From my reading, it seems as though most Druids don’t follow any deity.
I finished a stream of thoughts about superheroes and their relationship to spirituality.
A lot of them are important figures, though they aren’t directly related to my practice currently.
Thor (the Norse god not the comic alien) is an important figure to my practice. I’ve been drawn to Thor almost since I started practicing. I had read someone that, given his temper, you don’t want to deal with Thor directly. Ever. I’ll admit, this scared me off a bit. But later, I read elsewhere, that Thor is the champion of the people (this resonates with more of my studies than the former opinion) and that, if he were around today, would be a Good Ol’ Boy in the South raising hell and causing mischief, though never really meaning to cause harm. Unless someone was malicous towards his kin. Then you have to watch out.
Two nights ago, it raining and thundered. I stood outside and watched the clouds roll in, watched the lighting strike. Felt the first round of raindrops on my cheeks. I welcomed the Thor to the area. I often acknowledge the Thunderer during storms.
Danu has a minor presence as well. I acknowledge Danu as the founder of my familial tribes many centuries ago. I am of the Tuatha Dé Danann.
I don’t have much to do with either of them on a regular basis. I don’t see my brief acknowledgment as anything close to worshipping.
There was one night, a very late/early nursing when Witchlette was still a newborn- I have written about this night before- when I was having a terribly hard time nursing. She would not for the life of me latch on. Hubby came into her room, sent me to bed, soothed her and put her back down, fast asleep. We talked it out and he held me as I cried. And then we slept a good deep sleep. Two or so hours later, she was up again. I again was having trouble latching when this sense came over me- this very calming sense. All of my tension immediately released, as did Witchlette’s. I heard a voice remind me that I knew what I was doing and to just do what I knew was right. I had all of the advice from all of the standard nurses and lactation nurses floating in my head…it got too overwhelming. I liften Witchlette up and she latched right on. We have never had a problem from that moment.
I have no idea who/what came to me.
But in the most general ways…there are no figures.
At least not ones that have made their presence known. None that have called me towards them in a strong, magnetic way.
Just me, the natural world, and the elements.