Valarie Wright

§cholar & §eer . Åuthor & Årtist . §eiðu & §haman

Ƒinding §elf, Ƒinding §eidr

People measure their self-knowledge by what the
average person in their social environment knows
of himself, but not by the real psychic facts which
are for the most part hidden from them. In this
respect the psyche behaves like the body, of
whose physiological and anatomical structure
the average person knows very little too.
-Carl Jung, ‘The Undiscovered Self’, chapter 10

Upon waking, Hoher Muot – Wyrd Consciousness even – is flooded by mental and physical attention, sensory attractions, ideas and thoughts, cares and confusions. When sleeping, the ever-fluctuating lower consciousness is also sleeping – unable to feel joy or endure struggle. While the high consciousness pulses gently – as a breeze or gentle wave – regardless of how we perceive ‘self’ upon awakening, it endures in purity.

One’s life is not their relationships or job, not one’s physical appearance or dwelling or vehicle, these things do not define you. It is your Hoher Muot that does this; not as a strict code of conduct, but an ever evolving movement towards that which one already is.

At the center of Ginnunga-gap, there is a still and silent eye, and that too is your center.

When I say, “I must be both scholar and seer” it is because I am that already. My role during this incarnation is to match the outer reality with the inner reality. You see, the mind within this body is that which recognizes thought and emotion – all the sensory and sublime input – making it but an instrument of perception. But the Scholar and Seer, that is my True Self, my Higher Self, my Wyrd Consciousness, my Fylgja and Inner Voice, it alone is sure and steady, unwavering and ever-connected to The Wheel.

I am not the labels applied to me by the society in which I live. I am not a gender or ethnicity, not a height or weight, not a ‘this’ or a ‘that’; for these are but external descriptions given by those who do not See. Certainly, I identify with a gender, and love my ancestry, equally as I strive to maintain physical fitness and eat healthy, for I appreciate self; but I do not identify as these things, which is why someone’s comments on them (you are attractive/unattractive, you are white/not-white, you are fit/too-fit) does not bother or disappointment me, or in any way cause a struggle within Being.

Change comes. The Wheel turns. The Great Loom is woven. How can I be ‘cast adrift’ or ‘lost’ in a sea of ever-present uncertainty? Enjoying that which is transitory is fine, but being caught in the trap of thinking those things are Self is harmful.

As a Seidwoman I have learned that the more I am connected with Nattura and the turning Wheel, the closer I am to unchanging Self – to Wyrd Consciousness. And it is this position that wards me from struggle; for from my proximity to Wyrd Consciousness, I am able to rightly discern what is self and what is Self. This is a Much-Knowing place, the Fjolkyngi place spoken of in Lore, of one “skilled in magic”.

As a child, learning the “hidden ways” from my grandparents and relations, I was taught that “Sida is relationship” (“Sida” being the word I was taught). By far, the majority of my lessons were outdoors in south central Texas, along the Rio de los Brazos de Dios, the “River of the Arms of God”. In the hot and humid Coastal Bend, I rode horses and herded cattle, watched Whooping Cranes hunt and care for their broods, kept hawks from stealing the chickens, learned the silent ways of alligators, and how to track peccaries. I learned that bobcat trails run parallel to deer paths, how to identify poisonous snakes (and what to do if bit), when to gather Indiangrass and how to make Longleaf Pine tea, the healing properties of persimmon and briar, how to make a fire from Blackjack Oak, and to find the freshwater ponds or the healing clays in slow flowing salt marshes. These and many more were my first Sida relations.

Everything in Nature has Spirit, is teaming with heart and soul as sure as I and you are. Being respectful and grateful of Nature opens one to receiving Her lessons; without assuring an assumption of reciprocity. Yes, “Her”, for She is the Land, Sea and Sky, and without Her blessing the hearth will never thrive. My grandfather claimed his land along the Brazos in accord to how he was taught in Ireland: To create a fire, then build a home with chimney around it. This is ownership, or as he said “right to claim fire for my children”.

There is only Nature. As far as recorded history can be revealed and unearthed, there is found a relationship with Nature. Today we call this ‘animism’ and define it as a “doctrine of belief in the existence of spirits separable from human bodies; a religious belief that objects, places and creatures possess spiritual essence”. It seems to me that once humans label a thing, they also put it on a shelf then move on to the next thing to label. For example, it is easier to chase after “magic” than Nature; with the definition of magic being “the use of rituals, symbols, or incantations to assure human control or utilization of supernatural forces”. So from this, the aim is to contact/connect then employ that which is supernatural; the definition of that being “that which cannot be explained by the laws of nature; of and pertaining to, characteristic of, or attributed to god(s), ghosts, spirits, and other non-material entities.”

