Raidho's Journey

Raidho's Journey Rune reading & education; poetry, writing, art, music, and the ramblings of my semi-coherent mind. and more.

What you’ll find here: poetry, fiction, paganism, food, love, sweetness, sexuality, music, feminism, humanism, strength, hippie-spirituality, some more love, craftiness (maybe some with a capital C), discussions (hopefully), family, lovingkindness, tea & coffee….

Yes, remember:
06/14/2026

Yes, remember:

It did not. Nor did it ruin you, whatever your gender (or non-gender).No matter what it was, it did not. Know that. 💜
06/14/2026

It did not.
Nor did it ruin you, whatever your gender (or non-gender).

No matter what it was, it did not.
Know that.
💜

06/14/2026
06/14/2026
06/14/2026

A little ode to my sisters. May you always be held, wild, nourished and blessed! Thug Unicorn by Tanya Markul

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06/13/2026

Or today, or any day. 💜

Remember what you are. Allow yourself the space and time to remember. You haven't truly forgotten, not truly - it's ther...
06/13/2026

Remember what you are. Allow yourself the space and time to remember. You haven't truly forgotten, not truly - it's there, sleeping in your dreams. It's there, in the quiet spaces between thoughts. It's there. Breathe it in. Wake it up. Remember.
- C

"Simple Prayer for Remembering The Motherlode

We do not become healers.
We came as healers. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.

We do not become storytellers.
We came as carriers of the stories
we and our ancestors actually lived. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.

We do not become artists. We came as artists. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.

We do not become writers.. dancers.. musicians.. helpers.. peacemakers. We came as such. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.

We do not learn to love in this sense. We came as Love. We are Love. Some of us are still catching up to who we truly are.

~ Clarissa Pinkola Estes

Simple Prayer for Remembering The Motherlode

We do not become healers.
We came as healers. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.

We do not become storytellers.
We came as carriers of the stories
we and our ancestors actually lived. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.

We do not become artists. We came as artists. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.

We do not become writers.. dancers.. musicians.. helpers.. peacemakers. We came as such. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.

We do not learn to love in this sense. We came as Love. We are Love. Some of us are still catching up to who we truly are.

~ Clarissa Pinkola Estes
Art by Keith Perelli

🤔(yes, I know the cognitive dissonance means nothing to those who'd say that)
06/12/2026

🤔

(yes, I know the cognitive dissonance means nothing to those who'd say that)

Hail Satan, I guess.

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