Loki I love you so much right now. He knows he's pushing me out of my comfort zone. He knows I fear coming out of the broom closet because I live in a rural town deep in the heart of southern Appalachia. This is the Bible Belt, Trump country, I live in a very right wing conservative Christian area. Loki knows I fear losing friends and family. I am and have always been an oddball, a misfit, an outcast. But if I play by their rules, if I hide all the parts of me they'll never understand I'm at least marginally accepted. He knows I'm insecure, He knows I avoid conflict to the point of being a bit of a doormat, He knows I lack confidence and self-esteem. He knows sometimes I just need a push, and a bit of reassurance.
So He gives it sometimes in the most amazing ways. In the past week I have had a co-worker and some random lady in the local Walmart admit to that yes they too are Pagan/Wiccan. Tonight while doing a bit of shopping I thought hey let me pick up some incense or a candle for Loki. So I head on over to the aisle where they sell the candles, wax melts, essential oils and incense. There is a lady there thoroughly excited to find sage and palo santo. Turns out she a newbie witch whose getting called by a spirit. I'm like so you're God bothered. She thinks a moment and nods. I'm like one of the Gods and it ain't Yahweh is calling you. In my head I'm thinking Loki you shit are you calling her or is it one of your friends. Turns out Loki took the opportunity to reassure me and use me to give a more direct message to someone being called by a friend of His from the Greek pantheon.