The word ‘supernatural’ dates back to the early 1500s; a time when, well, virtually everything we know today as ‘common place’ or ‘ordinary’ or ‘science’, was deemed supernatural. Lightning and earthquakes were supernatural, germs were supernatural, and medical diagnosis relied on the supernatural science of astrology. What I am saying is, as soon as we label a thing we assume we ‘know’ that thing, then cast it aside to look again for the ‘next thing’, the ‘unknowable’ thing. All the while Nature remains around us. We are engulfed by entire worlds we do not understand (or presume that we do), that we are able to learn from, to grow from, to become from, if we were to but Sit-Out. When was the last time you stood outside at night, the Milky Way visible overhead, and felt – actually felt – the black sky ripple as the stars streamed across as a great river. Once there: Allowed your Self to soar above, while your feet fell away from Earth, to rise above all senses, to drift among meteors and dance to the sound of constellations.

Today, more than ever, with overcrowded streets and mindless food chains, with the numbing sound of human traffic and electric lights that block out night, the Seidu must dwell far-removed from the hustle and bustle, to seek-out the hedge, or the periphery of community. Seidr and its practitioners exist as intermediaries between humans and Other, and that ‘other’ is forest and field, bird and mammal, river and wind. They must be – as they have been since before recorded time – the intermediaries between human and ecology; and that flow must not be one directional, but as a Gift, reciprocal, or moving in both directions.

As of Old so Today, it is only through a continual relationship with Nature, the animate might, that Seidfolk are able to assist the human community.

As the Crickets’ soft Autumn hum is to Us
So are we to the Trees as are They
To the Rocks and the Hills
-Gary Snyder

Fire and Sun are Gods, as are Thunder and Moon, Tree and Water. Today, we define disease as “a disorder of structure or function in a human, animal, or plant, especially one that produces specific signs or symptoms or that affects a specific location and is not simply a direct result of physical injury”. Even here, in our modern age, the original Seid meaning of ‘imbalance’ of ‘dis-ease’, is maintained, so that disease is traceable to a dis-equilibrium between the human community and the Natural forces around it. Who better than those who live on the hedge/edge – who observe Nature, Walking The Wheel – to diagnose, treat, and alieve that which ails the human and Nature community that they watch over.

As the ass that forever follows the carrot, too is the magic-user today ever-chasing the next-best technique or method or modality. That ‘one thing’ that ‘key’ that ‘power’ that ‘potion’ or ‘wand’ or ‘rune’ that will give them the “ability to alter consciousness at will” (the definition of ‘magic’). Yet, this latter is precisely what Seidfolk do. Wyrd Consciousness is the ability to readily move from one perceptual awareness to another / an Other; to make contact with, and so learn from, the Other, which is Nature.

Yes .. Nature. So close, yet so far-removed.

Want to learn Seidr? Want to do Seidr? Then nurture a relationship with it and with your Self in It. If you feel removed from self, you probably are, so practice patience with your self, be gentle with your self, be comfortable with your self, by not seeking outside of your self. To be your ‘best self’, to find your ‘higher self’, you must first Know self.

Find a place to Sit-Out, a place that has a pleasant or calming energy or memory. Sit there often. Then, when unable to be there physically, remember this place as you sit quietly. Let your every breath – inhale and exhale – seek deep into your core, to where your most authentic self resides. Once there notice that no matter how ‘hurt’ or ‘wounded’ or ‘pained’ or ‘sick’ you think you may be, that your seed-self is unstruck, unwounded, unhurt. Always. From this deep well, reach into the compassion and friendship of your Self to and for self. Do this every day! In the morning before the self begins to doubt, or before bed, when the self releases into Self. Do it for days and weeks and months and years, as you Walk the Wheel observing Nature and how you change with Nature; how you too have seasons.

Cultivate self in Nature to Know Self. And if Seidr is part of that Self, then pursue that; if not, find what is there, residing within self to fully manifest your True Self.

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Would You Know More, And What?

