Tonight I did a devotional and offering to Dionysos for the first time in over 9 months.
Sometimes rituals can feel very empty, as if one is just going through the motions and no one is listening.
Tonight was very much not like that. I have a strong strain of agnosticism that, while sometimes useful, can easily get in the way of worship. There are very few times in my life that I have felt absolute certainty of the presence, or really even existence, of a deity . Tonight, standing before his shrine, reciting one of his Orphic hymns, I had not a single doubt.
I’m off to bask in this feeling a little longer…