Appreciation is Profound

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Recently, I put up a quirky little flippant Facebook post that read something like:

“Comment and I will share something I appreciate about you.”

And it is Magic! It is.

About 18 people responded, and I have over 200 friends, so I can only imagine how many people decided not to comment, or why.

And then I kinda panicked…I had *NO CLUE* what I would actually say to these people.

Commenting, though- is an act of magic, it allows my friend a moment of vulnerability, among the cats and the Gaza Madness, a moment to say “Me, please. I would like to know what you think. I would like a compliment, an appreciation.”

I’ve seen appreciations at work. In schools sometimes a sensitive teacher would go around and everyone would stand to receive a compliment or appreciation. I didn’t make the connection in the beginning, but we are all apparently, little kids waiting for the opportunity to be praised.

And wow, how it has affected me. It is so moving, so touching, so challenging, that I can’t even do more than two or three a day. I am sure that some people believe I have forgotten them. I have not. I am merely overwhelmed with emotion. These aren’t flippant, cursory compliments like “Your hair is lovely.” or “You make me smile.” I’ve been telling people how I see and feel and experience them, and it has often left me in tears.

Often, the recipient has responded with tears of their own, or merely a heartfelt “Thank You”. Their friends, often whom I don’t even know, will comment on what I’ve said. Sometimes-though this was not my intention-they respond with an appreciation *for me*. A friend called me “Love’s True Daughter”, and I have taken that as my mantra. It was so strikingly beautiful, elegant, true, and everything I have ever wanted to be. *sniffle*

It’s turned out to be an important part of my continued healing.

***Possibly slightly triggery***I’ve been working with my inner child (who was a victim of incest) and the perpetrator of this crime, called her “Stephanie”. I keep telling her that she isn’t really Stephanie, I tell her that she’s “Love’s True Daughter”. It means the world to me.***End Triggeriness***

I’m crying right now, at the beauty of this elegant, little, experiment. I hope you find a way to do something *just like this* for your loved ones. I think I’ll put out the call once a season, and maybe one day graduate to snail mail letters!

Make your magic, even if it’s just tiny, beautiful things.

T

Love notes from Freya, 7-14-14

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tanisharose:

Just lovely.

Originally posted on Freya: The Gold Thread:

And I’m back to work, and we see the return of the philosophical Freya ;)

Make yourself fully seated in order to receive the wealth of your soul. No one else knows the extent of your wealth, nor do they have access to it. It is a treasure trove set aside for you only. Being poor is a state of mind, not the reality of your soul. Don’t discount or belittle your true worth.

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Oshun Continued

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Common mistakes about this deity.

Many people call her “The African Venus” which strikes me as dismissive and annoying. She is Venusian-she rocks that planet’s energies, no doubt. However, she isn’t ” The Greek Venus in Brown”. She has her own myths and comes from a living tradition (actually many) if you want to learn about her, it’s quite easy to learn from her own practitioners. You can also invite her to come to your dreams and teach you.
Trust me, she will communicate every thing she wants you to know.

Yet More Oshun

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Variations on this deity (aspects, regional forms, etc.)

This is an odd one to answer, because I’m not sure this applies to Oshun, and not having traveled in the places of the Diaspora, I don’t have the ability to compare her from Cuba to her from Brazil.
I will say that she is found in traditions throughout Carribean, United States, Africa, and South America.

Taking it back | Wytch of the North

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tanisharose:

Our Wytch if the North takes a stand for herself and her life. If you haven’t, read this and be inspired.
Beauty in motion.

Originally posted on Loki's Bruid:

It’s time I stopped treating myself as a second-class citizen who can settle for whatever she’s handed by others.  It’s time I stopped being lazy and dismissive when it comes to my own care; after all, I depend on my physical and mental well-being for pretty much everything.  And most of all, it’s time I curbed my invasive little habit of giving away my power to other people.

What about you? Have you found yourself in a situation recently where you realized you’ve been giving away your power for far too long, or cherishing unrealistic expectations of others to your own detriment? If you’ve been doing anything at all similar to the above, then I urge you: take back your power NOW.  Don’t wait, and don’t worry what other people may think.  Take care of yourself first.  I’m sure the gods Who love you are urging no less.

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