So I've been with this for half of my life. I will always remember my roots.

I believe Zeus or my Guardian directly spoke to me in my dream, the eve of Beltane.

I was with some hunters and they were going to take out a massive bull. Idk if it was a mercy kill or just natural hunting. I can remember having inner understanding as to why they were doing this. They even made sure to shoot it directly in the middle of the head for an instant kill.

Even though it was quick and painless I became very sad for the animal. As I walked I was telling myself why am I getting like this and perhaps I should shake it off.

Thats when I heard the voice of our God (or Guardian). Although I heard it in my head almost like my inner voice but it wasn't coming from me.

The voice told me to be okay to feel for this wild animal. To let it out. Feel. Empathize.

So I did. And the thoughts that flooded immediately were that of how much I yearn for animals to have a full life before it's for us to eat them.

In the bigger picture I believe my ability to empathize with other living beings and creaturea that became stunted and not correctly cultivated because of my upbringing is healing. I want the best life for every soul according to their nature and I mean this sincerely. Justice must be implemented and part of that justice also involves the above.

Maybe I should of just written this in a dream journal but seeing it is a spiritual experience I decided to share with you all.

Bless you all and may you all have the opportunity for a full life according to your own natures.

Happy Beltane

Before I found the Temple of Zeus, Lord Orpheus was the first God whose sigil I ever meditated on; he was truly my gateway to the Gods and the Mysteries. Looking back on it, that was very symbolic. I thank him dearly for this.

"Orpheus, Orphef, He Whose Music Moves All Things!

When you played, the stones wept.
When you sang, the rivers changed their course to hear you better.
The beasts of the wild lay down at your feet.
The trees uprooted themselves and walked toward you.
Even the ferryman of the dead rested his oar and listened.
Even the three-headed guardian of the Underworld lay quiet.
Even the King and Queen of the Dead were moved to mercy."

HAIL THE FOUNDER OF THE MYSTERIES!
HAIL THE MASTER OF SACRED MUSIC!
HAIL LORD ORPHEUS!

"The Tribunal of Osiris is not a court of vengeance; it is a court of measurement. The question is not “did you obey the commandments?” but “how much Izfet have you carried, and how much Ma'at have you practised?”"