Moura 28th/March 18th

Today is Kala, the last day of the Deanic/Filianic year and an important event in the Cosmic Drama that is unfolding at all times. It is the day the Princess of Heaven descends in to the lowest realms of manifestation, in order to bring the light of the Celestial Mother to all Her children.


The word ‘lightbringer’ has negative connotations in Christianity, I believe, because it was often used in connection with Lucifer. But to Deanists, the Lightbringer is the Daughter. She descends through the seven gates, literally shattering her soul as She does so, experiencing EVERY awful thing any living being will ever go through… all at once. This is why we say God the Daughter is imminent. She is literally present, at all times, because of this descent. She understands everything we experience because She goes through it with us.


Tomorrow is the Hiatus, a day that doesn’t officially exist in the calendar, because it is the day the Daughter is dead (in the more orthodox schools of thought) or simply not there (I think?) in the Janite tradition. (If a Janite could clear this up for me I’d really appreciate it!) In my mind, since I don’t accept the ‘sacrifice’ as the Daughter involving Her death, but rather a sharing of Her light and soul, I’d tend to lean more with the Janite perspective, but I’m not sure on the full thealogy of the day if the Daughter is not ‘dead’.
This has been my first full Deanic year as a Deanist, and I’ve loved every second of it. I love Dea with all my heart, and I love being a member of Her ekklesia. I will see you all in two days for a celebratory Eastre post 🙂

Madria Erin

Knitted With Love

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I think the reason Lady Grace is my matron Jana is because if there is one thing that inspires me want to be a better person, it’s witnessing other people perform acts of unconditional love and selflessness.

My mother works in a children’s hospital. Today, she came home with three bin bags full of knitwear for babies. They’d been knitted and donated to the hospital for the babies, but the hospital can’t use them because of health and safety regulations, so they were going to throw them all away. My mother was baffled at this and rescued the knitwear. We went through it all when she got in. I was so blown away by the artistry. Hats, blankets and cardigans all beautifully knitted with pastel colours and patterns and frilled edges. But it wasn’t their beauty that made me so emotional. As strange as it seems, I felt like I could sense the love, care and joy that had gone in to making them. Each item seemed to radiate love and care. These women (and possibly some men) had made this items and donated them to the hospital purely because they wanted to help babies. They had nothing to gain from doing so other than temporary entertainment from a hobby. They just wanted to help people. And although the knitwear won’t be going to the babies they’d originally intended it to go to, I asked a sweet lady from my old church where she’d recommend donating them to, and they’ll be going to a refugee camp in Greece.


Recently, I have been angered and discussed at the genocide currently taking place in Aleppo. Men, women and children are begging for help on social media, and their pleas are falling on deaf ears. This is one of the worst atrocities I have witnessed in my lifetime. It is so tempting for me to fall in to the nihilistic slump I often fall in to when I hit a low with my depression. But…

Human beings aren’t as awful as we sometimes say we are. Yes, humanity commits many evil acts daily, but we also act as Lady Grace’s assistants daily by our good works and our selfless love for one another. There is so much goodness in this world. Just by sorting through bags of tiny cardigans and hats today, my faith in human kindness has been restored.

And just as the knitwear was created with so much love and care, our Mother creates so much for us with more love and care than we can even fathom. Each delicate flower, each intricate butterfly wing, each rose gold sunset, was laughed in to existence and hand painted by Her to make this existence a little more bearable for us. To remind us of our true nature: beauty, peace, love and innocence.

Please, if you have money to spare (which I know is a long shot at this time of year), please considering donating to help those currently under attack in Aleppo. If you can’t, that’s okay! There are so many little selfless things we can all do to make this world a better place. Help someone with their grocery bags. Offer to babysit for a struggling family you know. Offer a nonjudgmental ear and a shoulder to cry on for those going through hard times. This time of year is a time for giving, but that doesn’t have to mean physical things. Sometimes, the best gift you can give someone is the gift of friendship. We are all siblings. Let’s start acting like it, and loving each other as Dea loves us.

