Someone wrote a poem about how Loki will push you to the edge but He will never let you fall into the abyss.
Those are pretty words.
On some days, such words would give me much comfort, certainly.
But not today.
I find more comfort in these words:
‘There are many truths that I could tell you
But none of them would serve your growth today.
If you should fall into the abyss
There are times I would not save you.
Your falling is sacred.
Your failing is sacred.
Because you are learning, my love
To embrace the dark, to plumb the depths
Of shadow within you.’