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i love women
I was looking for photos of one physical condition that happens to penises and came across this photoset.
level 271 penismancer demonstrating his arcane might
My Goddess aphrodite🥹💖‼️
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Told you guys I had something that would be HUGE!
oh sappho
girl the pattern you see is not divine or malevolent forces trying to reach you through the veil it’s just because you’re good at pattern recognition keep it moving
I believe that one of the hardest parts of worshiping the Greek gods is that sometimes you can't feel their presence. At least that's how it is for me.
I'm an anxious person by birth and although I'm working on it, I believe that part of me will always exist, so when something doesn't go exactly the way I expected, I freak out, and this unfortunately interferes a lot with my religion. Just a difficult time when I feel strangely alone or when I'm paranoid that maybe I'm praying and no one is listening, it leaves me in tatters.
But one thing my mother, a very wise woman, told me, is that: we won't always feel the presence, but it is there, and all you have to do is move forward with this certainty. No matter what religion you follow or what deity you worship, just keep going, because they are there.
(I hope this can help you, no matter when or where you are reading this)
I really needed this anddd I think a few of you needed this too. I tend to need constant reassurance because of some traumatic bs I put myself through and sometimes worship feels like I'm in a toxic relationship with a boyfriend who'd rather play games than talk to me. It can be hard to feel like they're there and as someone new to Hellenic Polytheism it can be hard to remember they even exist.
Anyways, thanks op :D!!!!
It was very helpful
Why is it always about Orpheus turning back foolishly and never about Eurydice following him out of the Underworld, likely knowing she was doomed. That Orpheus went all this way, singing the story of their love, hopeful that he will return her to the surface and finally build their life together— but they will not. She knows her Orpheus will turn back. And yet she still follows him, all the way to the top, because the simple pleasure of seeing his back again is enough for her. Isn’t that a foolish thing to do for love?
World’s oldest doodle (/j) made by me two-ish years ago
Done during a class reading of Sappho’s “Ode to Aphrodite”
❀ . . A Prayer to Aphrodite
On your dappled throne, Aphrodite—deathless, ruse-devising daughter of Zeus: O Lady, never crush my spirit with pain and needless sorrow, I beg you.
Rather come—if ever some moment, years past, hearing from afar my despairing voice, you listened, left your father’s great golden halls, and came to my succor,
Yoking sparrows, lovely and swift, to drive down, leaving heaven, chariot sailing mid- sky over black earth, feather-thick wings densely beating the clear air—
Quick arrival. You, O my Blessed Goddess, ageless lips then beautifully smiling at me, asked me what had caused me such pain and made me cry out again now:
. . . “What’s the secret wish of your crazy, wild heart? Whom must Love compel with Her wily ruses back into the glittering net of your arms? Sappho, who hurts you?"
. . . “If she flees, she’ll follow you soon as I say. If she snubs your gifts, she will give you much more If she loves you not, then I swear she will love— Even unwilling.”
Come to me now, free me from bitter worry, all I long for, deep in my spirit— do it! You yourself be, here on this field of battle, Sappho’s lone ally.
— Sappho (the only poem preserved in its entirety that was written by her. It was quoted in full in Literary Composition by the Greek rhetor Dionysos of Halikarnassos). Translated by David Bowles.
You do not need a sign.
For the love of the gods, just pray. You do not need to be called. You do not need to be contacted. Just pray.
Advice for beginner Hellenists
This isn't necessarily a post where I include a list of Gods, epithets, resources, and offerings for said Gods, but rather, hopefully soothing the worries of those of us who are starting the journey into the religion. As someone who was once in a religion that made other religions sound like something absolutely terrifying, my journey into Hellenism was once which was also... pretty terrifying, and this fear was mostly just from my own mind.
Anyways, my list of Advice:
me when i FUCKING get you *image of two mourning doves cuddling*
Your relationships will be richer if you also allow people to love you the way that they love, and not only in the way that you're used to perceiving love. You'll miss out on a lot if you're only looking for it in the same places you're used to giving it.
I love by problem solving, remembering small things that people like and make them happy--like little notes in the margins of our relationships, a silent squeeze on the arm to reach out and connect.
I have a friend who loves by asking if she can send me a recipe for Japanese egg and rice when she knows I'm having a bad time. I have a (cishet) friend who loves by messaging to tell me he's just finished reading He/She/They by Schuyler Bailar. I have a friend who loves by telling me "I love you" openly and as often as possible. Some love by telling you things they won't tell to another living person, some love by going six months without talking but answer in five minutes when you message them at work, and some love by not knowing how to show their love, but never leave you out in the cold when you ask for somewhere to go and a warm fire.
"Love languages" are largely bunk and were made up by a misogynist, but I can tell you that people do love differently and that it matters to learn how.
you know what would be actually so cool?
if i could take like. tiny cardboard boxes. and make tiny "bedrooms" for my deities.
im talking like little beds, maybe a book case for athena or a vanity for aphrodite or some instruments for apollon or some origami flowers for persephone or a tiny jar of rain water for zeus or even like silly little toys and pranks for loki... the possibilities are endless.
omg im so doing this!! and if any of yall do it or have done it...... share pics 👀👀👀