Madria Erin

Thoughts on the Divine Shattering

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“She was scared
Lost in the dark.
Falling Apart,
I can survive,
With you by my side.
We’re gonna be alright.
This is what happens when two worlds collide.”
– Two Worlds Collide by Demi Lovato, a cheesy pop song from my tween years, about friendship.


I am writing this with tears in my eyes. Tears of happiness, sadness, and raw spiritual emotion.

I was just reading through ArchMadria Pamela’s most recent post about the Holy Daughter as the Mother of our souls, and found myself understanding deeply every single word. Because what she spoke of in that article, I have experienced.

The post talks about the beautiful implications of the thealogy of the Holy Daughter. Until the work done by the Janite Order of Priestesses to uncover and explain what I call ‘the Divine Shattering’, I understood the Holy Daughter in a way more similar to the goddess Inanna or Jesus Christ- a deity who corrects a wrong by descending, dying and resurrecting. While I still see the value in this understanding, I much prefer the understanding of the Daughter from the Janite perspective: that the Daughter descended, shattered her own perfect Soul in to pieces to save us, which causes a lot of pain for Her. She experiences every heartbreak, every illness, every affliction with us. She understands us on a level beyond human comprehension. Kwan Yin, a Bodhisattva of some Buddhist traditions, is known as ‘She who hears the cries of the world’. Those words say it all.


Something else, something rather unorthodox, helped me better understand this thealogy.

Now, I am a huge nerd. I have also mentioned in the past about how sci-fi (particularly space opera) and fantasy is often a boon for my faith, and vice versa. An unlikely pair, but the two are deeply intertwined for me. These genres have heroes, overcoming odds, liberation, and often the characters will cite their belief in God(s) or other forces of the Universe as the reason for their strength.

My favourite video game, Mass Effect, is a space opera role playing game centred around a space commander named Shepard and his/her crew, who go against odds to fight dark forces at play in the Milky Way Galaxy. It has aliens, love, and, at least in my head, religious allegories. Spoiler alert! In the end of the video game trilogy, the Commander is given three choices on how to deal with the threat to the galaxy, a race of sentient machines called Reapers, who seek to destroy all advanced life. Shepard can choose to a) take control of the Reapers, essentially stealing their power and using it for good and watch over the galaxy from afar (her physical body dying in the process), b) destroy the Reapers but also destroy friendly AI in the process, or c) break down her own essence and have it be used as a catalyst for a new formula, in which organic beings and machines live in harmony (her physical body dying in the process).

The way I saw it, these three endings could each represent a ‘saviour’ deity. Control option represents Inanna. In the classic Inanna myth, she takes control of the powers of Hell, stealing them from her sister Ereshkigal, the Dark Queen. Quote from this ending: “Your corporeal form will be dissolved. But your thoughts and even your memories will continue. You will no longer be organic. Your connection to your kind will be lost. Although you will remain aware of their existence.” The Destroy option doesn’t really have a religious counterpart, but I would compare it to how Christians view the second coming of Christ: he will, point blank, put an end to the forces of darkness once and for all. However, the Synthesis ending, to me, represents our understanding of the Holy Daughter. Shepard gives her own essence and that is used to create a new framework in which organic beings and synthetic beings become one. This reminded me of how Dea, in the form of the Holy Daughter, gave us Her own soul so that while we remain mortal, we each share in Her divinity, as well. Quote from this ending: “Your organic energy. The essence of who and what you are, will be broken down and then dispersed.” I feel like the Inanna understanding is similar to the Control ending, while the Janite Deanic and my Deanic understanding is similar to the Synthesis ending. We are synthesised with the Daughter and with one another.

But I digress. The point is, that we believe the Holy Daughter is imminent not because She is the Earth like may Pagans believe, but because we literally share a soul with Her. And so, not only is She the Mother of our Souls, the Queen of Heaven and our Saviour, She is also the perfect best friend.