Original Seidr Art by Valarie Wright


℞eading ℒist, and Ӎore

Since 1979 I have read my fair-share of books related to Asatru / Heathen studies, both lay and academic. It is often said that one should not dissuade another from reading a book, even if you think it would be ‘wasteful’ or ‘nonsense’. The idea here is that each must grow of their own accord, and this is correct. However, a suggested reading list too allows one to advance into their own.

To begin, I want to clarify two things:
-‘Heathenry’ is from Old English hæðen, meaning initially someone “not Christian or Jewish”; likewise Old Norse heiðinn, meaning “heathen, pagan”. Generally, a heathen is thought to mean ‘dweller on the heath; dweller among uncultivated forest, fields’. If so, then it would have been a fitting word for a city-inhabiting conqueror to denounce the natives as ‘rural, wasteland dwellers’. Today, academics who research and study the religion typically employ ‘Heathen’ and ‘Heathenry’, declaring it “inclusive of all varieties” (ref: J. Snook, American Heathens: The Politics of Identity in a Pagan Religious Movement, 2015)
-Asatru, meaning “allegiance to the Aesir”, is a coined term by Edvard Greig in 1870, as part of an opera. This era includes part of the 19th century Romantic Nationalism movement, which saw the rise of many such coined words and ideas. (Additionally, this period followed the 17th century Celtic Revival.)

For this essay and reading list, I will use ‘Heathen’. To be clear, my perspective of Heathenry is one that includes Old Europe, or the basic characteristics of Indo-European – meaning the linguistics, anthropology, history, and archaeology of the IE language family.

So what is the importance of a reading list?

Reading lists are specific to one’s course of study. In Heathenry, for example, there are several perspectives that may not be clearly indicated on the cover or inner jacket. Because the interpretation of this religio-spiritual movement spans the political and spiritual spectrum, one may choose to read books particular to a current viewpoint, or read those that offer a different attitude. In simplest terms, one may want to know: ‘Is the book Folkish or Universalist?’ Unfortunately, unlike the library, Heathen books are not necessarily catalogued by subject, theme or topic, so that shifting through the many options available, one may purchase a book not reflective of one’s personal outlook. As such, a reading list helps one expand their insight, and to apply the wider knowledge gained. Instead of parroting what others have said, being well-read gives one the confidence to discuss, and further examine ideas and applications.

Equally, one should be aware of the source of any reading list. Many Heathen groups today have compiled reading lists based squarely on their beliefs. So it is necessary to understand some basic terms:
-Universalist. This position holds that anyone of any background can identify as Heathen, regardless of ancestry. In that Heathenry is considered a ‘folkway’ or ‘ancestor veneration’, the idea that someone from another ancestry can simply ‘become’ a Heathen is closer to Paganism. As such, universalism is the amalgamation of different worldwide religions and denominations, ranging in some cases from ‘Christian Witch’ to ‘Dharmic Druid’ to ‘Shamanic Pagan’.
-Folkish. This position holds that Heathenry is a ‘folkway’; from Old English folc, meaning “men, people, tribe, nation’, and folcstead, ‘dwelling place of the people’. The word is rooted in Proto Indo-European *plego, ‘people’, and Old High German folk, ‘people’. Being ‘folkish’ means to include one’s folk or ancestors into their worldview; so that these ancestors are more than fondly remembered and respected, but are thought to still exist in another ‘world’ or realm of existence, and so continue to play a role in one’s daily life. The foundation of ancestor veneration is the cultivation of kinship values – such as legacy, thew, and loyalty.
-Tribalist. Word of unknown origin, though thought to be from PIE *tre/tri, meaning “three”, coupled with *bheue-, meaning “be, to be”. From Early Latin tribus, meaning “one of the three politico-ethnic divisions of the Roman State”. Then from the late 1500’s, “a division of barbarous peoples, with shared congeners, united as a community with a recognizable leader”. Today, a tribe is generally a group who work with each other on a regular basis to share and support each other (two examples of modern tribes are the American Legion Hall, and the Wolves of Vinland). Tribes are an amalgamation of kin (a family unit) and kith (friends); so the merging of these two groups, over mutually common ideas, create a network of support where the individual is promoted in their self-expression for the betterment of the whole.

Again, my perspective – and thus this reading list – is that of an Old European Heathen or an Indo-European Heathen; specifically in the role of Scholar and Seer. Universalism is too open-ended for me, so when choosing an additional identifier I side with folkish / tribalist. However, being a traditionally-minded Seidwoman, my Wyrd is not tied too closely with any one group. Instead, I roam the historical hedge of Seidfolk, as described in The Lore, as being unfettered to any particular hearth.

