#fpj notes

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Me: *having convo with Hermes in class and imagining him in the seat in front of me. This convo was mostly to ease my stress and anxiety i was having during class.*

Also me: This isn’t real

Hermes: Bet. Give me a color

Me: Red

Hermes: Okay

PowerPoint: *has red on the next slide in bold in my face*

Me: 👁👄👁

Hermes: Muah, kisses babe, I’m real

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Athena tends to pop in more when I’m in uni to remind me that I need to do work and stay productive. Hermes, however, tends to baby me more and give me more wiggle room but also does make sure I do work too.

Athena: It’s almost noon… shouldn’t you be getting ready to go to campus soon?

Hermes: On an empty stomach? No no! Eat first! Then get ready and go!

Me: Yeah! I gotta eat!

Athena: there’s a cafe on campus

Hermes: Home-cooked food!!

Me: Home-cooked food!!!

Athena: it’s like dealing with two little children

Ares: You’ll get used to it if you stick around long enough.

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Oh to dance in a field with the stars above me and grass below me, holding the hands of my mischievous heart, the one with wings and smiles, laughter lighter than bells and eyes warmer than fires. To feel his kiss of softly chapped lips from too much wind, too much sun, but never getting enough of that touch as we spin and twirl and cry our woes and wonders to the heavens and grounds above and around, to anybody that will listen.

Oh to be surrounded by that constant comfort, of yellows and oranges, blues and greens, mixing in skies and dirt, creating puddles and muddles and laughter of our own. To see sky above change and change, a constant cycle of life and death, of renewal and rest. Sun to moon and stars to clouds, rain and shine and snow and wind and hail, to scream louder than thunder and strike the ground harder than lightning with feet bare and tapping to tunes of none other than our own.

To be in love with this god brings me life, brings me breath and light, brings me constellations at night and coffee at day, afternoons of readings and evenings of firelight. Hermes you wonderful god of beauties unceasing to unfold all around me, continue to take my hand and lead me through this twisted path of life, holding me tighter than ever as I go down with you at my side

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On that Persephone note though- I’m such a choir junkie and added two songs that we’ve performed this semester to my playlist for her. I think they both kind of include the two sides of her (Persephone and Kore) and have that strong yet also subtle and gentle notes that I personally connect with Persephone

Bloom arranged by Philip E. Silvey

Ain’t No Grave Can Hold My Body Down arranged by Paul Caldwell and Sean Ivory

This is UPG!! Just thought I’d share it though if any other Persephone devotees had playlists for her too and wanted more songs to add to it!!

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Today I ask my gods for strength. It’s been a year since my uncle passed and while that hasn’t affected me as much, I think being surrounded by the mourning who are still learning to cope will.

I’m sure they already know though. Hades has already come to me in an image, same place as the last one. He held my hand this time though, reassuring me. “I’ll be there, I’ll be with you. Don’t worry.”

This is good experience for my desire of wanting to work more in death witchcraft, I’ll admit that. But it’s just scary to realize everything and be surrounded by it without somebody else who isn’t as unaffected.

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I forgot that I did some slight meditation with Hades last night using this new constellation projection light I bought. I only bring this up because this mini memory came back when I thought of the song I was playing during it.

I got this image of myself sitting with somebody. My gods’ images will change often but the energy is always the same, so I know it was Hades sitting beside me in the form of a broad man in a suit, short hair, and glasses (very nanami-esque mixed with a little Hades from Hadestown)

We were sitting and talking about something. I feel like I was telling him about my day but slowly unraveling more about something deeper. I started to cry a little while I spoke, voice cracking. I was about to apologize when Hades wrapped an arm around me and held me while I cried even more.

I also remember scenery around- there was like an ocean not in front of us but I could smell sea salt. We were sitting on this cliff like place with a bench under a large tree that had these beautiful pinkish-reddish flowers. It was really beautiful, and the sky was partly cloudy so it wasn’t too bright but the shade of the tree kept us cool anyways.

I feel like this little chance to connect with Hades was really nice. I don’t remember much else from it, but that little scene really felt comforting and I’m so glad I was able to remember it.

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Here’s a nice little devotional and/or offering idea for any Hermes, Ares, Nike, and other physical/gifting/charity/exercise/etc gods!

The app Sweatcoin tracks your steps and gives you coins for being on your feet! With these coins, you have the option to buy rewards or to donate to different charities that change kinda often. So not only are you staying active, you’re also donating!

I always try to make monthly donations of 20-50 sweatcoins if I have enough to all the charities for my gods. It’s free, very useful for those who walk or exercise already, and just an easy offering to give to your gods!

Hope some of you find this useful! With luck and love!!

- Lupe (a-flowers-farewell)

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I keep second guessing how slow after lunch will be and regret not bringing my iPad or my laptop so I can start working on my grimoire again 😪