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Dreams and Synchronicities: How To Know If a Deity Is Calling You

The Gods have many different ways that They can work to get our attention, synchronicities and dreams being the most common. Now if you are unfamiliar with synchronicity, I’ll explain. A synchronicity is a seemingly coincidental event that turns out not to be a coincidence. So if you have a particular Deity that is trying to reach out to you, perhaps you start to see crows everywhere. You see crows while you’re walking down the street, and they are cawing at you and seem to be talking to you. Then you start seeing them online. Then a friend mentions crows to you in passing, and the sudden and sheer ubiquity of crows becomes more than can be accounted for by coincidence, then maybe you are being called by a Deity whose totem animal is the crow. Especially then if you start dreaming about crows, and a particular Deity starts to appear to you in dreams. Early in my journey in Witchcraft, I read Book of Shadows, by Phyllis Curott. In it she talks about how she started having dreams about the Goddess Isis and eventually was Called by Isis and started following Her. When I first read this book, I was skeptical. It wasn’t until years later that something similar started happening to me. I had a dream in which I was standing in near total darkness. I was out on the back deck of some house, far out in the country away from any city light pollution. I was looking up at the moonless sky. I had a sense of the house behind me, and that I had passed through a sliding glass door to get to the deck, but all I could really make out were the faint outlines of the deck railing in front of me, and the beginnings of a wood at the edge of the backyard over which I was standing. As I continued to look in the direction of the shadowed wood in front of me, an orange light started streaking across the sky. It was as if some celestial archer was shooting a flaming arrow across the bowl of the sky, from one end to the other. It continued to happen repeatedly for the next few minutes, then as I continued to watch, the sun began to rise over the tree tops, growing out of the exact spot from which the arrows had come. And yet, the sky remained the black of darkest night. It didn’t brighten into the familiar blue that I would’ve expected. Instead, the sky, and all the tress and everything remained in near total darkness. As the orb of the sun cleared the tree tops, it began to move sideways over them. Then in an unnatural manner, it made several loops back on itself, and then shot off across the sky and disappeared from view, just as the flaming arrows had. The words that come to mind to describe how I felt in that moment are terror and awe. I remember thinking to myself, “That’s not natural!” Then suddenly, with a deep intake of break I sat up in bed, wide awake! I had witnessed a celestial event, a sacred moment, an impossible thing. I was also certain that I had had a Visitation, and that the Deity in question had been Apollo, Bless His Wisdom. The next day, while meditating in front of my altar, I tried to reach out to Apollo, but very much got the cold shoulder from Him. It was as if His response was, “Why are you even talking to me?” This confused and discouraged me, and I honestly I didn’t pursue it further at the time. Then over a year later, I had another Dream. In this Dream, friends and I were traveling together, and we had just arrived at what felt like a comfortable, ancient family home somewhere in the Mediterranean (Greece perhaps?). We were being hosted by a family, and I was left alone in the their library while they made the final preparations to get our rooms ready for us. The room felt old, well-lived-in, and well-loved. Midday sunlight streamed through large, floor-to-ceiling windows. The room was filled with books, and old furniture, and nick-rnacks, and such. To my right, at one end, was a raised, comfortable-looking reading area with cushy chairs, sofas and a table. As I wandered the room, curious to see what I might find in the stacks, I heard a noise behind me, as if something had fallen onto the floor. I turned to look, and there was a small, brown, leather-bound book just sitting in the middle of the floor. I wondered to myself where it had fallen from, as there were no shelves or tables anywhere near it. I walked over to take a closer look, and noticed that the cover was richly embossed in gold lettering, though I couldn’t in the slightest make out what it said. As I was staring at the book, it opened of it’s own accord, and the pages started turning rapidly by themselves, until they suddenly stopped on a page near the middle. Written vertically on the page, in blaz... #synchronicity #apollo #godapollo #thegodapollo #godappllon #priestofapollo #priestsofapollo #greekgods #thegreekgods #pagangods #thepagangods #altars #witchaltars #witchcraftaltars #paganaltars #paganaltarsofig #paganaltarsofinstagram #witch #witchcraft #witchesofinstagram #malewitch #queerwitch #gaywitch #pagan #paganism #magic #spells