My throat was closing tight, and oxygen was getting scarce.  I itched in places that sent shivers of fear through me.  Yet, I couldn’t give in to the fear, not there, not anywhere.  I am the strong one, the calm one who can always be counted on to cover for everybody else.  Why should I

I make a fire in my hands and look skyward, then down again; the goddess of what matters doesn't dally in the clouds. Set the fire in front of me. This small flame, this first sacrifice, I offer, where I can't draw in salt or burn sweet herbs. Keep him warm. Keep him safe. May his new home be a new home and not just a cold room, a room too far away. photograph by Tom

... street kid from Hong Kong. Look, girl, all you had to work on was a name. One name. Two words. Hestia fucking Jones. What part of that is hard for you to understand? Not Xiaofan Xifeng. ... ve established the logical implausibility. Now let's move onto the description, shall we? Let's see. What do we know about Hestia? Well, we know that she's got black hair and pink cheeks, right? Right? ...

... , to the fire. Hestia spoke, invoking herself into each person, naming each person there as Hestia and calling them fire-tender. We each then blessed water in a decanter, then shared ... but I was in that trancey state where the divine had an answer for me, and suddenly I was invoking Hestia into each person there. What followed that part of the ritual felt like I had the hand of the divine on the ...

... , demand – such from a guest. But the whole time she further resembled everything he was brought up to revere, everything that was Hestia Jones had begun to grow fuzzy, sway, reshape. With each syllable her mouth ... within such he had unconsciously sought out one singular respite from the whole deception game. Hestia Jones’ refreshing challenge. <span style="font-family: " ...

Well over a month ago I made a post about the shrine I made for Hestia and Zeus Ktesios. I have other shrines around the house, I'm just lazy about taking and posting pics. ... a three-legged stand that hold sand for burning incense. I use a Yankee Candle jar candle as my Hestia flame--I do not keep it lit all of the time, but do try to keep it lit when I'm home.. There is a plate and bowl ...