A Month for Loki: fourth Week

At Loki’s Hands, Pt 4: Closer

This post didn’t go as planned. The first thing that you may notice is that July has been over for almost a week now. The primary reason for that is that I’m currently in the last six months of completing my dissertation, and my workload has increased horribly in the last two weeks of July. In case anyone is interested, I’m getting a PhD in computer science. In case anyone’s interested, I am, at this moment, prevaricating on the topic of this post.

There’s another reason why I didn’t finish my last Month for Loki post in time, and that’s because I had something else planned entirely. Something more myth-based, more intellectualisable, more… general. This? How it ended up? Is none of the above.

It was a request—it started with a vague feeling that something was wrong with the last part of my series as I had planned it. That feeling didn’t go away, but grew stronger and stronger, until it culminated in a visual “counter-proposal”.

Loki wanted me to draw something more personal… and I had, and am still having, a very mixed reaction to His request. I am really pretty private about my devotional life. I don’t know who’s been reading my blog, but you may have noticed that what I post could—maybe not easily, but definitely possibly—be of value for people that are not me. And while my posts do contain information about me, this information is usually formalised to such a degree that I feel comfortable about sharing it. So yes, I’m wary of this post: for one thing, I don’t particularly like the thought of sharing much about the more intimate aspects of my devotional life. And for another, I’m uncertain if I am even capable of doing so if I want to.

But here I am, as requested by Himself, and I think it’s best to start where I left off: the cave, and singing for Loki Bound.

I went to the cave often, for several months. And then came the day when Loki took me away from there, and from all the online places I was frequenting at the time—which was around mid February. From one day to the next, I was barred from interacting, but most importantly, from reading online. I had been absorbing too much information, acting as an information sponge even as some of what I was reading was raising my hackles to no small degree. I didn’t act on most of what I saw, nor did I let the vast majority of things get to me: this wasn’t an emotional problem, or a question of indiscriminate or unreflected handling of information. No, the problem was the information itself.

It is a myth that we can read and come into contact with information without said information creating expectations. This is especially true of other people’s UPG and/or spiritual, mystical, or otherwise religious experiences. You build expectations, and this process is entirely subconscious. No one is exempt from this, not a single person with a brain, because this is how brains work. It is hard-wired into our biology as human beings, and so, unless you’re some kind of android, you do this, too. And once such an expectation is planted in your mind, it is so very hard to not have it interfere with what is your very own experience.

At some point, I was experiencing what I, unconsciously, expected. It takes some familiarity with the workings of one’s own mind to even recognise that it is happening. Why? Because this is essentially groupthink, with the perfidious difference that the group is hidden in the background instead of being at the forefront. But in essence, it is the same thing that happens if a group starts collectively experiencing, say, a spirit entity, even if this entity is fictitious or a significant part of its nature is strongly misrepresented. This may sound oddly specific to you, and there is a reason for this. Which is, basically, that I’m not talking out of my backside on that issue.

On a related note, I had begun to not only experience according to expectations I wasn’t even aware I had built, but also to shape my devotional practice according to what I had been reading. I wanted to incorporate everything, from prayer to meditation to regular and frequent offerings, divination and magic, astral travel, and among many, many other ideas, a vague notion of channelling. It wasn’t so much the idea of channelling that did it, but the interest in magic. You see, I had never been interested enough in magic to actually practice it. Up until a couple of weeks prior to my withdrawal from all online activity.

So, from one day to the next, I was cut off—not only technically by eschewal, but also spiritually. Religiously. I was left with the task of figuring myself out, one step at a time, and let me tell you, it was hard. In the beginning, there was only silence. I stopped all the things I was doing on a regular basis, including meditation, divination, and training/practicing to astrally project via trancework. I radically kicked out all the ideas that I had in my head that I hadn’t yet started to follow up.

The only aspect of my devotional practice I kept doing was altar work. I continued to maintain Loki’s altar in my flat, cleaning it every day, burning candles and incense, as well as offering foods or drink every other couple of days. In the beginning, there was only silence, and after being in interaction to the degree that resulted in my tending Loki in the cave, the silence hurt.

Still, I kept doing what I was doing, alone with zero community to bolster me, and after a while it became something I was looking forward to for its own sake. Shortly after that—in hindsight unsurprisingly—Loki began to engage with me again. It was different. He touched me in a way no one had touched me before, including Himself. He touched my very heart, and today, this touch is so much stronger and so much more present than then, but at the time, I figuratively burst into flames.

I discovered what it means to kneel to a God out of nothing but love.

And Loki showed me just how much He cares. It isn’t always a pleasant experience, and in my case, it included disciplinary action in one notable instance. Yes, that is to say punishment. And that, dear reader, is the extent of my sharing of it.

The important thing is that I knew why, and that that I knew it ultimately served my relationship with Him. And that Loki gave it to me because He cares.

I know how disturbed or even mentally unwell up this may sound to some of you out there, and I’m sorry. But the naked truth is that I found I can accept and even cherish things from a God Whom I love, that I would otherwise find ludicrous.