As most of you reading this will be well aware of by now, I suffer from clinical depression, anxiety and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. I have also recently developed a condition called Labyrinthitis which affects my balance, and I can not walk a short distance without feeling dizzy and having to sit down.  This was particularly awful tonight, and combined one of my typical depressive episodes, and feelings of extreme loneliness and isolation, I felt extremely low.

A common sentiment amongst people with depression is a feeling that nobody understands us. I have often felt frustrated that I couldn’t put in to words how I was feeling when talking about it to other people, because they don’t know the inner workings of my mind and heart. Yet, Dea Filia does, because everything we ‘go through’, she goes through with us. This makes Her the perfect ‘best friend’. Many a time I have prayed to Her using not so many words. Rather than explaining to Her exactly how I feel in words, I say ‘Most Holy Anna, I know you know what I’m going through, so please just give me the strength to fight another day, and hold me.” And, just like that, I can feel Her arms around me, comforting me.

Any time we need a hug, any time we need to be reminded that we are not alone, and that our feelings are valid and understood, we can call on Her. A God that is not only a Mother and a Queen but a Best Friend, is one that I am SO proud and so blessed to worship.

In the name of the Heavenly Mother, the Holy Daughter, and the Great Mother, thus may it remain.

Madria Erin

Our Mother’s Palace: A Deanic Meditation for Conversion , & Thoughts on Ekklesia

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(Note, while I’ve up until now been using the Chelouranyan names for the sacred months, I am currently using the Janite names until I can come up with my own names for them.)

Dear friends,

I wrote this little meditation that new Deanists can use to consecrate themselves to Dea, and that those of us who have already done so can use to remember that we are not alone in our faith.

For solitary practitioners of Deanism, or even those of us who belong to an official tradition, we can often feel alone. There are very few Deanists in this world. While I cannot claim to know an exact figure, I’m guessing there is less than 200 of us. However, as the scriptures state, ekklesia is not only of this world. Most Deanists seem to believe that in this huge, vast universe of ours, there are many, many planets with sapient life, and that on many of those planets, Dea’s religion is huge. The Chelouranyans/Herthelens definitely believe this is true, as it is part of the basis for their belief in an ‘all feminine world’ they call Sai Herthe.

I have prayed and meditated on this a lot, and came to the conclusion that this belief is true, at least for me. It would be foolish and rather arrogant, I feel, for me to assume we are the only ‘axial beings’ in the universe. I am not talking about ‘aliens’ in the traditional sense, but rather that in other galaxies, perhaps even in this galaxy, there are worlds very similar to ours, but many of them are probably less war torn, harsh and patriarchal- and so Dea’s voice is heard more clearly. I do not claim to speak for all Deanists, but I do believe there is at least some scriptural/thealogical basis for this.

The following is found in ‘The Heart of Water’ (note: some do not accept THoW as a canonical text, but I thought this passage was relevant.)

For though in this place you seem only but a few, and Her servants reduced to a remnant, yet in truth the age of the unbelievers is but a moment in the endless stream of time, and this world only but a grain of sand on the shore of unnumbered worlds. In truth you are surrounded by the bright host of Her children, serried through time and space, in whose light the unbelievers are but the remnant of a remnant, and their world but a cobweb in the midst of a glittering palace. And you are one with that shining host; each radiant soul is your sister.

The Heart of Water 25-28, Filianic Scriptures NCUV

The next scripture also seems to suggest that there are many worlds. While this does not necessarily imply sapient life outside of our own earth, to me, the word ‘world’ in a Deanic context implies one with sapient life and civilization, but that could be a bit of a reach on my behalf.

Space extends without limit, neither is there any boundary to the worlds, but the point is without extension; yet from the point alone all space proceeds.

