Where do I even begin.

Ever since I’ve returned from Greece, I had been blessed. Shown the high life by Zeus with perks and abundance everywhere. Taken up the game of chance with Hermes. Openned up my home/temple to service, in Artemis, Hera and Hestia’s honour.

Not all is up – and without cost, but what is a hero’s worth if not for the burden he takes on? I talk of the archetypal hero. The one thrust into the unknown as Joseph Campbell speaks about. Not one who goes forth looking for adventure or throws himself into the limelight looking for fame (for a cost). That is egocentric-ism.

I have also been given plenty of opportunities to catch up on my spiritual side, enabling myself to do more personal (aka. skyclad) rituals again at my own temple courtyard.

Thank the Gods of Olympus.. and of course Pan! };>