A passel of prayers for Loki
July 8 When I paint, I think of You, oh my God. I think of Your skill as craftsman and creator. As Loður with Your Brothers, You brought worlds into being, You changed the balance of creation, and when You and Your Brothers found trees ash and elm, on the border of the holy marsh, You enlivened their existence – gifted to Them by You and Your brothers – with color, heat, with hunger, hungers of all the senses, and an appreciate of beauty. It can lift our souls up to You and the other Powers, if we allow it, if we throw ourselves into its embrace as hungrily as You did the making of our souls. Hail to You, oh Loki, Architect of our hearts, Architect of our being. July 9 Dumezil called you the unquiet thought and I think You are that, and You inspire that, in those who venerate You. Satisfaction leads ever to the next holy task, the next project, the next prayer, the next whisper of devotion. You did more in those moments, after the words were first made than simply gift us with the pumping of our blood, all the beautiful shades of our skin, and the blessing of our sensorium. You did so very much more. You made space in our hearts and filled it with longing for the Gods, for You, love, and longing, a hunger for the Gods as deep and abiding as Your hunger for experience, for knowledge, for movement that ever drives back destruction. Only with Sigyn do You find peace. Only with Her are You truly home. Hail to You, oh wondrous Power. Hail to You, Loki. July 10 Your cleverness got me through very difficult times, oh God. Wit and wonder, wry humor, and a talent for inventing the means for survival, when none at all previously existed saw me through and raised me up. For that, and for so much more, I am grateful. There is not a single thing in my world, not a single thing I treasure, not a single thing of true and abiding goodness and joy (including my relationship with Odin) that did not pass in some way through Your hands. Thank you. They are small words but every atom of my being exhales them every moment of every day in gratitude to You, my gracious and loving God, and my Protector. Hail to You, Loki. July 11 There are days that are exhausting and stressful, irritating, angering, and sometimes just plain bad. Today was one of those days, but even at its worst, and today was just annoying, not the worst by any means, when I sit down to pray, and turn my attention to You, and to the other Gods, then the day is radiant and good for nothing is better than speaking Your holy names a sacred litany, and rooting myself in the grace of Your presence. Hail to You, oh Loki, always.
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