– The Clew of the Horse 3, Filianic Scriptures NCUV

This next scripture seems to imply that maids/axial beings are not only a thing of this planet.

She who has no beginning or any end; She who stood in the heart of chaos and made all things harmonious, She who bears the worlds within Her hand; a maid who knows Her is truly free. She that is the maker of being and of unbeing; She that is all that is and all that is not; a maid who knows Her in truth has left all worlds; in truth, she has left the body and the mind.

– The Clew of the Horse, 45-46, Filianic Scriptures NCUV

The final scripture I will present implies that this world is only one in an endless stream of time.

 This world shall be scattered like straw, and hundreds shall follow; and each in its turn shall be scattered like chaff on the wind.

– The Pillar of Light 34, NCUV

With all of this in mind, when I think of ‘Ekklesia’, I think of not only my siblings in faith on this earth, in this time frame, but all my siblings in faith from worlds that existed before this one, worlds that exist alongside this one and worlds that will exist after this one. I picture all of us standing in the ethereal, glistening palace of our Mother. There are millions of us. We are all beautiful garments, wearing crowns because we are Her heirs. While we appear, in my meditation, with bodies: in the palace of Ekklesia we are no longer defined by our bodies and appearances. Our souls are what matter, and each soul can see the beauty and excellence in each one around them. We are no longer bound by wordly limitations and through our interconnectedness with the Source of All, who is Dea, we all know each other and are familiar with each other. Dea sits on a high throne, surrounded by the Seven Janati. In my mind I am picturing Dea in the form of Dea Madria, or Mari, but that does not mean I am not trinitarian. Dea Madria is one with Dea Filia and Dea Mysterium, so in this meditation, they appear as one.

Without further ado, here is a meditation I wrote up that one can use to consecrate themselves to Dea and become part of the great Deanic Ekklesia that is of this world and all the worlds. I will, some time this week, record myself reading this aloud, and accompany it with some nice ambient music, to help the listener achieve a deep meditative state. One should burn incense and seven candles surrounded one larger one before beginning, representing Dea and Her Janitic Streams.

Part 2 is optional, and the meditation can be ended at Part 1. Part 2 is for helping a new devotee to pick a patron Jana, but this is not necessary if one is not ready to make that decision, or for those of us who have already consecrated ourselves to Dea and chosen one. Of course, the names of the Janati I use here can be changed according to tradition.

Our Mother’s Palace: A Conversion Meditation

Part 1: Homecoming

Your Mother, the Queen, is summoning you, her son/daughter/child, to Her court. 

For a long time, you did not know you were royalty. Perhaps you believed you were nothing but an unimportant, insignificant speck of dust in a world that cares not for you. Perhaps you thought that your birth was an accident, that you were merely bacteria with consciousness. Perhaps you were afraid to acknowledge the truth: that you possess within you a jewel of divinity, and that you were destined for much greater things. Perhaps you were even afraid of your Mother, afraid She would be too disgusted by your mistakes, your shortcomings, to accept you in to Her arms. 

No matter. Now you know the truth. And you have been away from home for far too long.

It is time for you to enter Ekklesia, the glistening palace at the centre of the realm of the Empress of the Universe. The gathering place of all of those who have accepted Dea as their Mother, their God, their Source. You approach the glistening palace of your Mother. You turn your head to look up to the sky, and you see a huge rainbow, brighter and more beautiful than any you’ve ever seen on Earth. There is not a cloud to be seen. The sun in its gentle heat falls down on your shoulders and face, yet your skin does not burn. Instead, its rays tickle your nose and cheeks. You laugh to yourself.

You look down, and notice what you are wearing. Beautiful raiment, created by light, and you feel beautiful, radiant, as you should feel always. You place your hands atop your head, and feel a delicate crown atop it. You, like all of your siblings, are royalty, and what’s more: you are, in essence, one with God, who is the greatest Queen of all.

