I went to a big family dinner on Saturday. We were 13 people.
After we had finished dinner, and before dessert, Loki began to poke me. He touched my head repeatedly. Touching my head is like saying “Hey! I’m here!”, so it felt like He was going: “Hey! Hey! Hey!”.
I asked Him: “Would you like to share the lemon parfait with me?” The poking stopped, and I sensed satisfaction coming from Him.
I hope He was able to share my senses, since He seemed so eager to do it.
Old Norse Faith (Forn Sidr) Pagan.
Lokean godspouse, mystic, and nun.
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