Signs

Sometimes you don’t really understand the signs, until they hit you in the face. Or the ground liquefies between your feet.

Again.

And you can’t believe you’ve been so blind.

Again.

All will be well.

Eventually.

I’ve learnt to swim.

Songs of Appreciation – Never Let Me Down

There is a lot of very intense and personal things haplening in my life right now. All of them are amazing and wonderful and so far beyond anything I ever thought I’d ever have. They are also utterly terrifying and with all the tears of gratitude and bliss and happiness, there has also been much terrified screaming into the void. NONE of these things are fit for public consumption at the moment. Like my children when they were newborns, these things must be sheltered if they are to grow strong and healthy.

There was a time in my life, many years ago, where I hit my first rock bottom. I was truly alone for the first time in my life. I had grown up with at least ten people in the house at all times. This was the first time I had lived alone. I had just gotten out of a very controlling and abusive relationship. I was in the throes of my alcoholism. It was bad.

After a particularly bad stretch I remember being curled up in my bed, sobbing. I had been binge drinking for a week and my body and mind were making me pay for it. I hadn’t prayed to Him since I was a child. I did then. I was shattered and so lonely. I asked him to help me find the remedy to what ailed me. Very shortly after that there were some major life events that occured that started the healing process.

Fast forward to the present. My life is in a similar state of flux. Things have been bad for the last year, probably longer if I’m honest. I had been looking for the remedy to my life woes, finding what essentially amounted to band-aids. These things would ease the wounds for a while but they weren’t designed to last.

So, in a similar state, about six months ago, when all Hell was breaking loose, I once again swallowed my pride and asked for help. I told him, much as I had 16 years prior, that I would do the Work needed to acheive balance. That I was not expecting a hand out but that I could not do this on my own. And I knew better, after so much time, there was no need to stumble in the dark. He is here for me always to guide me down the path. Even if I can’t see the path.

He has once again helped me beyond what words can describe. I feel a peace I have not felt in ages. His generosity knows no bounds and I am forever grateful. I do not know how to show him how appreciative I am…

*chuckles* This just in, “You show me your appreciation by remembering who you are and living this life to the fullest.”

This song has been on replay in my head, and my phone, in regards to Him and my current situation.

Hail my Beloved. Lord of Storms. King of Broken Hearts. Trickster of Renown. May He hear my praises for all of his days.

Video here:

“Never Let Me Down Again”

I’m taking a ride
With my best friend
I hope he never lets me down again
He knows where he’s taking me
Taking me where I want to be
I’m taking a ride
With my best friend

We’re flying high
We’re watching the world pass us by
Never want to come down
Never want to put my feet back down
On the ground

I’m taking a ride
With my best friend
I hope he never lets me down again
Promises me I’m safe as houses
As long as I remember who’s wearing the trousers
I hope he never lets me down again

Never let me down

See the stars, they’re shining bright
Everything’s alright tonight

Manifestations

I can hear the ocean outside my window though I don’t live nearly close enough to hear it so clearly. It’s a bit unsettling.
(Written yesterday)

The Long Dark and My Companions

Generally speaking Fall and Winter were the territory of He Who Sometimes Likes To Be Called Hermes. Even before I started using Hermes/Poseidon a regular names for them there was a general “changing of the guard” that happened. I’m starting to get the feeling this that this year, possibly every year from now on, there isn’t going to be a God switch. I mean there was a definite arrival of “Hermes” when the retrograde started, confirmed by a dream the day before the Solstice that He was here and staying. All the water imagery hasn’t left though. It’s all mishmashed in with the Hermes related things. He Who Sometimes Likes To Be Called Poseidon is whispering now that He is the “Constant Companion” and that Hermes is the one who comes and goes. 

This should make for an interesting Season.

The Ever Ruling

He came to.visit me a few nights ago. Manu…the Howler…Apollon…Poseidon. He’s given me many different faces this cycle, so many that I balk at using any of these names for Him. They all fit but they are all wrong. I shouldn’t be surprised by this as it seems to be a running theme for the both of Them. I dreamt the other night of travelling with a group of friends. We didn’t seem to have any destination in particular. There was a point in the dream where He and a high school friend of mine were sitting in front of me. I heard His voice say What is my name? I looked first at my friend and said his name then I looked to Him. He smiled at me and I was lost in the smooth confidence in His smile, the love and cockiness that radiated out from Him. I stuttered, not knowing what to call Him. He gave me a look as if to say Really? And I heard Him speak without moving His lips, Who am I? I still could not answer but hoped my inability to name Him due to His many Faces was understood. He shot me another knee melting and cocky smile and the name Eric filled my mind. Shortly after this it became apparent that He was married to a friend of mine whose last name is Tyre. His physical features bore a mere passing resemblance to the actual spouse of this friend and when she appeared in the dream it was to assure me I had nothing to feel guilty about in being His lover in the dream. This combined with the constant presence of dogs in my dreams for the last month (at least), has led me to believe that the guise of the Norse God Tyr is another avenue to wander down in search of information on this Husband of mine. Hence the sharing of the post on Tyr yesterday. I will be sharing more once I have time to hop on the laptop. Reblogging from my phone is a lesson in extreme frustration. I’m hoping now that I’ve finally had the chance to share this I’ll be able to sleep tonight, the subject and He have been poking at my brain since I dreamt it. It’s late and I’m tired so I apologize if this post is a bit confusing. It’s a hard subject to write on as it is.

