Living At Loki’s Feet
by Trickster’s Daughter
I never expected to be devout, and certainly I never expected to be devoted to not one, but two Gods, living in communion with both of them.
I had a relatively religious-free childhood and what limited knowledge of religion I did have was Christian. I remember having a couple of Bible stories which I listened to on my Winnie– the– Pooh record player. Occasionally, I attended Vacation Bible School with a friend, but that was about it. Religion was not something discussed in my house.
When I was thirteen my mother decided that it was time for the entire family to attend church. I much preferred to sleep in or watch Sunday morning cartoons but was reluctantly dragged off wearing my Sunday best.