#deity interaction

Credit: 28 Days of Devotion

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𝓓𝓪𝔂 𝓢𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 ~

My favorite thing to remember is the switch that flipped inside of me when Andras said something shocking to me. He called me something I didn't expect and it sent a jolt through me. It made me feel like I could connect with divinity and see him through an unbiased lens, where I could be shown his emotions and thoughts and needs. To have personal moments without the communities scrutiny.

In deity work it can be hard because you can become filled with thoughts of shame, guilt, worry, and anxiety. But here? I relaxed, I understood, and I felt safe with his presence as he expressed himself truthfully to me. It made me fully realize that I could connect with the personal emotional side of Andras and that we could bond through any moment together; That I was learning to see this side of divinity more fully.

I am grateful for this moment and I look back on it with fondness and joyful laughter. I am content with him by my side and as he continues to show me over and over again through our communication that he will always be there through thick and thin.

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//blue texts in a conversation are their words

lighting incenses for them, or sharing my kretek cigarette when i smoke with them. the scent of burnt spices and herbs feels like home

an javanese god who looks like a 40-yrs-old javanese man with leathery skin and calloused working hands, responding "bapakmu, le." (it's like a your mom joke, but to express disbelief and irritation. literally translates to "your dad, son (derogatory)".) to a dumb rethoric i made

"what are you doing?" "hiding." "in my bathroom??"

in response to seeing an incorporeal lady dressed in all white while going to the bathroom, my first reflex is to grab the bug spray

seeing a pair of child's feet behind my own and having a momentary cardiac arrest before i realised what's happening. looking to the side to the incorporeal children with a frown as i said, "...can you not."

"(in distress) please give my ring back, i'm rather attached to it." (sudden silence before my ring fell out of thin air right beside my feet) "...thank you."

bodyslamming a monkey-like creature who was sent as a santet (curse) to my house at 1 am

"can someone please get that ghostly child away from the stairs, i nearly had a heart attack seeing him crawling up and down."

giving a non-human home intruder bombastic side eye until they left

additionally, staring contest with them until they left

"le (son), it's 3 am which is the time where humans go to sleep. some even call it the demon (witching) hour and would avoid being awake at this hour." "..your point?" "why are you awake cooking instant noodles?"

"le, that tree can't survive here. the sun doesn't hit it well."

the goddess lady whom guarded the forest where i had a summer camp in; who wore a kebaya and apologised to me because her children possessed a camp counselor out of fear and defense response. the strange feeling of acknowledgement as we both nodded to eachother before parting ways

the old gods in kerep, ambarawa who never failed to greet me whenever i made a trip back to ambarawa

the stoic silence of the jogjakartan court of old gods. yet even in their stillness, there's a comfortable acceptance of me amongst them whenever i visited

"you can return whenever you need to. this is your Home, you are Ours. no matter how far you've voyaged, you can always return. this is your Home and no one can take that away from you."

the two tigers who followed me all the way to dublin and back home as i studied abroad

Hi there! Thank you for your patience and I'm sorry it took me a while to answer.

The easiest way to communicate would probably be simply talking to the deity. This also helps to form a bond with them. You could tell him about your day, your struggles or anything else, really.

Another, and quite a popular way to communicate would be divination. You don't need extra fancy tools for this. There are plenty of different types of divination to choose from and often there are ways to 'substitute' for something. I personally use Tarot the most but using playing cards works just as well.

My other go-to are:

dice (astragalomancy)

pendulum; any necklace works + if you want to you could make a simple pendulum board out of anything, you could draw it on a piece of paper, for example

cinnamon sticks for yes/no questions (like throwing bones in osteomancy)

Psephoi - also relatively easy to DIY

Sortes Homericae & bibliomancy - divination using books and the works of Homer (mostly the Iliad)

Here's an example of DIY pendulum with a pendulum board and Psephoi

But in case you don't want to/can't practice divination with tools there are other ways to communicate:

Divination without tools: e.g. nephomancy (clouds), oneiromancy (dreams), cledonomancy (overheard words, chance events/encounters)

Asking for signs (the way I do it explained here: LINK)

Meditation - you can invite the deity to assist you and ask for any messages

Prayer is also good to connect with the deity as well as ask them for something, e.g. any favour, or thank them (more about prayer in HelPol here: LINK)

On a side note, doing research about the deity is another good way to connect and get to know them.

Experiment, see what works for you and what doesn't and what you feel most comfortable with. Keep in mind that it's alright if something just doesn't work out or you make mistakes - use those experiences to learn.

Inform the deity about your preferred method/methods of communication and remember that perfectly fine to set boundaries.

So I decided to write a letter to Lucifer and Asmodeus to discuss my manifestations and where I really want to go in my life. This also included my path in witchcraft.

Recently looking into darkness, mysteries, and the unknown in the Universe and myself have been brought up multiple times by my team. So as I wrote the letter, I focused on how I would start this. And how the shadow work I've been doing can be beneficial to this path.

From there, I started to look at my life. Sure right now I am not at the job I wanted nor have my own place. But we discussed what do I really want. And in all honesty, I just wanted a comfortable career where I am in a town that I am comfortable. I learned where I had my masters that I preferred smaller towns or smaller cities to large ones. I did feel more anxious in large cities as well as not really myself.

So part of the letter we worked on manifestations. How to believe that I deserved these manifestations when I write them. Because there are times where I began to worry or delve into negative self talk.

And using tarot to identify what I should talk about, with whom, or why I should talk about it was very helpful in understanding some deeper things.

Today I woke up and could feel Ares' presence. Sometimes deities just "put" songs into my head as messages and when I woke up I could "hear" everything I wanted by Billie Eilish play in my head, mind you I hadn't listened to this song in months. I was still half asleep but I finally recalled what this song was about. It was also kinda like him saying "Hey, I'm here. You're safe. It's gonna be alright."

And damn, I think I needed that.

I blacked out and all i remember what Dionysus setting me back in my body and i just heard in his stern almost enraged calm voice like comd anger "Calliope."

She dosnt like how close i am to him she dosnt like that he holds me she dosnt care that we love eachorher its more of a time attention thing...idk why.

But i got burnned and it hurts and hes pissed

Last night I was meditating and I let my inner eye wander through a reddish woodland. There, a woman approached me; she wore a black dress and later I noticed a long, shimmering green cape... but what struck me most was the large crown of branches on her head that resembled antlers. She spoke very little. It was mostly prolonged over-the-shoulder looks and curiously beckoning body language that drew me after her through the woods.

At one point she was far ahead of me and I tried to run after her, but her distance remained. I expected that to be the end of it but, oddly enough, my “vision” went black and I was indeed thinking the experience was over. But then my vision returned. I was lying flat on the ground in a cave, where I saw she was standing over a cauldron, stirring herbs. I asked her what she was doing and, unfortunately, I could feel she named off some herbs... but I couldn’t hear her correctly. I asked her to repeat and again she did and again I could feel she was telling me what they where, but the information itself was muffled and couldn’t reach me.

Then she started to walk away, where I guessed the exit of the cave was. I begged her to let me visit her again and, maybe, she could teach me more. She smiled in a strange way, then left. I felt assured I would see her again.

The experience was about to end. Before it did, I felt a second presence. I looked around and noticed a man... of sorts... sitting on a chair made of branches. His skin was green and seemed to have the texture of leaves. There was a large red leaf hanging over his head and forehead. Then I opened my eyes, and it was over.