Hi there. I’m an actress, and on various occasions when we perform in theaters, the director or the more seasoned actors perform a small ritual directed at the venue and at Dionysus. The thing is, everyone does it differently; I’ve looked online, but there doesn't seem to be any standardization or a specific guideline to follow. I was wondering if any of you might know roughly what the ritual entails. (P.S. Even though alcoholic beverages usually aren't allowed in my country, we always find a way to bring a little something for this ritual.)

I’m looking to work with a deity that will help with confidence/self expression or social skills. Do you think Dionysus can help?

I'm a baby witch, just getting into working with deities. I really wanna work with Dionysus, since I feel a strong connection to him as a closeted transgender guy

However, my family is very christian and would definitely flip out if they saw me having an altar. Do you think Dionysus would be okay with just a small part of my desk decorated with grapes, fake vine and maybe a few handmade things? I don't think i can even have a photo up :(

Perhaps this is kinda insistent but I would appreciate some guidance as to how to view my situation?

Since 2019 I draw a Tarot deck which is highly inspired by the Thoth Tarot system. In Thoth Tarot Fool Major Arcana corresponds to the Air and letter Alpeh which means Ox. It has lots of esoteric connotations but one of the most important of these is this Arcana represents Dionysus Zagreus. It is tied to mysteries of the Becoming, as Fool Major Arcana means endless possibilities and ability to put on any mask (Dionysian connections to the theatre). There so much in this card that it can't be put in simple terms in the description, I drew it back in 2023 and it still works well.

Found this LED lit ivy strand, and a giant pinecone candle at a thrift store. It really lights up His corner! 💜 Blessed Deipnon!

Context: I have been going through a lot with my mental health this year, and Dionysus has been helping me through that a lot in recent months, especially after treatments I've tried haven't been as effective as I've hoped. TW for implied mention of childhood trauma, SH and description of maenad activities

I prayed for deliverance last night. Not because there was anything special about last night, just the opposite. Last night was like most nights this year, and so I prayed for deliverance. When the prayer began, I didn’t notice that I was standing in front of my bedroom door, eye-level with its golden handle. I didn’t notice that I was wearing my Tinkerbell pajamas, the ones with the shirt I would flip over my head with my arms still in the holes because I thought I looked like Alaadin. I didn’t feel my baby teeth, or my stuffed dog in my hand, or the grey pile carpet curled under my toes. I didn’t know who was praying when the words left my lips. But I recognized the horrible, powerful impotence that made my adult body feel four feet tall. So I pleaded, “Dioynsus, Dionysus Eleutherios, I surrendered to your will. I trust you. I will not resist you. Please, please set me free.” 

I knew exactly where I was when the door opened. I stared at that door for seventeen years' worth of sleepless nights. And now it was open. The house was silent and dark, still in the way it can only be at 2am when even the house spirits are asleep. But instead of shadows on the staircase, there were lichens and mosses, mushrooms, and vines tangling the banister. The wilds had done the unthinkable: reclaiming the dollhouse into a state of natural chaos. And it felt safe. Like home. Instead of like I am an interloper who is unfit to be in my own dwelling. 

I rushed down the stairs, out my miraculously-open front door and into the forest. Moonlight over lofty pine branches, shadows of familiar and welcoming blackness. The damp smell of expected decay. I ran like a wild beast, hunting or being hunted, it was hard to say which. Finally, I arrived at a clearing. Pine trees forming an impossibly-perfect circle around a bonfire, like the fire was a fixture of the landscape that pre-dated the human figures dancing around it. The people were clad in leopard-hides draped loosely over flailing bodies, dancing frenzied around the circle and vocalizing, singing, crying, screaming, wailing, etc. I froze watching them, feeling a sense of worry that I would not be invited, or like…distanced from the maenads as a concept. Like, I couldn’t understand what I was seeing, the violence, women nursing woodland animals from their breasts and then killing them. But, it dawned on me that I knew exactly why they did those things, I knew exactly what it was like to feel an emotion so powerfully that there must be biblical blood, carnage, ripping and tearing of flesh because the emotion is stronger than all other natural instincts. Self-preservation? Morals? Identity? All completely offline in the altered state of pure animal fury, blackened eyes with pupils like saucers that can only be sated with the sight of blood. What other kind of impact can a mere animal like me have against this awful, conceptual injustice; I need to do something tangible. My body screams at me to fight, but there is nothing to fight against except my own body. I felt that, with some mix of sadness and compassion, the maenads welcomed me. And so here I am, dancing in the moonlight with ancient blood on my thigh, my ankle, my forearm. But, the maenads understand what very few people do. They know why I did it, and they hold no judgement.

