*Reblog*Loki lookalike

This image passed through my Facebook earlier today. It made me smirk because Loki has taken it upon Himself to be much more…present…in my life. I had the pleasure of seeing a couple of my Godspouse friends !!!IN PERSON!!! last week and I mentioned how He wasn’t a “close personal friend”, I just seem to almost exclusively do oracle work for His followers(or followers of His children). As the words left my mouth I knew the lie of them. We all had a good laugh about it. I don’t think a person can associate with Loki and NOT have shenanigans and sexy times follow. I’m sure there is a full blog post coming on this subject.
I love this photo of a Loki lookalike.




So there is Someone prodding me to pay attention to Them. I may have mentioned before that Tolkien reads like history for me in the sense that it FEELS real. Not that I think I am any of the individual character’s. Thranduil caught my attention immediately. I honestly can’t remember if I’ve read anything about him, I think it’s all movie stuff. Anyways, the beautiful creature that is the “real” Thranduil is making Himself known. He’s intoxicating. I thought it was Loki, but it’s not, but it is. Loki-not Loki. He seems very determined to have much more than a platonic friendship; I don’t mean that it’s sex He’s after, although He wouldn’t complain, but there is an intimacy that He seeks. Also He is most definitely one of the Good Neighbours, a Fae, an Elf. The kind I swore I would never interact with. Will keep you posted as things unfold.


They all play a role in my life. And it is always in flux. This is the general idea though.

Poseidon is my Lover, my Husband, my King.

Hermes is my Lover, my Husband, my King, a Hunting Partner, Fellow Warrior

Apollo is my Priest, a ‘Spirit Worker’, He helps to guide and teach in the ways of Readings.

Aphrodite is my Friend, my Mother, my Huntress, my Mirror, my Love

And there’s Loki, Who does not give me another name to call Him besides Coyote. He is a very dear friend of mine and a ‘business partner’ or sorts, I tend to do a lot of readings for Lokeans. And He loves and watches over my son.

Odin is my Father in Heaven. A solid Rock and Foundation I can rest upon.

The Morrigan is my previous Patroness, an Old and Dear Friend Who is with me Always. 

Now…language and names are a complicated thing. At this point in my Path and Learning, Who and What the God(s) actually are is really wibbly wobbly (totally timey wimey Dr Who shit). Besides Their continued support in one form or another, nothing is constant. The names used are the ones They currently prefer.

And Loki.

Loki has been about a lot recently, mainly checking in on my child. I also seem to get a lot of Lokean’s who ask for readings when I do my oracle calls. We aren’t in any sort of intimate relations or anything like that. In His own words, “I like to use your services; The child I have fallen madly for.”

He’s a sweet heart and I love Him to bits. He always makes me laugh. He couldn’t be left out of course, this was His choice for the morning.

Protect and Survive
by The Dubliner’s
Well the government’s made a document
To help prevent embarrassment
And in the event of an accident
Catching us with our trousers down
It’s no use to you when you’re dead
Nor even when alive
And the name of this peace of paper is
Protect and survive

So when the nukes come raining down
It’s great to be alive, well
World War Three can be such fun
If you protect and survive
Protect and survive
Well a nuclear strike can be recognised
It would stand out in a crowd
There’s a flash, then a bang, then a blast of heat
And a bloody great mushroom cloud
So if you happen to see one at the end of your street
Will you please pick up the telephone
And inform your local police

Put sticky tape on your windows
Block your ears and close your eyes
Though it won’t make a blind bit of difference
You won’t have to watch yourself fry
If you find yourself in the target zone
And you haven’t got a shelter
Take a spade into the garden
And dig like merry hell sir

(Chorus) They’ve got strategic ICBMs
Both theatre and tactical
With independently targeted
Multiple re-entry vehicles
Backfire bombers, Polaris subs, cruise missiles
And the boys who hang around the Pentagon
Can’t wait to use these toys


When Armageddon gets underway
And the rockets come pouring down
All the bloody politicians who started it
Will scuttle off underground
And when they finally re-emerge
With no life to be found
They can administrate the rubble they made
And order each other around


Now they give us a four minute warning
When the rockets are on their way
To give us time to panic and Christians time to pray
So when you hear the sirens going
Place your head between your thighs
Whilst maintaining this posture
You can make a final gesture
And with a little muscular pressure
You can kiss your arse goodbye

So when the nukes come raining down
It’s great to be alive, well
World War Three can be such fun
If you protect and survive
Protect and survive
Protect and survive
Protect and…

Because Loki

Sharing this because Loki asked me to. They have become quite enamoured with my child, which in turn makes me love Them even more. (He asked for gender neutral pronouns because I have seen Them in MANY forms and gender.)

