Today, I fulfilled the request from Himself and had His symbol tattooed on my forearm. I was truly impressed by the work of my artist.
For lack of a better term, I’m titling this post “first post.” So very original, I know.
First, a bit about myself. I am a Lokean Heathen. I spent 20 years on the Pagan path before finally coming to a point in my life where I answered the Heathen call. I first was called by Thor, and I see Him as a father figure in my life, and, for the first few years I actually avoided Loki, which is interesting, because I’ve always been drawn to the Tricksters in the past, as They have a tendency to keep me from being too serious in life.
Then Loki came into my life in a very big way. When He first came into my life, it produced no small amount of spiritual crisis. What was I going to do? I felt as though I was a teenage kid who had done something that was really going to piss off Daddy. I also thought to myself, “oh shit, now I’m a fringe member of a fringe religion. Now there will be lots of Heathens who will think me stupid at best, crazy, dangerous, or untrustworthy at worst.” I found that very frustrating because I am none of those things.
So I did what I do, I reached out, I meditated, I prayed, I researched. I found that, though I may have a more difficult road to travel, it will be worth it. It will be even more important for me to carry myself with honour, integrity, and intelligence. It is also more important for me to stand up against those who would seek to ridicule Lokeans, and do it in an intelligent matter.
As I was struggling to define this new twist in my spiritual path, and how I was going to reconcile my newly-formed relationship with Loki and maintain my connection with Thor, I heard a voice whisper in my ear. The voice said, “you may be Thor’s daughter, but you’re MY bitch!” So, when choosing a name for myself, I did a bit of research, and found that the word “bikkja” the Old Norse which shared origin with the English word for “bitch.” There are other words which could also translate to “bitch,” however, this was the one that felt right to me. Therefore, I took on the name “Lokabikkja.” Forgive me if the translation is less than ideal.
I did not seek out this path in life, but I will walk it, and I will hold my head high for the love of Flamehair.