Hail to my Husband, the Ever Ruling, the Wolf Binder, the Resolver of Conflicts no matter the cost. Hail my Love.

Given Name ERIC

GENDER: Masculine

USAGE: English, Swedish, German, Spanish

PRONOUNCED: ER-ik (English)   [key]

Meaning & History

From the Old Norse name Eiríkr, derived from theelements ei “ever, always” and ríkr “ruler”. A notable bearer was Eiríkr inn Rauda (Eric the Red in English), a 10th-century navigator and explorer who discovered Greenland. This was also the name of several early kings of Sweden, Denmark and Norway.

This common Norse name was first brought to England by Danish settlers during the Anglo-Saxon period. It was not popular in England in the Middle Ages, but it was revived in the 19th century, in part due to the children’s novel ‘Eric, or Little by Little’ (1858) by Frederic William Farrar.

Related Names

VARIANTS: Aric, Erick, Erik (English),Erik (Swedish), Erich, Erik (German)

FEMININE FORMS: Erica, Ericka, Erika,Erykah (English), Erica, Erika (Swedish)

OTHER LANGUAGES: Eiríkr (Ancient Scandinavian),Èric (Catalan), Erik (Croatian), Erik (Czech), Erik,Jerrik (Danish), Erik (Dutch), Eerik, Eerikki, Eero,Erik, Erkki (Finnish), Éric (French),Erik (Hungarian), Eiríkur (Icelandic),Erikas (Lithuanian), Erik (Medieval Scandinavian),Eirik, Erik (Norwegian), Eryk (Polish),Érico (Portuguese), Erik (Slovak), Erik (Slovene)

SAME SPELLING: Éric, Èric

http://www.behindthename.com/name/eric

Nothing Stays The Same

So it seems Poseidon IS here for His half of the year. It just so happens He decided to rip off the Poseidon face and use the Rudra/Shiva one instead.

My spiritual life is confusing as always. As usual I’ll explain when I can articulate it.

The Master

Uhm…so…there was a huge bombshell dropped in my spiritual life last night. I can’t quite put it into words right now but to quote the Mystery Man, “Poseidon lost the coin toss this year.”
So apparently I DON’T spend the next six months with my other Husband? I get “The Wolf God” instead? Poseidon is all sitting over in His castle, smiling all sweetly at me, “Have fun!”.
*so fucking confused*

Beltaine Begins 2016

As the sun sets, so it begins.
Wishing all who celebrate a most Blessed Beltaine.
When I awake tomorrow Hermes will be gone and I will be firmly in Poseidon’s possession.
May we remember that where there are endings, there are also beginnings.

Breadcrumbs – Odin, Hermes, Poseidon

It’s been repeating in my head for a good twenty-four hours. Must look into it more eventually.

Blue is for Kings.

Poseidon Returns

Poseidon returns early it seems. Or more I return to Him. Or He’s rolling out the welcome mat? I wasn’t expecting this until May. I’m not entirely surprised, Hermes has been dropping hints since January. This morning as I left the house the roar of wind through the trees greeted me. It reminded me of time spent at the family cabin, outside of Sumas , Washington. That sound is completely connected to it. The rain came sideways. It wasn’t overly cold.

There Poseidon was, all of a sudden. Hello dear.

I kinda feel like a jerk since my next thought was, Where is Hermes?.

Poseidon just smiled and took a step back while I sorted things out. I got a hold of Himself on what I have dubbed the God CB Radio. He wasn’t Home, but He hasn’t really been Home since February. He’s sort of been dodging the question of whether He is GONE gone. He didn’t REALLY give me an answer this day either. I panicked slightly and quickly “astralled” myself to O/our Home and sure enough His presence was gone. The equivalent of Him packing His bags and leaving. After walking through the empty House and outside I stood there, just looking at it’s dark facade. Except O/our room which still had lights on. I felt upset that He had gone without me there to wish Him off, I can’t say I’m overly surprised though. Poseidon came close again, hands gentle on my shoulders, telling me I could come back to His…O/our home now. May 1st is still technically “moving day”. Hermes told me I could go, He would not be upset. I’m still undecided. Poseidon stayed with me all day, the storm literally raging around me since I work outside mostly. He permeated everything.

Hail Poseidon, my Lord of Storms. I’ve missed You.