“I am blessed my goddess, whoever she may be” by We bring the fire
Not every Pagan finds a Patron or a Matron deity.
There are many spirits who delights in pretending to be a deity and who will screw with you.
You are allowed to say no to a deity. They are not human and might not understand everything about human needs, such as having a job, a loving partner or a nice place to live.
If a deity asks you to harm yourself in any way, that’s a big red flag right there. If it is a deity, drop Him/Her. If not, it’s an impostor spirit, and you should cut off all contact.
So the other night I had a visit from Loki.
I half woke up and could feel Him spooning me, being the big spoon. He had an arm around my waist and was stroking my stomach. It was very nice. I felt so loved and safe.
It’s the first time He’s visited me like that since January 2012.
Maybe our connection is getting better?
An interesting video:
I do believe Loki is a God of fire, but He isn’t THE God of fire; that is Surtr.
As a Trickster deity, Loki has big appetites.
He is a very sexual God. He is pansexual, or, if you think about Him mating with Svadilfari to produce Sleipnir, He is omnisexual. I think His mating with Svadilfari, who was a Jotun magical horse, was a one off, though.
He is very fond of food, sweets and booze. According to shared personal gnosis, He likes spicy foods and is fond of Fireball whisky, so those are nice offerings to give Him.
Loki is also fond of creative activities, so nice offerings could be to draw Him or for Him, write Him a poem which you recite by the altar, or write Him a story which you tell Him.
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I haven’t had any contact with Loki since February 27th.
On Tuesday night, the 22nd, He visited me briefly in a dream.
I’m in a semi-dark room. The room is lit by a candle on a small table in the middle of the room. At the back of the room against the wall is a queen sized bunk bed. I’m sitting cross-legged on it with my back to the room.
There are three people sitting on the bed with me. Two in front of me and one to my left. I can’t see their faces.
Suddenly a man appears sitting to my right. I can’t see His face, but I know that familiar presence well; it is Loki. He’s dressed in a black shirt, black trousers and He’s wearing black boots. His hair is shoulder length and thick. Our arms are touching. He leans towards me and puts His arm around my waist. Then He sings to me in a low voice:
“I will sit down and pray with you.”
He sings it to me twice, then He vanishes.
I’m unsure of what He meant. He will pray with me? To whom?