with love, astrid 🤍

🕊️ 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑒 🕊️

Hii! I’m Astrid 🤍✨ A hellenic sea witch!

☁️ Born in 1999 ☁️

☼ Sagittarius ☽ Aries ↑ Pisces

infp, panromantic+demisexual, ex-christian, sea and storm witch, hellenist, tarot reader, necromancer, subliminal maker

it may feel like you’re on your own to process the information and heal from it but your spirit team, your deities, and your ancestors are all here with you. They’ve known the truth for a while, they were just waiting for the right time to let you know. And the fact you know now, is proof that you can process and heal from this in a healthy way.

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❤︎ 𝐺𝑜𝑑𝑠 𝐼 𝑊𝑜𝑟𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝 ❤︎

𝐴𝑝ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝐻𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑠 𝐻𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑀𝑒𝑑𝑢𝑠𝑎 𝐻𝑒𝑟𝑎

❤︎ 𝐺𝑜𝑑𝑠 𝐼 𝑊𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ ❤︎

𝑍𝑒𝑢𝑠 𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑝ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝐴𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑠 𝐴𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜 𝐴𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛𝑎 𝐸𝑟𝑖𝑠

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✨ term explanations below the cut ✨

𝑇𝑜 𝐴𝑝ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑒 💌 🤍

𝐼’𝑚 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑙𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠

𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑛𝑒, 𝑚𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑛𝑒

𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠

𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑜𝑘𝑎𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑙𝑒, 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑙𝑒

𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒

𝑃𝑟𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒

I think the instantaneity of social media makes us feel like we hAve to pump out posts and tweets and talk on major events.

Either be inspirational, encouraging, positive about it or talk openly and passionately about it so people know you don’t stand for whatever is happening. And vice versa.

I think social media is a wonderful thing for so many good reasons because it connects us to everyone who has access to free internet, we get real time updates on important events, we find communities that make us feel seen, heard and valuable.

However, it isn’t perfect because those same communities we’re a part of can ridicule us, question us, and turn against us if we aren’t thinking before acting/speaking or quick enough to send in a response to something horrible going on in the world.

It’s what kept me off social media for so long. This pressure to be perfect and up to date on everything happening everywhere and make sure i have the right opinion on things and speak on it before the hour is up, because then it’ll be “old news” or you’ll be seen as “copying” someone else who’s said the same thing but 1.2seconds before you did.

It’s this action driven by fear of irrelevance.

If you’re too late to the news party, you’re irrelevant. If you’ve said the same thing as someone else— regardless of whether you knew they said it already— you’re irrelevant.

And in today’s day and age, relevancy is everything. That’s why we have “prime posting times” and trending hashtags. It’s this need to be relevant. It’s more important to us than having air to breathe because if I’m not relevant, “Why am I here?”

Yeah, it sounds silly when we say it aloud but I think it’s important to say it because it’s true and not everyone is aware that this is why social media does what it does to our mental health and self worth.

The internet is amazing and helpful in so many ways… but each of us are so much more than our tumblr blog or instagram page. I wish and I hope for a day when social media becomes less about the relevancy and popularity and more about the fun of sharing and finding communities.

{A bit of a backstory: When I was 12, I really enjoyed Greek mythology and the Percy Jackson series because it was taught in school and forbidden by my mother. But after the school year ended and restarted with new curriculum, Hellenism was lost to me.}

Apollo was the first God I met in 2020, when I rediscovered Hellenism. I met him on Tiktok through a few of his devotees and some witches who worked with him.

He was described as this artsy, cheerful gay man that I didn’t have to fear, but at first I didn’t want anything to do with Him. Not because he scared me but because I had just left Christianity and I wasn’t sure if hopping into another religion was right for me. But I started praying to him when I wanted clarity on if this is the path I should go down. He opened my heart and mind to Hellenism and soon after introduced me to Hades and Medusa who would become my closest Gods.

Apollo, is the God who brought me to Hellenism or rather brought me back.

To me, he’s the son who’s strong enough to be a respected warrior but prefers spending his time in fields of wildflowers, collecting them for vases at home, while he sings and plays for the wild animals in the meadows on mountaintops. He’s the cousin that I can go to when I have artist’s block and we’ll listen to songs and make flower crowns until inspiration strikes. He’s a prince to me, royal and magnificent yet playful and youthful. He has a hint of childish immaturity that only comes out when his wisdom and advice isn’t required of him.