So, with definitions and explanations out of the way, here is my suggested Scholar and Seer Reading List.

Myths and Symbols in Pagan Europe: Early Scandinavian and Celtic Religions, by H.R. Ellis Davidson.
Beyond all others, this is the number one book I recommend to anyone new to Heathenry (equally to those who are unfamiliar with this book). Davidson is a respected and time-proven academic whose work is accessible to anyone desiring to know more. Likewise, this book is the perfect starting-point for further exploration.

After ‘Myths and Symbols’, if interested, one could further explore the Scandinavian, Germanic or Celtic Lore, or deeper still, the Indo-European Lore, with follow-up books such as:
Nordic Religions in the Viking Age, by Thomas A. DuBois;
Mythic Ireland, by Michael Dames; and
In Search of the Indo-Europeans: Language, Archaeology and Myth, by J.P. Mallory.

For Rune Study, one book rises above all others in regards to historical background and actual application:
Runic Amulets and Magic Objects, by Mindy MacLeod and Bernard Mees.

For Warriors, Berserkers, and Male Mystery Traditions, I suggest two books:
Ancient Germanic Warriors: Warrior Styles from Trajan’s Column to Icelandic Sagas, by Michael P. Speidel; and
The One-eyed God: Odin and the (Indo-)Germanic Mannerbunde, by Kris Kershaw.
Additionally, H.R. Ellis Davidson’s lecture: The Battle God of the Vikings.

For overall, incredibly handy research books:
Dictionary of Northern Mythology, by Rudolf Simek;
Cassell’s Dictionary of Norse Myth and Legend, by Andy Orchard;
A Guide to Irish Mythology, by Daragh Smyth; and
A Dictionary of Symbols, by J.E. Cirlot.

For the idea and practice of honor, virtue, and the philosophy of ‘greatness of mind’:
Honor in German Literature, by George Fenwick Jones.

For the most direct Old Norse to English translation of the Poetic Edda:
The Poetic Edda: A New Translation, by Carolyne Larrington.

On Seidr and the mystical / shamanic traditions:
The Road to Hel: A Study of the Conception of the Dead in Old Norse Literature, by H.R. Ellis Davidson;
Voluspa: Seidr as Wyrd Consciousness, by Yngona Desmond (V. Wright’s pen name);
Das Totenbuch der Germanen: Die Edda Wurzel eines wilden Volkes, by Holger Kalweit;
Seidr Sprehhan: The Sayings of Seidr, by Valarie Wright; and
Odsmal: New Light on Eddas and Nordic Culture, by Gudrun Kristin Magnusdottir

The Cultural and Religious function of ceremony among kin, and tribes:
Lady with a Mead Cup: Ritual, Prophecy and Lordship in the European Warband from La Tene to the Viking Age, by Michael J. Enright.

Women’s Mystery Traditions:
The Maiden with the Mead: A Goddess of Initiation in Norse Mythology, by Maria Kvilhaug;
Peace-Weavers and Shield-Maidens: Women in Early English Society, by Kathleen Herbert; and
Unser Weg: Wise Woman Traditions Revealed, by Valarie Wright.

Healing Traditions, and Folk Remedies:
Forn Threifa: Ancient Healing Touch, by Valarie Wright.

Far from a definitive list – for there are others I did not include, seeking to recommend what I perceive as a ‘core’ – these books lay a foundation for one’s personal practice and daily weltanschauung. They are but a guide along the way of one’s journey into Heathenry, covering the history, ritual, spiritual, and uniquely personal expression of this Folkway.

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Would You Know More, and What?

Дoctrine of the §oul

The principal point of their doctrine is that the soul
does not die and that after death it passes from one
body into another. The main object of all education
is, in their opinion, to imbue their scholars with a
firm belief in the indestructibility of the human soul,
which, according to their belief, merely passes at death
from one tenement to another; for by such doctrine
alone, they say, which robs death of all its terrors,
can the highest form of human courage be developed.”
-Julius Caesar, chronicling the lives and beliefs of the Celts and Druids of Gaul, Britain, and Ireland; including that they “knew of the Doctrines of Pythagoras”

#SatOut under the waning #HuntersMoon last night (I have been #SittingOut every night since #Samhain began on November 6th).

