Do you know how you’re going to handle your own death? Have you thought about it? Does thinking about death frighten you? Maybe it’s time we really talked about it more publicly.
He comes to me lays His hands on my head and says: “I can’t promise you that things will get better. I can’t tell you that there won’t be more violence in My name. I can tell you that you will have life and love and laughter and sorrow before you cross over. You need not stay at Death’s altar in order to understand Us. Remember to love in this life, and remember Me as I should be.”
There’s been a lot of discussion about grief since the election: what is “proper” grief, when to get over grief, and people denying the grief of others. Two months ago, this post would have probably just been a rant about not telling people how to grieve, but then my friend Bubby Jerimyah D’Luv died suddenly. And the grief over the election fell into grief over Jerimyah. I lit my candle for him, and wore my rainbow socks to his memorial. I was his friend, but I didn’t get to spend as much time as I would have liked with him.
“You humans are very strange creatures,” She said as She sat down. I took a sip of my cocoa. “I can’t argue with You about that. We tend to do a lot of weird stuff to each other and to our planet. We are stubborn, willful, quick to anger, but then we can be full of compassion, joy, and happiness.” “Well, yes, that’s very true.” She paused. “But your species doesn’t learn very well from it’s past, does it?” “No, unfortunately.” “You all come through My realm, one way or another, and yet you never seem to listen to the
I was reading an anthology about people’s experiences with Ereshkigal the other day, and I realized that I must be kind of weird when it comes to the “dark” Goddesses. Ereshkigal is new as a patron, but I’ve worked with Her before. I’ve also worked with Hecate, the Morrigan, Cerridwen, Lilith, Kali, and several other of this class of deity, and while I have a healthy respect for Them and what They can do, I don’t fear them. Most of the anthology had people talking about how “scary” Ereshkigal is. Other adjectives were terrifying, hard, cold, angry, etc. It may