This is a personal narrative of my experience with Loki during a possessory rite at Trothmoot 2019. I hope to publish a collaborative writeup of the event as a whole soon, but this part demands to be written first. I also encountered Odin: that post is forthcoming.
One of Trothmoot’s major themes for me was accepting emotional vulnerability. Posting this publicly without intellectualizing my irrational, emotional, romantic, mystical experience is one more step in that direction. So here we go.
Possible trigger warning for brief mentions of past trauma.
Bat Bruja 