I was born a mystic; with a ‘fire in her head’, per my grandmother. Over the years I have explored and developed that force, by being open to new experiences, by trusting my ancestral and Nattura guides, by expecting the best, be changing the word ‘problem’ to ‘challenge’, and over the years, these things, and more, has made me acutely tuned to the serendipitous.

Early this morning in the twinkling darkness, Mundilfari’s pale face upon me, I was gifted with inner joy and calm serenity. A blanket of patience and approval was draped across my shoulders, and an affirmation of my untiring efforts to aid others.

Mostly, I SitOut, I weave, journey, help where I can, then when finished – bone tired, chilled, and hungry – I return to my bed and sleep. But this night, I was told to “Sit. Be Still” and so I did; not ‘waiting’ or ‘expecting’ anything, just doing what my guides asked.

And then it came: Rising from the Roots, falling from the Branches, ringing through my Being, a Restoration of Might. I had no sensation of feeling ‘drained’ or ‘spread thin’, yet when that Rush of Inner Wunjo and Wit flushed into my Being – penetrating even at the cellular level – I was renewed with both profound financial and creative gifts.

When I rose, the wind had stilled, silence sang the stars, and the scent of lavender wafted about me.

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Would You Know More, And What?

℞une §tudy ~ Ųrur

#RuneStudy #Urur #Uruz

It has recently come to my attention that one of the Wyrdlings on my #WiseHome page does not have a set of runes.  Or at least, some were lost and they felt it was an ‘incomplete’ set.

The idea of 24 runes is both arbitrary and modern.  On the over 6,000 Runestones known to exist (and being studied), there are #morethan24.

While living in Germany, I was graced to visit the Witches’ Museum (1).  Most of the collection had been collected by Heinrich Himmler – and I am glad for his fascination, attraction, and obsession with the occult; for without it, many mystical, magical, and otherwise deemed ‘demonic’ objects would have long-since been destroyed by the Church.  Anywho, the exhibit was enlightening, and my Seid-sense was on fire!  The objects, artifacts, charms, talismans, and books, were all a-buzz with ‘whispers’.  Many of these amazing items included runes both recognized and yet-to-be determined.  Even so, not once did I see a “full set” of runes, nor a complete set of 24 in a neat bag.

Overall, the Witches’ Bags I saw contained a wide-array of objects, from holed stones to twigs with yarn wrapped about them; from runes to bones; from bundles of hair and teeth to the paws of small burrowing animals; from small bottles with unknown contents to scraps of paper with undeciphered script.

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Would You Know More, And What?

Hexen Bag, as mentioned in this blog entry.


Runic Black Magic: The Germanic Grimoires,

one of three essays in Heathen Anthology: Volume Two

Эlder Бones – Ħarvest ₸ide


September 27, #FifthNight

Out-sat last night. Stars shone above through warm air, and the grass beneath me rustled as the arid leaves of the White Oak above me.

I sang Gog Galdr, and as They have since I was young, gathered in Their galdr.

As I sit here typing these words, I can ‘hear’ the voice so often asked on internet forums:
‘What did you ask for?’, ‘What do you need?’. It seems to me that this begging is a remnant of Christianization; for when I out-sit, I do so for companionship.

The Gogs are my friends, and I dare say ‘kin’, for as Helja has addressed me as ‘Sister’, as Angrboda has addressed me as ‘Little Sister, so too the Gog embrace me with loving-kindness. In my every encounter in life, I can say: They have never hurt me, and always guided me.

But I digress. Last night was Grainne’s Last Setting, Her last gasping, for though She fought to remain, the Dark Lord must rise. And with Him, my heart.

Yes, it was the God who first came to me, in the dark, when I was six, standing over my bed. I was not frightened. I saw Him again the first time I died; when He welcomed me to the Underworld, but directed my return, for “It is not your time dear one.”

And so it was last night, lost in Gog song, enveloped in dark silence, when I heard His footfall. I did not look, for that sound is familiar and intimate, and simultaneously strange and allusive. I felt His slow smile long before I opened my eyes to see Him there: Robust and dark-eyed, menacing if He and I were not long-friends.

Smiling still, He extended his hand, and I took it, as He gently helped me to stand. Standing next to me, I felt His familiar musk, and heat from deep. While living in Germany, I decided to run the trails about Hoher Meissner, there, I encountered an underground fire. Later, in Brennender Berg, while deep in the woods, again, I came upon earth so warm that heat rose from its surface. Kneeling, you can touch it; digging you can release steam; and on occasion, when the surface is cracked, you can see the deep smoldering. That is the Dark Lord – seething beneath, molten, a viscous heat that reaches deep into bone.

