Wednesday night I saw a tweet from Los Feliz Daycare that mentioned a student named Isis. When I saw it, I had a powerful, inexplicable urge to pray to the Egyptian goddess Isis.
I haven’t believed in, or prayed to, any deity in about 15 years, so I have no idea where the hell that came from. Egyptian wasn’t even my pantheon of choice when I was a pagan.
I went so far as to look up prayers to Isis and recite one in my mind, but fell asleep before finishing. I fully expected to dream about Isis that night, but nothing happened that I recall.
I tried again last night but, again, fell asleep very quickly. The urge isn’t really there anymore, but the strangeness of it happening at all remains.