The altar has never lost its importance in my devotional practice. It became the starting point from which I rebuilt my devotional life from scratch, according to nothing but mutual agreement between Him and me. It’s the best thing that ever happened to me, bar none.

And so, today’s drawing shows something more. Something more intimate than I had ever expected it to become, and that little fact, maybe, is quite poetic.

Hail Loki, Closer than ever Imagined, Burning Flame and of Many-layered Word

At Loki's Hands, part 4: Closer

At Loki’s Hands, part 4: Closer

About the drawing: photo reference courtesy of a timely post on tumblr by Kin Wintermaiden (thanks, dear!). Coloured pencils on paper.

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16 Responses to A Month for Loki: fourth Week

  1. moonfire2012 says:

    No, you don’t sound crazy at all! That’s exactly what He’s had me do too, to help trust and focus on Him and myself away from the distractions. I went through a very painful year because of it but as a result, w/We’re getting closer and I’m understanding Him, and myself, better.

    • Myriad says:

      I’m glad you’re experiencing this getting closer, too… I think it’s one of the most beautiful and intense and life-altering things that can happen to a person. Sorry for being over-emotional, but it really is.

      I think being alone with oneself is necessary. Not pleasant all the time, but necessary. Because it forces you to confront yourself and your God. One of the things I learned is to be open towards Him, no matter how banal, or how shameful the things are that take up your mindspace.

      Actually, I’m still sometimes worried that I might bore Him with irrelevant or everyday things. But He usually dispels those worries quickly.

  2. Alexis Solvey Viorsdottir says:

    das ist ein wunderschöner Text. Es ist schade, dass du die ganze Reihe (noch) nicht auf Deutsch übersetzt hast. :) Ich werde das gleich mal rebloggen wenn du nichts dagegen hast.

    • Myriad says:

      Oh, viiieelen Dank für das Kompliment, und dafür, dass Du dir die Mühe mit dem englischen Text gemacht hast! Ich hatte Juno eigentlich gar nicht mehr geplant als immer nur ein paar Worte zu dem jeweiligen Bild zu schreiben. Dass daraus “vollwertige” Posts wurden, hat mich ehrlich gesagt auch ein wenig überrascht. Ich werde bei Gelegenheit die Übersetzungen nachreichen, aber soviel nur zu meiner Verteidigung warum keine existieren…

      Und vielen lieben Dank auch für den Reblog!

      (ich hab’ hier schon echt ein bisschen Probleme gehabt, den Text zu schreiben. Aber was kann ich sagen: ich kann Herrn L. nicht sehr viel ausschlagen. Bin sehr sehr sehr sehr froh, dass der Text bei Dir gut ankommt.)

      • Alexis Solvey Viorsdottir says:

        hm… es macht mir nichts aus englische Sachen zu lesen. :) Ich brauch nur länger und bin faul…
        Bin gespannt auf die Übersetzungen, auch weil sie sicher für andere Deutschsprachige interessant sein werden.

      • Myriad says:

        verstanden :) Ich weiß gar nicht, wie viele Deutschsprachige eigentlich meinen Blog lesen (glaube nicht, dass es sehr viele sind, aber ich könnte mich täuschen… und für diejenigen, egal wie viele oder wenige, sollte ich wirklich die Übersetzungen nachreichen. Sonst hauen die mir ja noch ab!)

      • Alexis Solvey Viorsdottir says:

        na ja, wenn ich dich ein paar mal reblogge und selbst auch mehr über Loki schreib, dann kommen sicher noch paar dazu :)

        Aber kein Stress, die Diss geht auf jeden Fall vor.
        Was für ein Dr. bist du dann eigentlich? Zählt Informatik zu den Naturwissenschaften?

      • Myriad says:

        :) na dann! ich freu’ mich über Leserschaft!

        Was die Informatik betrifft: wird manchmal zu den Naturwissenschaften, manchmal zu den Ingenieurwissenschaften gezählt. Dementsprechend gibt’s sowohl Dres rer.-nat. als auch Dres Ing. Ich verstehe das was ich da tue als Ingenieurwissenschaft und reiche es auch so ein, bin dann also nächstes Jahr, so denn alles klappt, Doktor der Ingenieurwissenschaften :D

      • Alexis Solvey Viorsdottir says:

        oder was auch immer du da so machst…

      • Alexis Solvey Viorsdottir says:

        :D :D :D :D :D :D

  3. Alexis Solvey Viorsdottir says:

    Hat dies auf Geschichten einer urbanen Priesterin rebloggt und kommentierte:
    wunderschöner und sehr persönlicher Text zu Loki :) von Myriad.

  4. Raven says:

    I never looked at His hands so closely before- but yet- I know they are His! They are how I see them in my memories, when I close my eyes and think of Him. …
    Beautiful.

  5. Lokisana says:

    This set of blog posts, one through four, are the first things I have ever read by you. They are tender, beautiful, and in so many ways resonate in my own personal relationships. Thank you for sharing both your drawings and your experiences.

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