We walked without words, old friends. His appearance is constant, yet varies; His age is Primordial, where I am but aged. As we walked He showed me an image of the Wyrdlings – the good folk of Wise Home; we were laughing and learning, enjoying both the journey and the company it brought. Then, He turned to me and said, “Gather them”, then all about me were Silver Runes – small and lustrous, their shining brightness like stars in a dark sky. It seemed I traveled the world to gather them, and in the twinkling of an eye, I returned. Before me was a Rune Skin, and the Wyrdlings were waiting for me to cast them.

They fell from my hands like snow – many sided, and soft-falling – I remember hearing awe and wonder, and then I Woke.

Later that evening, walking beneath that same White Oak, I found an Old Man of the Woods ..

That was yesterday.

September 28, #SixthNight

Today .. hypnopompic this morning, a beloved friend came to me: Huny, a Rhodesian Ridgeback. I was sitting and she came, as she always did, to sit with me, resting her head on my lap as I read.

There, in the #dreamvision, she slept, died, decayed, and was bone in svá er auðr. As bone, I held her close, told her how much I loved her, and that it made me happy she came with this gift.

Upon waking, one of my morning rites is to walk the yard with tea in hand ..

It’s darker this morning, and cooler than yesterday. By 7am yesterday, it was warm and light outside. This morning at the same time, its twilight and cool .. birds still singing their morning song.

I walk to the ‘spirit house’ to sit, and found this ..

I often say: I am a #BoneWoman – and trust that there is research to support this role – but more important than that is the meaning of ‘bone’.

Bone is said to be the ‘rocks’ of earth, the remnants of Augelmir or Earthus perhaps. According to archaeology, they are the oldest known tools of divination. The Chinese and Greeks, Indians and Armenians, Etruscans and Africans, and many other ancient tribes used them. Notably, in many of these finds, it is commonly believed that an animal was sacrificed, its flesh consumed, then its bones were read.

I Know bones as seeds. As the last lingering remnants of the body, they appear indestructible; and in archaeological finds, are akin in appearance to stone. Perhaps this is why they are viewed as both transitionary and ever-lasting. As such, I tend to view them as living memory, a last bit of existence that contains the thoughts, words, and deeds of its last incarnation.

While training with Sami Noaide in Finland, I was gifted a set of bones. The memory of their use – indelibly left by both previous owners – remains upon them. Perhaps then, bone is a repository, so that, hidden deep within its matrix, far removed from rigidity, rests support and protection, storage and content, provision and endurance, and the wisdom of change.

Its honeycomb-like matrix is a pathway for all life and so All That Lives. The Proto Indo-European root is *ost-, but that only relates back to ‘bone’. It’s not until we look at Sanskrit asthi that we see ‘bone; kernel of truth’; and ‘kernel’ here is not poetic, but from PIE and Proto-Germanic *kurnilo-, meaning ‘seed, grain; bone’.

k/Knowing as I do, I organically relate the burial of bones beneath the hearth as an act of Love. Graintuiri is a Tide of Love (one of the 9 L’s). This Autumnal Equinox, this celestial turning, reminds us (among other things) to honor old age, to love the aged, to realize their role within clan / kin / tribe. Likewise, the stone held to be most important during this season is tourmaline. Its rainbow colors indicate that it came from Above to Below, from haven to earth.

Tourmaline is indeed a good stone for out-sitting during this tide, because it corresponds with autumn, and is said to help one realize s/Self. I have found the Nattura particular fond of green tourmaline (and green stones in general), and when carried in my pocket, it seems to calm my heart and mind .. to the very bone. Finally, an interesting aside: Dutch traders during the 1700s used tourmaline for its ‘magnetic; polar’ abilities; so perhaps it attracts all these things.

Whatever one believes, bones are certainly part of my Seidr storehouse. Personally validated (yet again), through the experience of these last few dreamvisions.

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Would You Know More, And What?

V. Wright
Dark Dance
Pen, Ink
6” x 4.5”
Seidr Art



Ħarvest in the ℭity

Harvest living in the city and burbs.  Whats a Heathen or Pagan to do?

