greyriversands
Her deep dark flame must never die
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Sphinx, she/her, Flemish and pagan. Icon from the Tarot of the Witch's Garden
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greyriversands · 3 hours ago
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commisson for @dunkelzahn thank you so much <3
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greyriversands · 4 hours ago
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"Having fairy art in your house will invite the Fae in" is literally just the neopagan version of "playing Pokemon will give demons permission to torment you."
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greyriversands · 6 hours ago
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Mike Worrall (British, 1942) - Sculling the Forest (1991-1996)
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greyriversands · 7 hours ago
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Bronze figurine of a boar, Byzantine, 6th century AD
from The Harvard Art Museums
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greyriversands · 10 hours ago
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People will use Mesopotamian paganisms as an argument why Lilith is not closed and then conceptualize her in a way that appropriates specifically Jewish lore (and mostly one specific midrash that isn't even that old).
Lilth (supposedly!) being a part of Mesopotamian demonology is just an excuse here.
Like. Idk how to tell you that none of the Mesopotamian demons historically associated with Lilith was ever a rebellious wife of Adam and then in relationship with Asmodeus or Samael (nor Lucifer when people choose to apply culturally Christian lenses and bring him into it...).
The only common Mesopotamian element of modern Lilith worship is the Burney Relief and the idea that it depicts Lilith is an old debunked theory.
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greyriversands · 10 hours ago
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Worship of a god is sometimes simple recognition.
It is recognition when a god is in the rain or in the snow. When a god is in the lightning or the wind. It is appreciating a god in the rising of the sun or the light of the moon.
But it is also recognizing when a god is in you- When a god moves through you. Feels through you. Lives through you.
When I crack open a book and blindly devour it, read it as though I am hungrily searching for something larger and terrifying beneath its words, seeking for knowledge that could both potentially destroy me and yet set me free, I know that is Odin.
When I challenge myself physically, when I test my constitution and my stamina, or when I have mornings where I don't want to get of bed on account of fatigue or executive dysfunction but I do despite the enormity of the task, I know that's Fehérlófia.
When I wakeup in my room when it's dark and still and am left with a lingering sensation of a dream, or walk through a quiet whispering landscape of snow and feel the cold within me, when I become suddenly aware of my own looming death, I know that's Morana.
The gods have many physical forms; rocks, trees, sea and river, but we are their vessels that allow them to experience humanity for all that it is worth. We are the glove through which they feel all creation as only humans can, and in return they lend us their power. Acknowledgment of this exchange is important. Acknowledgement of this exchange is sometimes enough.
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greyriversands · 10 hours ago
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I really need to sit down and do art more often, rather than just thinking about doing art lol.
I need to find references next time to make the horns look like an actual caribou rather than just making them look pretty in silhouette against the moon. They ended up almost red deer or elk looking to me.
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greyriversands · 10 hours ago
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to all the pagans and witches who experience psychosis: your religious and spiritual practices are no less real or valid than anyone else's.
it's ok if you don't always know what's real and what isn't. it's ok if you regularly have to take a step back. it's ok if you still don't know how to take a step back yet.
you are no less deserving of the deities you worship, or the magic you work with. you are no less deserving of sharing your experiences. you are no less deserving of being treated with basic respect in this community.
you don't need to let other people police your perception of reality. if you know you're happy and functioning, and no one who is actually close to you is concerned for your well-being, you don't need to change yourself to make others happy
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greyriversands · 10 hours ago
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Keith Robinson, for the Robin of Sherwood Annual 1987.
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greyriversands · 10 hours ago
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They call her Hel.
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greyriversands · 16 hours ago
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Another post about a Crltic Mars deity that took me way too long to bloody write
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greyriversands · 16 hours ago
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Hail Thórr, Óðinn and Freyr, the Lords of sacred Uppsala. May You inspire me every day to be a better person than I was the day before.
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greyriversands · 1 day ago
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Edward Saidi Tingatinga (Tanzanian, 1932-1972)
Pangolin, 1968-72
enamel bicycle paint on board, 61 x 61 cm
“Edward Saidi Tingatinga’s art career lasted only four years from 1968–72; cut tragically short when he was shot dead at the age of forty. His impact on Tanzanian art however has been profound and his legacy has continued to gain momentum. The artist initially developed his distinctive approach to creating paintings out of necessity to make ends meet, finding that he could use enamel bicycle paint on ceiling board and sell his work inexpensively. He displayed these pieces in stores across Dar es Salaam and many expatriates who lived in the area began to collect his work. As his success grew, Tingatinga hired and trained close friends and family, firstly helping him to prepare boards, and later guiding them to make their own paintings. The Tingatinga style has now become a large industry in Tanzania, with high demand from local and international buyers, but few E. S. Tingatinga originals come on the market. Value continues to increase as original works become more and more rare.”
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greyriversands · 1 day ago
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Mors Thriumphans by Leonard Bramer (17th Century)
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greyriversands · 1 day ago
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-Girl in the Woods-
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The Fisherman and the Siren ~ 1941 ~ Henry Justice Ford (English artist, 1860-1941)
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greyriversands · 1 day ago
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Druid girl
From June 2021
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