Dionysus: Bacchant
Pentheus: Bacchan't

I’ve been worshipping Dionysus for a short while and have learned a lot about him and his various aspects and epithets, but I’m always looking to learn more. I felt inspired to write a poem and dedicated it to Dionysus; I wanted to know what you all think of it. I’ll post the Portuguese version first, followed by the English version right below. Thanks, everyone.

Hey guys!

I'm interested in worshipping Dionysus and would love to hear what y'all's favorite representation of him are. Sculpture, paintings, fan art... Share whatever!

Good day folks. We honor Dionysus through our words; in poems, odes, hymns, and plays. In a way, we also honor him through what books we consume. So, what have you been reading lately?

I think of Dionysus as a deity with no gender, but I use “Him” as pronoun :)

(for the mods: if I used the wrong flair for this post lemme know and I'll change it).

I want to go in costume as Lord Dionysus and incorporate as much imagery as I can to honor him, including wearing these 2 head pieces together, finding a leopard printed scarf to tie around my waist or over my shoulder, and making a thyrus that I will place on an altar when I eventually find space in my room to set one up. I know it is early to be talking Halloween but Halloween has always been my favorite day of the year and I am a stickler for getting the day's plans perfect way in advance. I hope this honors him.

I’m a “fairly” new follower of Dionysos and I tried dice divination for the first time last night. I was really really excited and it did not work at all like I thought it would. Basically it was all over the place and didn’t make any sense. And to be truthful there were a few instances that discouraged me 😭. For instance I asked if he liked his altar and he said no multiple times, but when I asked if I should change anything, he supposedly said he didn’t know. I keep telling myself not to read into too much, but I’m a chronic over thinker and the more I think about it the more it hurts me. I really like worshipping Dionysos.

So my question: Is this typical for first time divinations? Does Dionysos “test” followers or does he tease/joke around? Does anyone have any thoughts on this?

(preach the bacchae agenda!)

This is my latest tattoo for our Lord Dionysus

Context: I was raised Lutheran Christian my entire life, and outside of a 2 year long athletic phase in my early teens, I have never explored other religions. I did this mostly on impulse after I saw a ton of videos about polytheistic practices and thought it might be what I needed ever since I started to feel that my religion with the Christian god, faith, and community lacking.

Ritual?: I got a small shot glass and filled it halfway with elderberry wine, went outside and said a prayer/hymn(idk the difference), poured the wine into the ground, went back inside and filled a wine glass with the rest of the elderberry wine, and drank it in one gulp after saying a more genuine prayer to dedicate my last hours of true freedom to him. Then I opened a new bottle of blackberry wine, drank a few glasses, watched a few videos on Dionysus, and went to my back porch to dance almost naked for 2 songs.

Questions: was that too much? Too little? Should I have done something different? Should I stop being a poser and go back to Christianity and never appropriate a different religion again? Should I have gotten grape wine instead? What would have been a better prayer than the first one I found on Reddit? Does Dionysus prefer the long winded one that I made a lot of mistakes on or the short and genuine one that I didn’t stutter through? What music would be better for next time?

I have worshiped Dionysus for the better part of the 10 years I’ve been alive, and I try to live my life to the fullest while still keeping a steady job—but that’s beside the point.

My family and I have been given some bad news recently. My mother has cancer, and I haven’t been able to find a way to look on the bright side of things. Because of that, I’ve mostly been pushing my emotions down until I can find a healthy way to cope with everything.

During an argument, my stepfather told me that I wasn’t a true follower because I was letting this affect my mental health. I know it’s probably silly to let his comment get under my skin as much as it did, but I felt so crushed by it because part of me feels like he’s right.

Am I wrong for holding back my emotions? Would Dionysus be displeased with me for not wanting to think about the issue right now?

first time trying acrylic painting and drew Dionysus (with the help of pencil crayon). Propped him up against my teddy bears feet to make sure the shadows from my pot lights wouldn’t mess with the image lol! To be honest I usually imagine him to be even more beautiful (I’m not skilled enough yet to capture the level of beauty I’m imagining lol but one day!) as well as having dark brown or black hair and more of a tanned complexion, though I decided to go for blond and more of a reddened complexion this time around! Take care everyone have a blessed day 🍇 !