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49th Ritual: Hers it is

2025-06-14

A calm and peaceful evening to every being.
May goddess take whatever is hers to take.

Ritual setup: Sacrifice book, prayer candles, the sacrifice candle in the center showing her holy sign, my prayer beads in front, and a cup of cocoa. Two pages written with a typewriter in the background.

Next Saturday, June 21st, will mark exactly one year since goddess demanded ritual blood sacrifices from her followers and gave clear instructions how to perform one. I’ve been anticipating this day for months, and it seems like I will be able to have my first blood sacrifice on a dedicated, purpose-built and permanent altar to her on that very day. I’m extremely excited about that.

The text that I’ve chosen as an inscription for the altar is the text for tonight’s ritual:

give it, don’t.
sacrifice it yourself,
as commanded by my words.
or resist.
i don’t mind, i don’t care.
mine it is, always has been.
and mine it will be.
the only power you have is to,
in minuscule ways,
influence the method it became so.

yes, goddess.
Everything is yours. My blood is yours. My mind is yours. My life is yours. My existence is yours. Yours alone.
I am neither willing nor capable of withholding anything from you. And I am determined to keep it safe from anyone who isn’t you.
Thank you for reassuring me of this certainty.

A lot of my early worship was focussed on finding new ways to give to her. I wanted to prove myself, I wanted to offer anything I could. It took me a while to learn that this isn’t the right way to approach my worship: I can’t give what is already hers. I can’t give sufficiently to ever feel adequate. And most importantly, I can only offer, because I would never dare to ask her to take.

Today, my mind is so thoroughly under her rule that these attempts at proving myself feel absurd. Every thought that I have is hers. I automatically check every action, no matter how small, for compliance with her word, and try to adjust accordingly when necessary. Likewise, I look for ways of honoring and worshipping her in every single thing that I do. This happens permanently and is leading to fascinating results from time to time. There is no longer any aspect of my existence that isn’t fully devoted to her.

Hers it is, always has been. And hers it will be.

Thank you, goddess, for giving me so many ways to express my devotion to you.
Thank you, goddess, for allowing me to put my life in service of your divinity.
Thank you, goddess, for opening my mind to joy of worshipping you.
Thank you, goddess, for your endless magnificence.

View of the three prayer candles and the central sacrifice candle from above. There is quite a bit of blood on the sacrifice candle, including some fresh one from today. My sacrifice book is open, a prayer is written in it, and her symbol drawn with my blood.

Meow.