Runes, specifically:

Cloudscape

• Kenaz -- fire/torch
  
• Sowilo -- the sun
  
• Dagaz -- daylight
• Raidho -- chariot of the sun, journeys

• Ra, Heru & well just about all Kemetic deities (including Aten) [gods & goddesses]
  
• Saule and Saules Meita (Baltic) [goddesses]
  
• Sol and Sunna (Norse) [goddesses]
• Inti (Incan) [god]
• Helios & Apollo (Hellenic) [god]
• Sol (Roman) [god]
• Surya (Vedic) [god]
• Amaterasu (Shinto, Japanese) [goddess]

• Redecorate my altar
• Start a daily practice--something easy at first. Light a candle?
  
• Meditate
• Analyze less, feel more
  

A poetry snippet suddenly came to me last night as I was drifting off to sleep. I was able to open my eyes and write the line down for later use. The first thought that came to me after I closed my eyes was Helios, the Hellenic god of the sun. Whether there is a link, I'm not sure. Do people still worship Helios? I haven't found many references in the major Hellenismos sites, though he is often mentioned in passing.

It was:
His name is sunlight upon my lips
& fire through my veins.

I'm not really big on divination, but I think I just might do a Tarot reading tonight. I feel something, some sort of energy lately and I'm not sure what it's about. It's possibly connected with my (sort of) sudden interest in ancient Rome. Then again Helios is Hellenic, not Roman...maybe it's Sol instead? I don't know. I'm hoping I'll get some answers, rather than more questions and confusion.

I came across Sappho's poems and one reminded me of Helios:
(Thou burnest us) Ὄπτιασ ἄμμε.

And here's the Orphic Hymn to the Sun:
HEAR golden Titan, whose eternal eye with broad survey, illumines all the sky.
Self-born, unwearied in diffusing light, and to all eyes the mirrour of delight:
Lord of the seasons, with thy fiery car and leaping coursers, beaming light from far:
With thy right hand the source of morning light, and with thy left the father of the night.
Agile and vig'rous, venerable Sun, fiery and bright around the heav'ns you run.
Foe to the wicked, but the good man's guide, o'er all his steps propitious you preside:
With various founding, golden lyre, 'tis mine to fill the world with harmony divine.
Father of ages, guide of prosp'rous deeds, the world's commander, borne by lucid steeds,
Immortal Jove, all-searching, bearing light, source of existence, pure and fiery bright
Bearer of fruit, almighty lord of years, agile and warm, whom ev'ry pow'r reveres.
Great eye of Nature and the starry skies, doom'd with immortal flames to set and rise
Dispensing justice, lover of the stream, the world's great despot, and o'er all supreme.
Faithful defender, and the eye of right, of steeds the ruler, and of life the light:
With founding whip four fiery steeds you guide, when in the car of day you glorious ride.
Propitious on these mystic labours shine, and bless thy suppliants with a life divine.

Unlike last year, I'm planning on keeping track of the books I'm read and have read.

January (Currently reading all of them...or rather, attempting to!)

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