Kyra

matron hashtag performance

#matron celebrates women in leadership, empowerment, and mentorship. It highlights their roles in caregiving, education, and community-building, promoting positivity and inspiration. Users share stories, advice, and experiences centered around supportive relationships.
This year I officially began my devotion to Mother Tiamat. She quickly became more than just a matron or parental godspouce. She became my way of life. In fact she became my entire life. I hope to share more of this life with the world in the upcoming years. It may not be here, but you will find me if you look. Children of the dragons yearn to connect with her and each other just as I did. Now is our time. She finally will get a worshiping after thousands of years of other gods being honored before her. There was no evidence that she was worshiped in ancient times but that does not mean we can forge this path from the ground all the way to the cosmos. #tiamat #dragonwitch #devotee #parentalgodspouse #matron #draconian #dragontok #witchesoftiktok
For the last 18 years, my birthday has always came with a lot of complicated feelings. You see, my brother’s birthday is 2 weeks before mine & my birthday is 2 weeks before Christmas. Growing up, my birthday was overshadowed by Christmas & it was beyond frustrating. After my brother died, I hated my birthday & this entire season. Winter was a brutal reminder of the upcoming wounds inside my heart that I couldn’t heal. Andrews birthday, then thanksgiving only days later, then my birthday, Christmas & new years—having to celebrate each of these holidays without him felt like death itself. I quickly became cold & cruel to how powerful this season of darkness truly is. 3 years ago, I saw someone online talking about their “birthday saint.” As someone who was newly invested into the lives of saints after feeling called by Mary, I decided to look mine up.  My mouth hit the floor went I saw it was Our Lady of Guadalupe.  First of all—I was not supposed to be born that day! My due date was two weeks prior, the day before Andrew’s birthday actually.  My birth was a challenging & traumatic one for my mother. On December 12, 1995, my mother’s water was broken—all was going well, until it suddenly wasn’t.  I was born with the umbilical cord wrapped around my neck not once, but twice. I went without oxygen during my entrance into this world. I didn’t make a single sound & was immediately taken aside. After a few minutes, to what I’m sure felt like an eternity to my mother, I finally took my first breath & cried. She has expressed to me how absolutely gut wrenching those moments of silence were & I can only imagine how truly terrifying that was. So for me to one day decide I was going to see which saints feast day was honored on my day of birth just to find not only was an apparition of Mary honored on this day, but it is a Holy Day of Obligation in Mexico. In that moment everything changed. 😭🙏🏻 My heavenly Mother stepped into my life 3 years ago on that day, & many before it, took me by the hand & led me to where I am now. Because of her, I have come to understand how truly precious my birthday & life itself truly is. Our Lady of Guadalupe, pray for us! 🙏🏻 #ourlady #ourladyofguadalupe #feastday #birthday #todayismybirthday #folkcatholicism #catholictiktok #blessedvirginmary #mothermaryprayforus #heavenlymother #matron
382.0
For the last 18 years, my birthday has always came with a lot of complicated feelings. You see, my brother’s birthday is 2 weeks before mine & my birthday is 2 weeks before Christmas. Growing up, my birthday was overshadowed by Christmas & it was beyond frustrating. After my brother died, I hated my birthday & this entire season. Winter was a brutal reminder of the upcoming wounds inside my heart that I couldn’t heal. Andrews birthday, then thanksgiving only days later, then my birthday, Christmas & new years—having to celebrate each of these holidays without him felt like death itself. I quickly became cold & cruel to how powerful this season of darkness truly is. 3 years ago, I saw someone online talking about their “birthday saint.” As someone who was newly invested into the lives of saints after feeling called by Mary, I decided to look mine up. My mouth hit the floor went I saw it was Our Lady of Guadalupe. First of all—I was not supposed to be born that day! My due date was two weeks prior, the day before Andrew’s birthday actually. My birth was a challenging & traumatic one for my mother. On December 12, 1995, my mother’s water was broken—all was going well, until it suddenly wasn’t. I was born with the umbilical cord wrapped around my neck not once, but twice. I went without oxygen during my entrance into this world. I didn’t make a single sound & was immediately taken aside. After a few minutes, to what I’m sure felt like an eternity to my mother, I finally took my first breath & cried. She has expressed to me how absolutely gut wrenching those moments of silence were & I can only imagine how truly terrifying that was. So for me to one day decide I was going to see which saints feast day was honored on my day of birth just to find not only was an apparition of Mary honored on this day, but it is a Holy Day of Obligation in Mexico. In that moment everything changed. 😭🙏🏻 My heavenly Mother stepped into my life 3 years ago on that day, & many before it, took me by the hand & led me to where I am now. Because of her, I have come to understand how truly precious my birthday & life itself truly is. Our Lady of Guadalupe, pray for us! 🙏🏻 #ourlady #ourladyofguadalupe #feastday #birthday #todayismybirthday #folkcatholicism #catholictiktok #blessedvirginmary #mothermaryprayforus #heavenlymother #matron

start an influencer campaign that drives genuine engagement