I’ve figured it out, what’s been going on and what I was missing before. I only very rarely interact with the Gods as archetypes, so it just didn’t click at first. (Plus, the Neteru are notoriously difficult to fit into boxes since there are so many and Their jobs overlap so much and change over different periods in mythology…though it actually should have been pretty obvious here.) They’re passing messages.
A couple weeks ago crows (oft ridden by the Ravens of the Between since actual ravens don’t live here) and blackbirds started following me while Anubis started appearing and disappearing on a weird schedule—weirder than usual for Him anyway—which together add up to mean I’m in danger; They’ve put extra defenses around me and are keeping watch. At the same time, I started having vivid, terrifying nightmares (at first I couldn’t remember, but I started doing little workings before bed to hold onto them) and experiencing severe inexplicable pains. All contact with both the Vanir and Aesir abruptly ended, and I had been in regular contact with People on both sides before that.
But I see it now: immediately after that a Cat Goddess sent me a warning pointing to the Who. I didn’t get it so the next one was even more obvious: a Love/War Goddess and a Land God and a God who’s name literally means “to finish” that made me question what wasn’t finished. So…it seems A Certain King Of Asgard ordered silence (He can do that as king; I’ve seen it before). The Vanir went along with it but there exist “hotlines” between Gods in different pantheons who do similar Work and so are called on as archetypes or the same Person—and the Vanir sent word by those back channels. (And apparently don’t care Who knows since I have permission to write about it.)
I was in denial, then confirming by every method I have (Vixxia, your comment on the last post about similarities between Hathor and Freyja was about the tenth sign in a row that I was on the right track ❤ ), and then I had to just deal with it.
Story is, He’s getting around my restraining order by claiming it’s not personal but because I’m on the shit list of a realm He’s allied with (which I am and proud of it) but He must know details of Anubis’s contracts with them over me because He’s carefully not doing this “on their order” and while Anubis could step in because of my collar, it might start shit.
(That last paragraph pretty much sums up why bad things happen to people and the Gods can’t always defend them…Otherworld politics are a bitch. The more astral life you build, the more likely things are to get complicated. My own weird journey where folks Out There consider me still one of them denies me the protections of being human and made it more or less inevitable.)
My one remaining question…with my ties to Vanaheim, why wasn’t I protected by the treaty between the realms? And ah! There it is, I was told. He’d include me under that protection but I haven’t declared what I mean there publicly. It’s crap; it’s all over the Otherworlds, but He is including *this* world and here, I kept it a secret. He thinks I’m too scared. I exposed His secret and so He means to expose mine.
My first inclination was to think outside the box, find the loopholes, change the rules (it’s the elf in me), but my People and Allies are united—why not just do it? Sure, it scares me a little. I know what this community often does to folks who claim to not be nothing in the Otherworlds; I’ve seen the angry pagan mobs take up their pitchforks before and I have a livelihood. But, let’s be real, it’s not even the weirdest thing I’ve shared here. So just do it, and show my astral life is not a weapon to be wielded against me.
Okay. *deep breath*
My soul is something like a princess of Vanaheim (that feels absurd to even write as there is no actual corresponding word or role there). But my spirit-grandma was the natural-born daughter of the last lord of Old Vanaheim—ancient days, before Freyja and Freyr’s family ruled—but she left Vanaheim and made a life elsewhere…so when the family was destroyed, she survived and her children. The ancient magick of the family “jumped” to the last line and so was passed down to me and my twin brother. That why we ended up doing Work for Vanaheim. And there was a moment of question what we’d do with that magick or try to claim, but it was really no question: whatever was best for the realm we loved. Thus, we worked with our Lord and Lady to heal a wound in the land that had caused such pain within and a crack in defenses outlanders had exploited in the past.
So that’s it. That’s why we went on the journey, risked everything: all to do right by our family and ancestral home. Now we maintain citizenship and a place there despite our chosen exile with the Court out of recognition of our love, to see that healing through, and on the unlikely chance the day comes where our magick may help further.
And now…hopefully now the shenanigans will *really* simmer down for a bit. I’m ready to really focus on my Year of Egypt without this stuff following me. And I’ve been given assures the Vanir have a way to enforce that if I do this, my protection will be honored. So, fingers crossed…
[Edit: In just the few minutes since I hit “Publish” most of my pain suddenly slipped away, I feel my People closer again, and I hear Freyja and Freyr clearly as anything again. Hope it lasts, but signs I’ve made the right choice.]