Loki came to me in a meditation trance and showed me an allegorical vision about how it’s like for Him to be welcomed into a mortal’s life:
He is standing on an endless plain, where it’s always twilight.
Tiny houses are scattered all over the plain. They all look grey and unwelcoming. Some houses have lights in a window, but they are all faint and cold and don’t call to Him.There are no paths between the houses, the plain is just short, pale grass and dirt. It’s a bleak and barren landscape.
He walks for what seems like several days and nights. Then He sees it; a tiny light in the distance, calling to Him. He walks quickly and eagerly towards the source of the guiding light.
Finally, He is at His destination. It’s a tiny, red, wood panelled house with white frames around the two windows on the front, each one on the side of a white front door. There is a small patch of green grass around the house, and flowers growing under the windows. In one of the windows there is a lantern, its flame burning strongly and brightly. It burns for Him. There is a mat in front of the door, on which it is written: “Welcome Loki!”. He is filled with a sense of homecoming, and lifts His hand to knock on the door.