Mythic Mondays
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🌑 Mythic Mondays: Hekate at the Crossroads — When Choice Becomes Consecration
There are moments when life does not ask us what we want.It simply places us at a crossroads and waits to see whether we will recognize it as sacred. Tonight, the myth that steps forward is Hekate—not as spectacle, not… Continue reading
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Mythic Mondays: Odin: The Masculine Who Kneels to Know 🐦⬛🗝️
When we speak of the masculine in myth, we’re often handed a narrow script: conquest, dominance, certainty, the hero who never doubts. But Odin—the All-Father, the Wanderer, the one-eyed god of wisdom—fractures that story completely. Odin is not powerful because… Continue reading
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Ereshkigal: Queen of the Unlit Truths
🌑 Mythic Mondays There are goddesses who guide us toward the light—and then there are those who wait for us when the light fails. Ereshkigal does not chase, persuade, or rescue.She receives. In the ancient Sumerian imagination, Ereshkigal is the… Continue reading
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Hermes at the Threshold: When the Messenger Steps Out of Stone
Mystic Mondays · Vol. 14In every age, there are moments when a figure from myth seems to lean a little closer — not as a deity demanding devotion, but as an archetype revealing itself at precisely the right crossroads. Hermes… Continue reading
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Mystic Mondays, Vol. 13
Persephone — The Descent, The Return, and The Self That Learns to Walk Between Every soul eventually meets Persephone. Not as a mythological figure —but as an interior presence. She is that part of us that learns:🌑 how to move… Continue reading
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Mythic Mondays, Vol. 12
🎯 The Bow That Finds You — A Sagittarius Season Myth 🔥 When the Arrow Becomes an Invitation Sagittarius season always arrives like a sudden gust—warm, wild, and a little irreverent. It never asks whether you’re ready. It simply opens… Continue reading
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🌒 The Rebel Who Sang the Dead Awake
They say Orpheus descended for love, but perhaps it was for truth.He carried no sword, no shield — only the trembling instrument of his soul. While others begged the gods for favor, he dared to charm them into stillness. Even… Continue reading
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🌑 Mythic Mondays, Vol. 8
The Night Was Never Empty — Nyx and the Original Dark Her Myth In the beginning, before time had the arrogance to count itself, there was Night.Not the absence of light — the presence of something older.She was called Nyx,… Continue reading
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🔥 Mythic Mondays, Vol. 7 — The Phoenix Remembered
“To burn is not to end. It is to reveal what was hidden beneath the ash all along.” The Bone-Ash Memory There are nights when the air smells like smoke even though nothing around me burns.I’ve come to recognize it… Continue reading
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Mythic Mondays, Vol. VI — The Waters of Memory
💧 “The soul remembers in ripples, not in words.” 🌙 The Stream Beneath All Things There is a river that runs beneath every myth — a current older than language, where memory is not recollection but resurrection.In Greek myth, the… Continue reading
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