Pagan angelkin here, responding somewhat to the confession by the Christian angelkin, but also more general thoughts. I understand anon was trying to sort out feelings and genuinely trying to understand, but it really rubbed me the wrong way as a wingless, non-Christian angel.
Honestly, speaking as a former Christian, this is kind of why the community is averse to Christianity. A lot of Christian people, while claiming to support others, also have the underlying holier-than-thou attitude or belief that the people acting or believing non-Christian are "disrespectful" even though they themselves don't actually have as much knowledge about their own religion to make that claim.
Now, speaking as someone who has studied Christian theology and angelology from a historical and cultural anthropological lens, technically you can also say the winged humanoids of modern Christianity "aren't angels". Why? Because angels in the Bible actually don't have wings.
They had no described appearance prior to the creation of humanity, and afterwards, are described to look no different from humans. The portrayal of winged angels came much later in Christianity's history, after adopting Greek motifs such as the wings of the gods Nike or Hermes. "Angel" as a word even came from this, from the Greek "angelos" meaning "messenger".
In line with this, the nine choirs of angels don't have full basis in the Bible; Christian theologians to this day actually still argue whether the wheels from the book of Ezekiel are even considered angels.
My point isn't that certain beings aren't angels of course. It's that even Christians have an ever-changing view towards angels. What is a "real angel" to you isn't a "real angel" to another culture or even to another denomination of Christianity. "Angel" etymologically just means a messenger or servant spirit of a god.
Winged angels, wingless angels, animalistic angels, non-humanoid angels, non-Christian hierarchy angels? All valid.
Because throughout human history, nobody truly knows what angels are. And that's how it's meant to be, that we are incomprehensible and never fully grasped by human minds.
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Nonhumans are here, even if you do not see us. We always will be. We are often hard to spot, but can be found doing all the things a human might.
A cat went to work at an event stall for a mental health service.
A massive sea serpent wanted to go to science class because it enjoyed it more than the rest of those living in its shared form.
The void sat down, huddled up in a blanket, to watch a tv show with its partners. It had to stop watching after a bit, but enjoyed spending time with those close to it anyway.
A wolf went to a psychologist appointment and gratefully drank the hot chocolate they were offered in the waiting room.
A shapeshifting being of pure darkness spoke publicly about trans rights in front of politicians and then went to the pride festival he helped fight to keep alive.
A dragon went to school so the others sharing his human body could have a break.
A manifestation of the fear of madness itself sat in the food court at the mall eating mochi and drinking tea while waiting for its friends to get back from shopping.
A witch drew a picture of his cardinal bird and shared the work he was so proud of with his friends.
A cockatoo borrowed the next book in his favourite series from the school library and almost couldn't wait the whole day to go home and read it.
An alien went camping and watched the birds outside and the way the wind made waves and patterns on the water.
A fallen angel went shopping for sunglasses to shield his eyes from how bright the sun was.
A harpy went shopping for new plants to look after. He named a few because he loved them so much, and sent pictures to all of his friends.
An anthropomorphic hedgehog traded Pokemon cards with his peers at school. He was happy with his collection.
You may not see us, and you may feel alone, but you are not. We are just hidden. We are in more places than you'd think, and in the places you'd least expect. We are complex, we are valued, and we are here.
How it feels to see fellow god/ angel kin
Mostly sensations and images. I can remember some of the words spoken to me, but I can't fully remember the voices
It changed as I went from one phase of my life to the other. As a Deity I had tanned skin; golden eyes; wavy dark hair, and black wings. I often wore a heavy cloak with furs, wherever I went.
The Hearth and Home
I had my share of followers, yes. It was... Warm. I was grateful for each and every one of them, and loved them dearly.
I currently work with the Nordic Pantheon: in part due to the familiarity.
Anything involving fire and runes resonate strongly with me.
I believe I was considered benevolent, and I very much was.
They are my equals, and I want nothing but the best for them as a whole.
I'm not sure, actually. From what I remember... I suppose one could describe it as a familiar presence? I don't think they could ever see me, but many seemed to be able to feel when I was around. If candles were lit, their flames would lean in my direction- I remember that.
I did blessings, yes. Though those were to keep my followers' homes sturdy and warm, things of that nature. I couldn't do anything to/for them, directly.
Reveared is such a strong word, haha... I was definitely not feared, however.
Hmm, I'm not quite sure.
Large-scale? Oh, I'm not sure... Same things they'd leave on the altars in their homes, I'd assume. Homemade foods, comforting objects, crafted pieces, candles, crow feathers, etc.
I'd never demand anything- but anything the follower made, gathered, or owned that brought a sense of nostalgia or comfort would do nicely. Green candles and crow feathers would also be very nice
Probably the forest, and the coziest corner in their home.
(See 9)
I had one friend of mine, more beloved than anyone else in any realm... Trying to label them and us in any way would fall short, I fear. They were my Dearest One- the one who's old domain I was gifted, and the one who showed me everything my Creator had kept hidden.
(See 2)
I do, yes. I still feel as though I must provide those protections and comforts for those that I can. It makes me feel the same as it did, back then.
The Gods of my pantheon had their own realm, yes. As did my Creator. I, in turn, also resided in these realms.
Deitykin/Godkin Question List ᯓ★
Do you have memories of being a deity? If so, what are they like?
Do you remember what your divine form looked like? If so, describe it!
Did you have a specific domain or aspect you ruled over (e.g., love, war, nature)?
Did mortals or other beings worship you? How does that memory feel?
Do you feel a connection to specific myths, cultures, or religions in this life?
Are there particular symbols, rituals, or practices that resonate with you as a deitykin?
Were you considered benevolent, neutral, or malevolent in your divine role?
How do you view mortals and humanity now compared to your past divine role?
Did you have a specific way of manifesting to mortals, such as dreams, visions, or physical apparitions?
Did you grant blessings, curses, or other forms of divine influence?
Were you revered or feared more than loved by mortals?
What song do you associate with yourself?
If you had a shrine today and were worshipped on a large-scale level, what items would people leave as offerings?
What offerings would you demand in today’s world?
What place would mortals associate with you (e.g., beaches, forests, mountains)?
Did you have a specific way of manifesting to mortals, such as dreams, visions, or physical apparitions?
Did you have relationships with other deities, mortals, or beings?
Do you remember what your divine form looked like?
Do you feel like you still have a purpose or role tied to your divine identity?
Did you reside in a specific realm or plane of existence as a deity?
These questions were inspired by @/courtroom-confession. Feel free to reblog and share your own questions, I encourage you to do so as I am curious as well.
I am also always open to answer any questions to those who seek knowledge, my friend, as I am open to all that you wish to know.
ketzal_coatl
i want wings. i want dark feathery wings. not so i can fly or do anything like that, but so i can cover myself and create a space for just me and so i can finally feel right again
theyre pinning my wings to a cork board tomorrow
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PT: Crow Stimboard
Made for: @cottondaycarestims (Phil)
I had a nap half way through making this because I loved looking at the crows. I hope you like this as much as my tired brain did.
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