#hermes*

[embroidered-vines]

Lord Hermes devotional drawing

[ombrokharis]

Thank Hermes for facilitating my homecoming from Perú with no delays and an earlier flight due to a chance cancelation.

Thank Zeus for greeting me on the day of my arrival with unexpected rains.

[enodia-polymorphous]

The Pathways of Hermes Guided Meditation!

This week's meditation is "The Pathways of Hermes" which is a meditation with no specific epithet or focus.

The scene is set with a variety of pathways you can choose from to explore with Hermes, and it's designed to be revisited! Each time you go in, you may take a different path. I hope you enjoy!

[hats-off-to-hermes]

This blog wouldn't be called hats-off-to-hermes if not for this fun-loving, luck-bringing friend of man!

[heckyeahhermes]

The first problem anyone encounters when trying to understand [Hermes] is directly attributable to the very diversity of his activities. They are so varied that modern scholars have been unable to reach a consensus as to what quality or concept holds them all together, some even arguing that there is no such unifying feature to be found. The closest we can come to identifying any ‘core’ to Hermes, according to Parker, is to group his activities into a triad associated with ‘transition / communication / exchange’. It may well be the case, again as noted by Parker, that the diversity of Hermes’ activities arises ‘not on the basis of the internal logic of a central core’ but rather from what he terms ‘the principle ... of “one thing leads to another”’.

– Arlene Allan, Hermes (from Gods and Heroes of the Ancient World)

[mercurialtongued]

Here, I thank the Friend of Man. Great communicator and governor of my tongue. He who gives temperance to my conversations. He who gives me observant gaze, who tells me 'hey, listen to this' in moments of pivotal words being exchanged.

He who perks my ears up when seemingly innocuous speech is flowing. Who drops bits of information for me to pick up. He who gives me wise counsel with a wry smile. Who pings my mind when to read between the lines in someone's words.

How many times have I walked by just to hear life-altering speech? How many times has the moment been just right for me to enter, for my words to pull just so from someone's lips? How the mood has been perfect for idled honesty when before there was none? When someone else's phone notification gave me warning, just when they leave it with me?

I thank you, Hermes. For watching over me, and giving me what information I need to make educated movements forward. I walk with as much grace as I can muster because of you.

[abyssalfable]

One thing I've noticed about myself since working with Hermes is the return of one of the first traits I developed in adulthood out of survival, which is to honor my strong instinct of saying a kind word that I think needs to be said when it needs to be said, at all costs.

If I miss someone that may not reciprocate, I still feel like I must say it because life is so short and I would want them to know that in the end.

If I cross paths with a stranger and I sense something off about their state of mind where something I say may make their whole day better, then I will say it no matter what my social anxiety thinks.

It very much feels like embodying The Fool energy (Tarot), communication facilitation, as well as traveller relations. Makes me think of a post on here about how the followers of the Theoi tend to embody their traits, and I think that's a beautiful thing.