๐๐ช๐๐ผ ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ธ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ธ๐ท ๐๐ฑ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ฎ๐ท๐ฐ๐ฎ ~ ๐๐ถ๐๐๐๐พ๐ ๐๐๐น๐๐ถ๐
Credit: 28 Days of Devotion
ยทอโบหโขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอหโบโงอโบหโขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอหโบโงอโบหโขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอหโบโงอ ยทอโบหโขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอหโบโงอโบหโขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอหโบโงอโบหโขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอหโบโง
๐๐ช๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฝ ~
I associate many things with Andras. I'm reminded of him when I think of the Earth; when I see the stars and birds above me and the splatter of color in the world all around me. I feel him in the heat of energy as his devotional candle burns bright- and in the dark, dribbled into a bowl of water to find esoteric symbolism at night. I see visions of him in the smoke dragging in the air from floral incense and in the remains of the given gray ashes.
To find a balance in a demon who offers compassion on an untouched universal, soul level. To know there is patience in understanding the cycle of beginnings, transformation, and endings.
To be unconquerable besides a person who fears. To be in solace besides a person who grieves. To be unyielding besides a person who rages. To be righteous besides a person who loves.
The grass under my feet as the wind plays with my hair. The dedicated black fuzzy crow plushie, the perfume that clings to my skin, the blanket that he claimed with his scent, and his devotional jewelry draped from my neck.
I witness a cold-calculating deity experience warmth, and for me to be embraced in delicate, muscled-worn arms. I welcome him with open arms and with great gratitude I trust him. I revere in the luxury of lavish gifts bestowed upon me. I can't help but see the reflection of happiness spread across my face and the feeling of content I get deep in my chest.
What do I associate with Andras? I see connection in spirit and life.
ยทอโบหโขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอหโบโงอโบหโขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอหโบโงอโบหโขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอหโบโงอ ยทอโบหโขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอหโบโงอโบหโขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอหโบโงอโบหโขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอหโบโง
Day eight complete! Today was more poetic, but true and personally connected between Andras and myself.










