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Persephone, I’m sorry I forgot to wear the bracelets out, but I took some pretty photos of flowers to make it up to you.
I hope you like them 🙏🏻
Flowers may not last forever, but the impact you and they have on me does.
…. So I’m kinda really new to this whole Hellenistic polytheism thing in terms of actual worship. I know I can’t do much in terms of the traditional stuff because of where I live and my current situation, but for the last year when I’ve been sad over a breakup, I peeled a pomegranate with my bare hands.
Last time I did my little ritual, I talked to Persephone (idk if she heard me or not but it felt nice and a little less lonely) and told her that she made a lovely choice for fruit.
… that was a few months ago. I feel like she’s a pretty understanding person/goddess in knowing how much I can do right now, but I kinda feel a little bad that I haven’t done it since January (or so). I know it’s not pomegranate seeds, but I want to thank her for being patient with me (and also to like… not have a mental breakdown again).
I dunno what to do right now…
Any suggestions are welcome.
Persephone 🩷🌹
Happy Halloween
Hello, Bees! Happy Halloween 🎃
This year, I'll be celebrating Halloween with movies, spooky stories, and songs. I don’t specifically honor Persephone or Hades on Halloween, as I devote time to celebrate Persephone's Peredípnon at the end of each month.
Perídpnon - You can confer here 👇
I'm so happy because there’s a new book about Persephone in Portuguese, written by a Brazilian author, Obsidiyana. She’s such an incredible person, and I absolutely love her work!
Queen Persephone
Some mistakenly believe that Persephone is merely a goddess of spring, but she is so much more. She is all the seasons. The maiden empress. Volatile, aromatic, divine goddess.
Where I live, it’s spring, but I feel a darker facet of the goddess. The sky has been cloudy for three days, and a shadowy movement approaches the rose pots. It’s Persephone with a sarcastic smile on her face. 'Oh... You thought this spring would be all pretty...'
Persephone is much more than just a goddess of spring...
Relevance - July 15, 2024
Thanatos paid a visit and asked me... What is your relevance?
I think it's a bit egocentric to believe that we are the center of the universe, that we will live forever, and that we hold the absolute truth of who we are and who others are.
Well... We don't have the absolute truth of the universe, but we have the ability to discover what is true for us.
Here is the invitation to explore more of our own truth and let those egocentrics, who are eager to tell us what we should or shouldn't do, continue in their insignificant existence. We have no relevance to the universe, but we can choose who truly has relevance in our lives.
Khaire Thanatos 💀🌹
Saturday = Spell day 🌹💀
A little offereing to Queen Persephone 🥀
Persephone has teaching me that the true altar is not in objects but in how I communicate with the beings around me. I really want to give the best statue of her, but it won't help if my relationship with the Queen is superficial 😅.
"A luz mudou:
a afinação do dó está mais escura.
E as canções da manhã parecem ensaiadas demais.
Essa é a luz do outono, não a luz da primavera.
A luz do outono: não serás poupada.
As canções mudaram; invadiu-as
o indizível.
Essa é a luz do outono, não a luz que declara
renasci.
Não a aurora da primavera: penei, sofri. fui libertada.
Este é o presente, uma alegoria do desperdício.
Tanta coisa mudou. E no entanto você tem sorte:
o ideal arde em você como uma febre.
Ou não como uma febre, como um segundo coração.”
"The light has changed:
the tuning of C is darker.
And the morning songs seem too rehearsed.
This is the light of autumn, not the light of spring.
The light of autumn: you will not be spared.
The songs have changed; the unspeakable
has invaded them.
This is the light of autumn, not the light that declares
I was reborn.
Not the dawn of spring: I suffered, I endured, I was freed.
This is the present, an allegory of waste.
So much has changed. And yet you are lucky:
the ideal burns in you like a fever.
Or not like a fever, like a second heart."
Outubro, Averno - Louise Glück
Midsummer Eve - Edward Robert Hughes (1851–1914)
Summer Rain 🌻🌧️ - December 2023
