When I first stumbled onto this path, I didn’t associate it with sacrifice. I didn’t think sacrifice played any part in what Lucifer stood for—after all, it was Christ that sacrificed himself in these mythos, not Lucifer.
Little did I know it would become such an integral part of my Work, and my path.
At its base, sacrifice means ‘to consecrate and make sacred/holy’. And through apotheosis, Luciferians seek to make the self sacred, to become like God through cutting away that which impedes our own self-growth, no matter what the cost. In this sense, there is really no avoiding sacrifice in that we must part with whatever it is that holds us tethered and grounded. Often this refers to our own mental security blankets and comfort zones, but it can also take more material shapes such as sickly relationships that keep one dependant and unable to move forward.
The Garden of Eden is a prime example of this sort of sacrifice, where humanity left behind the comforts of Eden in order to experience all that life had to offer, to develop beyond their child-like state of ignorance and naivete.
But Lucifer’s rebellion and subsequent fall also represents a sacrifice. In revolting, ze lost zir family, home, and reputation. While this may have failed to correct whatever injustices ze saw as corrupting Heaven and zir God from being truly sacred and/or holy, it did serve to make Lu into a ‘sacred’ figure deserving of respect from those of us who look beyond the slander.
While through Luciferianism I adhere to using sacrifice as a means for improving the self, being a devotee and disciple requires that I think beyond myself sometimes. Let me make this clear, though: if I only considered myself a Luciferian in that I adhered to those atheistic principles, I would most likely not need to undertake any other nuances of sacrifice beyond those which only were of benefit to myself. But because I am also a devotee of a deity, and my Work often is linked to the Work of that deity, often I am called to further their cause through my own acts of sacrifice. Again, this is a distinction to be made between Luciferianism as a path and being a devotee of Lucifer—do not assume that they are interchangeable.
My path demands that I not allow myself to give up my own sense of autonomy, that I not form crippling dependencies on material possessions, persons, spirits, or gods. I have had those I used as crutches forcibly ripped from me, and been displaced from the familiar and comforting in order to redefine myself according to my own standards.
But my god asks that I also sacrifice, that I make myself sacred, through embodying zir and zir ideals. I am asked to be a reflection of zir, for the sake of what ze represents, that zir own sacrifices may not be in vain. In the process of reconstructing my foundations, ze has permission to mold me according to zir needs as well as my own—and sometimes those two are not wholly complementary.
While in such a case negotiation is key, it also brings me to another facet of sacrifice. So far I’ve covered sacrifice out of duty, but there is also sacrifice out of love. And even though I am frequently less-than-reverent towards my god, I do love zir. Sometimes the only reason I put up with zir is because of that love. Sometimes it’s hard not to give in to the intensity of zir Grace and surrender everything and anything. So when ze asks that I sacrifice something in the pursuit of zir own goals, that love I hold for zir tends to skew my decision somewhat, but my dedication to my Path also prompts me to take a more objective stance. It’s a difficult line to tread, because if I were only a pathwalker of Luciferianism or only a devotee of Lu I wouldn’t necessarily have to deal with these complexities between what my mind tells me and what my heart tells me, but that too is a sacrifice I make in order to fully reflect what my god stands for, both heart and mind.