There is a little fox statue with two kits that my Uncle gave me years ago. I was prompted to put the figure into the babies room before he was even born. It now sits on his little altar/shrine. Red always creeps into his wardrobe which Loki now confirms is Them. My heart is filled with warm happy feelings. Thank you Loki, for caring about my little one. ❤ 



Loki is my travelling Companion today. I asked His help in figuring out vows for my Marriage to Poseidon. A good friend said He was good with words. He’s been flitting about for a few months but this last week or two has been inundated with all things Dandelion. Sunday I was prompted to wear these key earrings that I totally forgot about and had to go looking for. That afternoon I received a sheer orange salwar kameez with gorgeous sequins and embroidery. Reddish brown is the colour of the day. And of course I had to get a new notebook since I like having separate books for each of Them. Another reason He is about probably has a lot to do with my recent realizations about my gender identity and sexuality(which may or may not be a post…Loki says yes.).  The picture below is if the notebooks and pretty pens He requested. The headphones are because I forgot mine at home and will explode without music.



Guiding Gods

I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed lately. As a young teen, when I left Christianity I left my interactions with Male Powers behind. I am not proud of it but I treated Them about as well as I treated mortal males during those years. I was struggling with the masculine parts of myself mightily at the time. Still do but that’s another blog post in and of itself. My fear of my own non-binary nature along with a giant bag of baggage from Christianity kept me from connecting with Them. It could have just been part of my journey I suppose, immerse myself in the gender I was assigned at birth(female), now it’s time to explore the others options.

It took a couple years for Himself to reassure me enough to let Him in. Since I’ve let Him it’s been a bit of a snowball effect. I’ve now had direct contact with five Gods in the last few months, including Himself. Odin is my Father in Heaven, Hermes is my Beloved Husband, Ares is a dear Friend, Loki is…well Loki. Then there is Poseidon. I’m pretty sure I’ve already written a bit about His amorous intentions. My Fibromyalgia is acting up really bad today so I has the dumb and not the brain power to look it up right now. When I asked the Menfolk why they were here, this song was my answer.

Which when you read the lyrics and such is really very funny and fitting with my feeling of entering a “Brave New World” (maybe I should read the book again?).

Hermes spoke with me yesterday about Poseidon, reassuring me that He is not upset about my feelings for Poseidon or for any interactions with Him. Himself reminded me that monogamy is really a “modern” human construct. He told me that He “sent” Poseidon to me because I need Someone else with me when He is away. It wasn’t like an arranged relationship or anything. It’s kinda like He gave His blessings I suppose? Kinda like when He asked Hekate to come help me with my visions and such.

Poseidon and I have been “talking” most of the morning. He talks in songs. Which is awesome. Hermes does too but Poseidon seems to speak more in waves of emotion and music, the rumbles of tremors and earthquakes and horse hooves. He played this song for me today in regards to our relationship, He had eluded to an idea like this when He told me to look up information on Amphitrite.

Now what He wanted me to pay particular attention to was this part…

“When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It’s where my demons hide
It’s where my demons hide
Don’t get too close
It’s dark inside
It’s where my demons hide
It’s where my demons hide

They say it’s what you make
I say it’s up to fate
It’s woven in my soul
I need to let you go

Your eyes, they shine so bright
I wanna save that light
I can’t escape this now
Unless you show me how”

Unless you show Me how. The idea of being a Mortal that needs to Guide a God is scaring the shit out of me right now. I can’t stay way though. It’s time to jump in the deep end.