Yes, its ‘harvest’, signaled by the Autumnal Equinox, and across the internet Pagans and Heathens are “celebrating Harvest”, but what does that mean for those who have never even picked a blackberry from the vine, have trouble keeping a houseplant, and buy their pumpkins from Trader Joe’s?

Harvest was hard work. It literally took a village to make it happen. Our ancestors not only depended on the land for their nourishment, but had a close relationship to it. Unless one gardens in their yard, raising food for their table, then this is a difficult concept to understand.

Per the Food and Agriculture Organization of the United Natures, 1/3 of the world’s food is “wasted”. Yet, 1 in 9 are undernourished.

‘Thanksgiving’ then, the general commercial theme for this time of year, is hardly a condition of either gratitude or celebration for many.

Some recommend decorating the home with fall-colored goards, wheat sheaves or corn dollies, baking bread, or buying seed for backyard birds, but are these merely symbolic gestures? Yes, it may kindle a vague sensation of ‘harvest’, but that will forever remain hollow sentiment unless the spirit is likewise engaged.

The word harvest is Old English for ‘autumn’, and is found older still in Proto-Germanic *harbitas. The Proto Indo-European cognant, *kerp-, means “to gather, pluck, harvest”. So perhaps from this, those who do not grow their own food can take some ideas of how to mark this holy tide.

Much of what occurs in one’s life is by one’s own creation. The ‘seeds’ we sow for both weal and ill, remain with us. Perhaps then, ‘cutting’, ‘plucking’ those things that hinder your personal growth would be something to Out-Sit (meditate) on. Likewise, Harvest would have been a time to collect seed, to ‘gather’ that which is beneficial, so identifying what that may be for one’s self is likewise a good subject of personal reflection.

As I have already noted for this tide, it is a good time to ‘realize and discovery the potential of’ one’s clan / family. Harvest is a time to ‘realize self’, even if that is simply determining what that means. ‘Nurture’ one another, recognize the role of ‘love’ for self and others, be respectful of elders, and find ways to truly and authentically give thanks.

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Would You Know More, and What?

₸ripart §oul


I feel the ‘nine soul’ concept is conflated; possibly due to the current societal ideas (and subsequent understanding / practice) of a/the soul as abased, other worldly, and religious in nature. For example: The Heathen Soul is never withheld, nor would it consider quivering in fear of a smiteful god.

Alles geben die Götter, die unendlichen,
ihren Lieblingen ganz:
alle Freuden, die unendlichen,
alle Schmerzen, die unendlichen, ganz

We know this because one’s fate is accepted with wunjo over fatalism. So that salvation and/or self-redemption is nonexistent, whereas self-liberation is the ever renewing white clay purification upon which the Heathen Soul is ever made whole / hail / holy.

The most sensible soul model is Odr, Vili and Ve: The energies of soul, sense, and motion-hue, commonly referred to as ‘Soul, Mind and Body’. Herein is the Heathen Soul found in triparte equilibrium (aka: proportion, practical, perthro). Where the Christian ‘suffers’ and bemoans their separation from god, the Heathen sees no conflict within Odr, Vili, Ve; no concept of contrast between the subject and object (a condition perhaps created through over-burdened interpretations of a basic structure). Using Midgard as a middle ground – with either Tyr’s Spear/Rune or the World Tree as template – the roots of a whole and hail life, to include Above and Below, are clearly self-contained within a tripart model. From ancient accounts, this ‘soul, mind and body’ presents an attitude of stormen ska or ‘storm’s will’, and hochgemüte / hoher muot or ‘high mind’ (Old Norse, and Old High German, respectively).

Further, the idea of religion, which includes that of priest, is in contrast to the self-maintenance of Odr, Vili and Ve. I further theorize that the premise of ‘rebirth’, of being ‘reborn’, of ‘revelation’, or that miraculous transformation from one’s nature into something completely different, is of Judao-Christian origin (and older). As such, could Tacitus’ observation that Colunt discreti ac diversi, be a reflection of Odr, Vili and Ve, instead of mere territory? (‘They live for themselves, and apart’). If so, then the Heathen Soul is one which exists as ein-herjar, singlular and apart; exists as hoher muot / hochgemuter, high minded and contemplative; exists as manvit mikit, greater mind, and mindful. This idea further suggests a simple external perspective, one perhaps clearly gazed upon – via Out-Sitting – in a form common yet profound, and telling of its tripart function. Namely, as perhaps a valknot (triple horn?), a hrungnir’s heart, a triquetra, a triskelion, or even trisula. It would appear so; from the Wodanic Mysteries:

Veit ek, at ek hekk vindga meiði á nætr allar níu,
geiri undaðr ok gefinn Óðni, sjalfr sjalfum mér,
á þeim meiði, er manngi veit hvers af rótum renn.