The palace is getting closer, and you can now make out your siblings, waiting outside for you. They wave, jump up and down, cheer. Suddenly, you realise you know all of these people. You know their names in every incarnation, you understand their divine qualities, and you feel such abundant love for each and every one of them. 

You can make out the more intricate details of the palace now. You notice it has seven great towers, each one topped with an image of one of the seven Janati; your eldest siblings, who are direct streams of Dea Herself. You notice how the palace, like your clothing, seems to literally be made of light: the same light of the sun, of the rainbow.

You are now right outside the castle, and your siblings throw petals at your feet. “Welcome home!” they cheer, and they hug you, kiss your cheeks, take your hands and hold them to their hearts. They are overjoyed to see you are joining them at Dea’s court.

Finally, you take a deep breath, and you enter the palace. You walk down a hallway, and find yourself in a throne room. The lovely scent of incense perfumes the air, and beautiful music kisses your ears. You take a moment to take everything in. This is your home, your birth right, your destiny. 

Look around the throne room. Note the beautiful decorations. Pay attention to the smells, the sounds, the sights around you. Let yourself be happy. Revel in this moment, and promise yourself you will remember it whenever you feel lost.

You look up, and you finally see her. Dea, God, the Creator of the Universe, atop a throne of sunlight, the likeness of the moon at her feet. She wears a stunning jewelled crown representing Her seven Janatic Streams. She is clothed in a garment of stars. Her warm smile fills you with so much emotion. Look in to Her sparkling eyes, and believe that She is your Origin. No matter how wary, useless, hopeless you sometimes feel, the figure before you is GOD, and She birthed you in to existence through an overflowing of Her perfect love. In Her countenance, you can see the love She feels for all of Creation. 

She descends from Her throne. She holds out Her arms to you, and You run in to them. She laughs. Are you laughing or crying with joy? Maybe a combination of both? In Her embrace, you feel free from the burdens of the world. You feel like, through Her, you can conquer any evil. And you can.

“Welcome home,” she whispers.

Part 2: The Seven Thrones

In breaking the hug, she kisses you atop your head, and looks in to your eyes. “My child,” she says gently, and gestures to the seven smaller thrones that line the other walls of the throne room. Three on one wall, four on the other. On each seats a beautiful being, radiating power and divinity. “These are your elder sisters, the Janati. They are my daughters whom hold governance over the Seven Great Powers, and are your guides. Each one teachers three different virtues, and while you should listen to all of their voices, you may choose one to be your patroness, your mentor. Follow your heart.” 

The seven Janati stand up from their thrones and smile at you. Each holds a pendant in her hand, which they extend towards you. You understand that you should take the pendant of the Jana who you feel should be your Patroness.

The first Jana wears orange-golden robes, and dons a bright, gleaming smile. “I am Lady Lucia of Three-Fold Spirit. My virtues are Illumination, Joy and Benevolence. If this be your path, take this pendant.” The pendant in her hand, being offered to you, is of the sun.

The second wears robes the colours of violet and silver. She has a very gentle face and is youthful in appearance. “I am Lady Clara of the Three-Fold Spirit. My virtues are Reason, Reflection and Purity. If you would follow me on this path, take upon yourself my pendant.” The pendant in her hand is a symbol of the moon.

The third Jana wears indigo and black robes and a veil that covers her eyes. She seems slightly more stern than her sisters, but still kind and loving. “I am Lady Constance, also of the Three-Fold Spirit. My virtues are Steadfastness, Temperance and Self Restraint. Take my pendant if you would be my student.” The pendant she offers you is of the Fora.

You turn to the four thrones on the other side of the room, now.

A strong, firey looking swordmaiden in red robes smiles at you. “I am Lady Valora, of Four-Fold Matter. I teach the virtues of Courage, Strength and Valor. Join me, if this is the path you would follow.” She presents you with her pendant, depicting a rose.

