My desire to approach my shrines and sit with her grew throughout the day. I found myself giving up on work and heading upstairs to clear my room of Christmas debris. I put away some of my gifts, and so many of them are appropriate for use in ritual with her, or as offerings. As I put the apple shaped soap, the rock salt candle holder and the beautiful earrings aside; her presence and interest in the items was palpable.
I unpacked my altar things (I am back with the parents over the holidays) and offered her some lavender incense and the vanilla scented pillar candle I bought for her last week. I spoke my words of gratitude and thanks, and sat down for a while to just be in her presence while the incense burned. This was a small devotional with no bells and whistles, but her presence was so strong it sent shivers down my spine. Out of the blue I had the most ridiculously overwhelming urge to offer her obsidian. It was like a download into my brain and once the idea was in there, it wouldn’t go away. I’m still getting to know Hera, and it’s starting to become apparent to me that this is very much how she likes to communicate. I’m OK with that, because when a feeling like this arises so strongly and out of the blue; I can differentiate it very easily from something made up in my own head.
I’m sure it’s no coincidence at all that I just so happened to have one piece of obsidian in my tiny collection. I bought it about 5 years ago and haven’t really thought about or used it for anything since. I offered it to her and looked into it for a while. Things followed that I have to think about. I think I will sit with her again tomorrow.
Hera is an interesting goddess, and it has taken a long time to get to the point where I am ready to sit and learn. But sit and learn I shall!