin
"do not worry, child, it is not a sin to live in hedonism," she says, her voice like honey
"stall’s free," the girl stumbles out
it is a mess, the temple of Aphrodite
but not a repulsion. tear tracks are a mark of love,
not for the man who caused the tears but for the girls who wipe them away
you’ll never see them again, but tonight they voice the will of a godess
I ask the high priestess where she got her shoes
it is part of the ritual of the temple, and I have done my part now
"ooh, girl, on sale!" the priestess is pleased.
the godess herself is appeased. I go in peace.
the ladies' bathroom is the temple of Aphrodite
I get so happy whenever I see other Helpols talking about Hellenism :333
It makes me so happy and I kick my feet and giggle :33333333
Shout out to the aroace/acespec/arospec devotees/worshippers of Aphrodite.
Shout out to the devotees/worshippers of Zeus that fear thunderstorms
Shout out to the devotees/worshippers of Hera (goddess of family) that have crappy biological families.
Shout out to devotees/worshippers of Apollon who have light sensitivity (can’t go outside without sunglasses because the sun is too bright)
Shout out to devotees/worshippers of Artemis that don’t like hunting.
Shout out to the devotees/worshippers of Dionysus that don’t like to drink.
Shout out to the devotees/worshippers of Hades that fear death.
Shout out to the devotees/worshippers of Athena that have intellectual disabilities.
Shout out to the devotees/worshippers of Poseidon that live nowhere near the ocean.
Shout out to the devotees/worshippers of Demeter that can’t keep a plant alive for the life of them.
Shout out to the devotees/worshippers of Hephaestus that dislike welding and building.
Shout out to the devotees/worshippers of Hestia that love traveling far away from home.
Shout out to the devotees/worshippers of Hermes that can’t travel due to medical disabilities or lack of financial stability/nbr
Shout out to the devotees/worshippers of Ares that heavily dislike war in all it’s forms.
You are special, you are valid </3
if you see someone at the beach aggressively waving at the sun like an excited child that might be me
if you see someone in the woods waving at the moon that MIGHT be me!!
hey, if you claim starving yourself is worshipping aphrodite, get the fuck out
I've been looking into opening communication with more of the Theoi recently, and something about Lady Aphrodite really stood out to me. It's been wonderful worshipping outwardly - to the sun, to restfulness, to my travels - but I always think it's good to turn inward now and then.
A big thing that draws me to her is love - not just romantic, but self love too. I'm queer, and still in the throes of figuring out my gender and how I want to present. I think looking to her for acceptance, as well as general guidance, could make a ton of difference in my life.
I'm on that awkward line between loving myself and not. I think I'm fine. But I want to feel confident in myself, I want to be the best version of myself - and who better to do it for than the Goddess of Love herself?
guys wait I need an Aphrodite appreciation moment
I LOVE APHRODITE
Okay thanks guys I just couldn’t keep it in
I Love Seeing my Gods Everywhere
I’m making Mac and Cheese-
And I see Demeter and Kore in the noodles,
I see Hephaestus in the pot,
Poseidon in the water,
Zeus in the olive oil,
And Aphroditê in the sea salt.
I see Hera and Hermes in the milk and butter,
I see Apollo in the cheese’s golden hue.
And through all of it,
The act of cooking and the heat it requires,
Hestia is guiding my hands,
Helping me create nourishment and joy,
All in honor of The Gods.
Thank you Blessed Theoi, may I never cease to sing your praises 🙏🏻
Apollo gives me so much hope for the future. I've prayed to him in my darkest moments, and he's always taken my hand gently to pull me back to the light. Like a candle in the distance, I see the hope of things improving, and I continue onward. How can things get better if we're not around to see it? And the entire way there, Apollo is holding my hand, whispering words of encouragement.
Apollo reignites the spark of hope in my heart when I've gotten lost in my own mind. He's reminded me of the beauty in life - the things that make life so worth it. The birds singing in the morning, the butterflies flying across the yard, the small flowers growing between sidewalk cracks, the way my dog looks at me when I greet her in the morning, the joy of dancing in my car at a stoplight, the sound of laughter when I tell a funny joke, the excitement of someone who's gushing about something they love, the sun setting over the horizon and painting the skies with gorgeous colors. There is beauty all around us, and romanticizing it is so necessary.
Thank you, Lord Apollo. Kindly God with a heart of gold. Benevolent Prince of Olympus. The light of, not only my life, but countless lives across the world. Thank you. I love you.
🧡☀️🏹
Αὐτὰρ ἐγὼν οὐ λήξω ἑκηβόλον Ἀπόλλωνα ὑμνέων ἀργυρότοξον, ὃν ἠύκομος τέκε Λητώ. And I will never cease to praise far-shooting Apollo, god of the silver bow, whom rich-haired Leto bare.
- From: Homeric Hymn 3, To Delian Apollo