The next Jana stands before you in yellow robes and a confident demeanour. “I am Lady Sofia, of Four-Fold Matter. I lead in teaching the virtues of Wisdom, Intuition, and Intelligence. Take my pendant if this be the path of virtue that you would follow.” She offers you her pendant, which depicts a star.

The second to last Jana has a very kind and motherly face. She wears robes of green. “I am Lady Grace of Four-Fold Matter. My virtues are Love, Compassion and Mercy. Take my pendant if you would have me as your patroness.” Her pendant depicts a dove in flight.

The final Jana looks very radiant and queenly indeed, and dons robes of blue. “I am Lady Harmonia of Four-Fold Matter. I govern the virtues of Harmony, Order and Justice. Take upon you this pendant if you feel so called to.” The pendant in her hand depicts an apple.

Take some time to think upon these virtues, and, with your Mother’s guidance, take the pendant from the Jana whom you feel called to take as your patroness. If you do not feel called to take a patron Jana at this time, that is okay, too. You can return to the throne room at any time to do so.

Your chosen patron Jana fastens the corresponding pendant around your neck, and hugs you, symbolically taking you under her wing.

Feel free to spend some time with Dea, with the Janati, and with your other siblings in Ekklesia. Walk around the palace, if you like. Visit the tower of your patroness Jana. Explore the gardens. Take a swim in the moat. Dance to the music played by the celestial chorus. This is your spiritual home, after all. 

When you are ready, thank your Mother for inviting you to the Palace, and welcoming you in to Her ekklesia, and say goodbye. Know that you can return any time.

In the name of the Mother, the Daughter, and Absolute Deity,
Thus may it remain.


Madria Erin

The Day of Werde

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Today is the Day of Werde, a day in which Deanists examine the spiritual direction we are taking in our current lives, and how they will affect things in the future, both for us and others around us. The Three Werdes (similar to the Three Fates in Greek Mythology) weave the web of fate, and we can altar that web with the things we do and say each and every day. Many of us are familiar with ‘the butterfly effect’. A butterfly flapping its wings in the desert might start a hurricane elsewhere, and one kind action can prompt the receiver of your kindness to perform a kind action towards somewhere else, and the chain continues.

One of my favourite animated movies, The Prince of Egypt (which tells the story of Exodus from the Torah and the Bible), has a lovely song called Through Heaven’s Eyes, which has some lines that sum up some of the key principles of this day:

“A single thread in a tapestry, though its color brightly shine
Can never see its purpose in the pattern of the grand design”

“If a man lose ev’rything he owns, has he truly lost his worth?
Or is it the beginning of a new and brighter birth?”

“No life can escape being blown about by the winds of change and chance
And though you never know all the steps, you must learn to join the dance”

I would like to share some of my personal goals this Day of Werde:

  • Go vegetarian again some time in the next couple of months. Though I am only one person, me becoming vegetarian may prompt others to (as others and Dea’s direction have prompted me to) and thus save more animals and help our sister Earth heal from the wounds she has received due to the farming industry.
  • Becoming more spiritually active. I tend to go through cycles of faith. My faith in Dea is always there, but I often find myself becoming spiritually apathetic during the times when I need Dea the most. I want to stop ignoring Her and reaching out to Her more, and performing my duties as a priestess better. This affects my werde my bringing my soul closer to Her, and helping me move forward in future lives.
  • Spending more time with loved ones. I got back from holiday last Saturday with my mother and sister, and it made me realised how much I love spending time with them and how I don’t do it enough. Also, my grandmother lives ten minutes away, and I don’t see her as much as I’d like to. I want to make an effort to see her more, since her health is deteriorating as of late due to smoking and she has been very depressed.
  • Be more charitable. My cities homelessness rates are some of the worst in the country, and while I sleep comfortably in my bed, there are people who are lucky to find a sheltered spot outdoors to sleep in. I walk past these people all the time and even when I have spare change to give them, I often do not, for one reason or other. If I can help these people just by buying them a sandwich or giving them money to get to a shelter, that’s one positive little wave I’ve created in the ocean of the universe, and that’s what the Day of Werde is all about.

