Changing
When I was young.. like a strapping lass of eleven.. my first pagan gods were Dionysus and Hekate.. I remember dancing up on a hill one full moon offering blood and the beat of my body to their service.. They were me and I them. Gods that understood the torrent in my soul.. gods that understood the darkness and ecstasy.. gods that understood .....gods that held space for me in the darkest nights of my childhood... that understood the call of my soul to the wild. But now I am older.. and I'm finding .. that they are no longer are my guides..I will always have a relationship with them but its different. Something substantial has shifted in depth of my being.. and new gods have risen. In the Hellenic world Athena, Hermes, & Prometheus hold watch for me now. I just thinks its interesting.. the way we change. Each moment in time true for its moment.