#sun deities

The Sun (soul, individuality, purpose, divine light and will, and pure consciousness) needs to avoid being devoured by forces that threatens to consume it (or just extinguish it). Rahu (head of demon Swarbhanu) and Ketu (body of demon Swarbhanu) chases the Sun (and Moon as well) because Surya (Chandra too) was the one who noticed and exposed Swarbhanu’s deceit, In Norse mythology, the Sól (Sun) is chased by two large wolves (Sköll, which means one who mocks or treachery and Hati means one who hates or enemy. Sköll specifically chases the Sun and Hati the Moon) and devours them when Ragnorok begans, Shani (delay, restrictions, obstacles) looked at his father Surya (Sun) and Surya’s light became severely weakened, Hanuman attempted to swallow Sun because he mistaken it for a fruit but Indra intervened, Orphic god Zagerus’s heart (symbolic of the soul) is nearly consumed by the titans (chaotic forces) but was salvaged by Athena, Egyptian Sun god Ra’s must be cautious and defended from the attacks of Apopis (evil, darkness, destruction) during his journeys through the underworld, Celtic Sun god Lugh’s life is threatened by his grandfather Balor (the demon king of the Fomorians and they’re representative of chaotic forces) because of a prophecy that his grandson would be the one to end his life, so he’s raised in secret by a foster mother (similar to Karttikeya).

P.S. I’m not a professional or doctor so please do not see me as one.

Apollo had never been friends with a god so young, barely five centuries old yet they clicked instantly. He had actually been looking forward to going to their annual sun-god meetings now.

Apollo could feel it all the way from Greece. The sudden cold that went just as fast as it came, like someone pouring ice water on him then immediately launching him into a hot spring.

He felt sick. Him, the god of healing, felt physically ill. Something that was once a part of him ripped away, and now his body was desperately trying to seal the hole left behind.

Now he's sitting at their grand round table, encrusted with gold and stained with festive colors.

One chair empty.

Huitzilopochtli.

He was a young god. He barely achieved a physical form about five centuries ago but he'd been around for a little longer than that. Long enough to help the Aztecs establish Tenochtitlan.

Apollo let out a sigh as he put his head on the always warm wood table. He tried to keep his eyes on the table as Ra droned on about why they were summoned so suddenly.

As if they already didn't know. As if they didn't feel that gaping hole in their chests as one of their own is ripped away from them.

His eyes wandered onto Itzamná's sullen figure.

The Mayan was dressed in casual attire. Well as casual as you can dress when you just helped your country gain independence. Four years after the war and his skin still didn't seem as brilliant and his eyes long lost their luster.

Fear gripped his throat as Apollo came to sudden realization. If Huitzilopochtli could fade, did fade, all because of some overzealous Spanish conquistadors that didn't know what touching what wasn't yours was, then so could Itzamná.

There were so little Mayan people now, so little that believed in him.

His head was off the table and distantly he could hear Ra dismiss all of them and that they'd hold the proper funeral services soon.

Gods, a funeral.

Apollo didn't wait for the other, more older gods to say anything, nor did he stop to wave off their concerned gazes. He rushed to Itzamná side and pulled him into a bone-crushing hug.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry"

Oh boy, here we go! I have the 1st-5th planned for Deity December.

Ra (Egyptian)

Surya (Hinduism)

Amaterasu (Shinto, from Japan)

Lugh (Celtic)

Helios (Greek)

Feel free to research any others that call to/interest you. I may research the archetype in general, looking for similarities between cultures/traditions.

I used this list as a jumping off point.

THANKS FOR JOINING ME!

@inspectorlyfra @themountainflowers

Fehérlófia descends the twisted roots of Turkey Oak. Apollo calls into the darkness of Python's cave...

Michael flies into the gaping mouth of Hell.

Michealmas is upon us. In my practice this is the time of year in which we say goodbye and goodnight to The Sun.

The Sun will slumber and will not awake until spring.

The Sun will descend into darkness and will not return until The Beast is slain.

The gf: *points at the statues of Apollo, Surya, Ra and Sol*

The gf: Ask them to stop it.