If you’re comfortable sharing, I’d love to hear some of your goals this Day of Werde!

Madria Erin


Trinitarian-Deanic Godhead Diagram

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I’ve seen diagrams like this for religions with non-polytheistic but complex Godheads such as Gnosticism, and I thought it was a really good way of explaining things. I tried to make one for trinitarian Deanism/Filianism, at least how I understand it. I do not speak for all Deanists.

The names for the Janati are names I came up with myself. Of course, any appropriate names for them can be used.


Madria Erin

Daily Spiritual Practices

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In our very busy day-to-day lives, it can be hard to make time for Dea. Most Deanists will say a little prayer at night and perhaps in the morning, but understandably, we often fail to pray, listen to Her or call on Her any other time of the day (other than on feast days). I am awful for this. Some days I’m even too busy and stressed that I feel like I don’t have the energy to pray, but ironically, those are the days I need Dea the most.

Many Deanists have written prayers that are to be said multiple times a day, facing certain directions, calling on various mysteries, etc. I would love to be able to do that, but for some people a system like that just isn’t possible. So, I’m in the process of coming up with little spiritual practices that can be done throughout the day without taking up too much time and getting us in trouble with our bosses etc.

  • Morning Prayer: In the morning, welcome in the dawn with light ring of a bell. This will clear negative energies from your aura and help you call in the Spirit. Make the pentacle or fora or another holy symbol upon yourself. Morning prayer may just be petitioning Dea to help you walk through the day as She would, being a mirror of Her grace and love, and thanking Her for the new day.
  • Grace Before Meals: When in public, praying before meals can cause feelings of anxiety. In this day and age doing so may make those around you view you as some sort of ‘religious nut’ and they may make assumptions about you and what you believe. A Mormon missionary once told me that when in public around non-Mormons, he does what he calls a ‘migraine prayer’, crossing your hands over his slightly bowed head to silently thank God for his meal. I like this approach a lot.
  • Images of Dea: I can’t remember where I read this but I know one Deanic website (possibly Mother-G0d) suggests bowing before statues of Mary etc as they are representations of Dea. I ADORE this, but for the reasons I touched on above, this can be hard to do for many people. Instead, consider bowing your head and greeting Her silently to yourself, or simply put your fingers to your lips and extend your hand towards her, as a symbol of reverent love.
  • Head Covering: Many Pagans, Goddess worshippers and a few Deanists cover their heads as a sign of devotion to the Divine. I cover during ritual and the month of Moura. Head covering doesn’t have to be a large veil covering all of the hair, it can simply be a wide headband or a hat.
  • Listening: Most of us are familiar with the concept of prayer. It’s when you talk to Dea. But when was the last time you listened to Her? Sometimes we get so caught up in the world around us that we forget that through the Daughter, Dea is an imminent and active force in our lives. In the silence, through music, by reading scriptures, we can hear Her voice. She can give us counsel, comfort, and advise us on day to day issues.
  • Daily Scripture: Not all Deanists use the Filianic/Madrian scriptures, but for those that do, simply reading a passage a day and meditating on it is a great spiritual practice. Simply pick one at random and think about what it means to you as you go about your day. Deanic Christians may use the Bible, Gnostic Deanists may use the Nag Hammadi scriptures, etc.
  • Night Time prayer: Unless we have had a particularly busy day, night time may be a time we can spend a little longer communing with Dea. Light candles at your altar, say longer prayers, pray the rosary. I like to stand at my altar, light candles, pray and then sit in the silence and take deep breaths, letting Her calm me before I sleep. I imagine Her singing me to sleep and wrapping me in a warm blanket like an earthly mother would with her little child. I find this helps a lot with my insomnia.

I really hope this helps, and I’d love to hear about your spiritual, every day practices!


Madria Erin