According to Etsy, I have been a customer of various shops hosted there since 2010, and as much as I always intended to open my own shop, I never did.
But I have been making my own devotional jewelry – usually ankle bracelets and necklaces – since 2010.
As well, there are several altar items
– such as altar cloths, sculptures, and other various accessories –
that I’ve always made for myself, since I couldn’t always find what I wanted for my altars.
So after years of getting compliments on what I’ve made, I’ve decided to see how it goes…
Here is my Etsy shop,
where you will find some of the Norse-inspired
(and definitely Loki-inspired)
glass bead jewelry and altar items that I’ve made.
Thanks for checking it out!
(A Prayer to Be Free of Masks, [WIP])
All of my life I have been wounded
By the judgments of others, the shame of others,
And I’ve been holding myself prisoner
With my own judgments, my own shame.
So I put on many masks
To hide my wounds, to hide my shame.
Masks of strength and certainty
To hide my fear and my vulnerability
Masks of indifference and anger
To hide my grief and my pain.
Help me, Loki
To set myself free.
Reveal my lies to me.
Take my masks from me.
Show me my truest self
Teach me to be fearless
With no need to hide
Behind these masks.
Today I made an offering to Loki
and received this odd little bit of synchronicity:
From Gravity Falls’ Mabel, of all places.
Point taken, Sir. ❤
(a work in progress)
Hail to You, Silvertongue, Relentless One
Sovereign-Maker and World-Breaker.
Giver of Gifts, Sneaky Ton of Bricks.
(Problem Solver & Player of Tricks)
Hail the Son of the Lightning-Struck,
Agent of Change, and Bringer of Luck.
Wolf-Sire, Sacred Funeral Pyre.
Raven’s Friend, Crow’s-Father.
Sif’s Barber and Skadi’s Laughter.
Vultures Path, and Gefjon’s Wrath
Mover of Stories, and Wearer of Masks.
Hail to the captain of Naglfar, the brightness of the Sirius star
The one who made the Völva’s heart a feast, the father and mother of monstrous beasts
You’re forever in-between, my Liminial One
My Beloved Loki Laufeyjarson.
Two weeks ago, an out of state friend of mine went to visit her relatives back home.
She, her boyfriend and her kids took a six-day road-trip to Tennessee.
While there, she and her boyfriend decided to get married, so they did.
While their spontaneous barbecue/weekend get together wedding seemed to take all their friends and relatives by surprise, their day turned out to be exactly the sort of beautiful celebration that they’d been planning to have.
But it wasn’t so much of a surprise to me as she had told me of her plan to surprise everyone while she was on the road a day or two before.
She talked of how she wished that I could have been there on Thursday for their wedding on Saturday – which made attending a bit difficult if not impossible.
But I would have attended if I could have.
Though on that Friday night, I had a dream.
I had a dream that I attended their wedding…
And Loki was there, too.
Upon waking up, an image seemed stuck in my head
…of Him sitting in a chair, off to the side watching the festivities.
Some of the few details that struck me as unusual were that He was fully dressed *and* wearing boots, as well as He was holding a handful of black-eyed Susans.
On Sunday, my friend shared her wedding pictures on her Facebook feed.
And I was surprised to notice that both her bouquet and the flowers on the guest tables both featured black-eyed Susans.
I told her about my dream…and resolved to draw her a picture of Loki at the wedding.
So I did. ❤