Let’s get some good vibes roaming around now.
I love the Netjeru, I love what they do for us. I love that they have opened their arms to me and accepted me into their family. I’m happy they keep us safe and protect us from the
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I love the Netjeru because They’ve loved me when I felt no one else did. They’ve laughed with me, cried with me, held my hand in silence when there were no words. They’ve looked past all my quirks, all my struggles, and even when I worry, They always return. I’m happy They keep us safe from i/t. I’m happy that I finally feel I am contributing to something greater than myself, and every time I raise my fist against the dark, I feel Their grasp holding my hand up even higher. I love the Netjeru.
I love Min. I love Him for all He is. I love Him for his beauty, His strength, His immense power that, even in all its potency, is gentle to me, makes me feel loved and important. I love Min for all the times He has been there, all the times I have heard Him withot knowing it, all the times I have thought of Him and felt Him thinking of me back. I love Min, and I wouldn’t hesitate to call myself His child.
Dua Netjeru! Dua Min! Nekhtet!!!
I love the Netjeru because they’ve shown me love, family, and healing where I had none prior. They gave me acceptance. Yinepu is the gentlest entity I’ve ever had the pleasure of interacting with, and he’s given me so much in way of peace with myself and peace with the practice.
I have a family in the Netjeru. A real family. Ra’s warming light, a constant presence of hope and reminder that I have a bright future. Yinepu and his gentle presence, assurances, helping me heal where I need it. Bastet and her empathy for my broken childhood, showing me what motherly love should be. Set, a whirlwind of energy who makes sure I’m caring for my mental health, which I tend to neglect in favor of material matters.
This is my family. I love them, and They deserve all the love in the universe and beyond. They deserve everything. They deserve kindness. The same love they show us, reflected back many times. I wish we had the capacity to do so.
Dua Yinepu. Dua Bastet. Dua Set. Dua Ra. My heart belongs to them.