Here's A Reminder That Your Kin Experience May Not Be The Same As That Of Other People Or The Majority

the divine among us

this is for the angels protecting earth not from afar, but up close.

this is for the gods grasping at their divinity, their kingdom just out of reach.

this is for those who know they are more and cannot be more and need to be more, the ones with fire for blood and shattered-glass eyes.

you are loved. you will return. you will be forgiven. you are loved. you are loved. you are loved. you are divine, never doubt. your existence is proof enough.

Can we stop using "still lives with their parents" or "unemployed" or "doesn't have a drivers license" or "didn't graduate high school" as an insult or evidence that someone is a bad person? Struggling with independence or meeting milestones is not a moral failing.

how do you know you’re angelkin, i mean before I didn’t acknowledge kin but I definitely saw myself as something more divine but I didn’t acknowledged because I was scared to be wrong, too cocky or just plain disrespectful then one day I saw someone talking about being a demonkin and looked up realizing angelkin existed too!

Do I just label myself as one now? Could I be your 🐏🕊️anon? Too (*´v｀)

I hope this wasnt sent too long ago, i dunno if my asks are working properly but YES YOU CAN BE MY ANON 🫶🏻 you can skip the parts of this that you think aren't useful to you, I just tend to use too many words when explaining myself 😭 and this is a topic that's very dear to me, especially the part about feeling like your identity's disrespectful.

Anyways - I think I found out in the cliché way, if you can call it that. Feeling like I wasn't human (ever since I was a kid), feeling like I was supposed to fly and getting frustrated that I couldn't. Also getting very mad at myself for being scared of heights, because it simply felt wrong.

How I found out:

I used to identify as a winged therian (i went from a butterfly to a dove and more), because my first shifts mainly consisted of vague phantom wings and a weird feeling that my body was lighter and floating. The thing is, I became aware of my divinity when I almost vividly remembered the gods I served. It felt like they were calling out to me because I was ready to awaken, and I did not reject their signs, because I always knew deep down that I was protected by higher beings - and that, even when I thought I was an animal, it always felt mystical and holy. An immortal owl, a butterfly who could fly a little too high for it to be realistic, a dove meant to spread peace and protect creatures. Do you see what I mean?

-> This is definitely very personal. I also understand that it can be of little help to questioning angels who don't worship any gods; however, as some in the community have said, you ARE a certain creature as long as you can say, for sure, that you identify as it. If you can look at yourself in the mirror and say you're an angel, that's enough. You dont have to rush to discover all the details about your memories, your past or your home.

About not acknowledging a kintype because it feels morally wrong:

Yeah, it took me a while to get rid of that mindset. But personally, for me, the problem was the religious settings in which I grew up in; they weren't strict, but even so, the way I had to approach Christianity wasn't healthy. So even if I strayed from it with little guilt, it made me feel like I wasn't allowed to have beliefs of my own. I felt a connection with gods that nobody around me worshipped, gods that had their own rules, their own followers and servants; I realized no one could tell me that my beliefs were wrong. They were not, because only I knew how they worked, and I wasn't going to give them up. You, too, are allowed to label yourself as an angel according to your beliefs and definitions of an angel. Things have changed; some modern sources view angels as spiritual guides and beings of all kind, not just servants of a god.

And if you're worried about being "cocky"... well. That basically implies that you're worried about how others might perceive you, but you know that your identity isn't about claiming superiority, right? If you know you don't want to appear cocky, it's clear that you don't mean to be. You can't control how people interpret your intentions, but you shouldn't let that keep you from accepting yourself as you are.

Being angelkin can be controversial. But that's because some people are close-minded, and that's not our fault.

Contributing to the meme

when it comes to the way divinity feels, there are so may ways i could quantify it. it's warm at times, electrifying at others. it's heat burning its way out of my chest.

i could also define divinity as deft fingers preening my wings. the weightlessness of flight. divinity feels like a glowing ball of light, cupped tenderly in my hands and pressed between my ribs to rest against my beating heart.

Currently missing the god i served in my original form. It basically gave me a home, It gave me a purpose without ever making me feel pressured to do anything to earn Its love

Sometimes I like going on pinterest and looking up all kinds of divine-like beings/images, because seeing those who look like It gives me comfort 💔

This was basically what It looked like or at least how i remember It. Most of the other pictures that truly resembled It were AI, so these are some of the most accurate pics, and they give me SO MUCH nostalgia. I feel like I'm currently not doing enough to respect It as It deserves, so I'll probably post about It more often from now on

Update: it appears that my responsibilities also have wings because they're forcing me to face them tomorrow

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⤷ live footage of me flying away from my responsibilities

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬

Eyes that resemble a comet; eyes with a portentous, piercing, or luminous appearance or gaze.

i really wish that i could bless people.

sick? i’ll bless you; you’ll be healthy again soon

depressed? i’ll bless you; you’ll feel better soon

low on funds? i’ll bless you; riches will find you soon

generally a good person? i’ll bless you; fortune will smile down upon you

hir·aeth

/‘hir,āeth/

noun a homesickness for a home you can not return to or a home that never was.