The ‘spear’ here, is geiri, or a “triangular strip (of cloth); triangular point; wedge-shaped projecting point”. This word is further found in ME gore, gare; AS gara; and OHG gere, all sharing the same meaning. Was Wodan then wounded by a tri-shaped object that aided in his transcendence of obstacles and obscurations? One that, per an IE model, would represent the unification of the three realms (external and internal), the victory over ignorance (unwise man), and the ability to measure the past, present, and future? The three-sided blade is, after all, not uncommon among IE shamans – who use it to ‘travel’ the worlds, dispel darkness, and rid the body and mind of delusion (ref: phuba, kila).

And what of Hrungnir’s Heart? Hrungnir, though often rendered as ‘brawler’, is found in Proto-Germanic *hrungo, and OE hrung, meaning, variously, ‘a floor timber in a ship; a heavy staff; the radial handle within a wheel; a shield; a pedestal’ (these last two are three-sided, and three-legged). Could the ‘three sharp-pointed corners’ of hrungnishjarta too be a symbol for gazing upon in High Minded contemplation?  As to the ‘heart’, this is often metaphorically associated with gods (gott hjarta), and of those who are good-hearted (glatt hjarta), and always denotes courage (literally ‘strong hearted’. As such, if Hrungnir was such a brash and brawling Jotun, then why describe him as having a ‘good heart’?

Whatever the capacity, the three elements of these symbols would certainly coincide with the IE idea of Emergence, Continuation and End-of-Life (Odr, Vili and Ve / Soul, Mind and Body).

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Would You Know More, And What?

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Images from top to bottom:
-image, no credit, found on web search
-Etching by Lorenz Frølich, 1895 CE, from Den ældre Eddas Gudesange.
Caption reads:
Odin, Lodur, Hoenir skabe Ask og Embla
Hœnir, Lóðurr and Odin create Askr and Embla
-Shaman’s phurba dagger, Tibetan
-Ancient Greek 3-edged iron spear point, 4-3d century BCE
-Whetstone, Slavic Gruda, an IE tribe.
Whetstones are thought to be both objects of function and cult (amulet)


In that Jim Carrey is currently in the news for comments deemed “crazy”, “unhinged”, “suicidal”, “bizarre”, and other adjectives, I would be remiss as a practitioner of #RealYoga if I did not take notice, and/or attempt to explain what he *may* be saying.

Certainly, no one Mr. Carrey can explain his words, and personally, I think he has been quite clear, but there are those who also seem to be “confused” by his “odd behavior”.  As such, I will attempt to expound on some words, terms and ideas that are currently impacting the ‘mainstream’ ‘media’, prompted, again, by Mr. Carrey’s alledged “erratic” comments.  Which, by the way, are not new, but date back more than a few years.  So, to begin, I want to introduce the word-idea:

-maha, ‘great’
-vakya, ‘saying; speech; sentence’
The Mahavakya are “Great Sayings”, or profound proverbs from Yoga #Astika (Philosophy; #Samkhya), or from a learned or holy person. There are literally untold number of these, but there are four well-known (and commonly cited) ones:
Prajanam Brahma, ‘Pure Consciousness is the Ultimate Reality’
Aham Brahmasmi, ‘Self is Ultimate Reality’
Tat tvam asi, ‘You are That’
Ayam atma Brahma, ‘Self is the Same as the Ultimate Reality’

Essentially, to give *my* words to Mr. Carrey’s comments, I would say he is speaking of #Advaita, or ‘not-dual’.  This means that an Advaita perspective is one that views “no-difference” between one’s self and Ultimate Reality.  Comparatively, there is Samkhya or “dual distinction”, meaning that this view understands, well, Life, The Universe, and Everything, as consisting of two realities:
Purusa, ‘consciousness’
Prakrti, ‘matter’.

Of the two schools of thought, Samkhya is the olderst; significantly, Advaita is rooted in Samkhya.  This is important to understand because *practically* there is no difference between them.  Assuredly, they are interrelated, so again, in simple terms:
-Samkhya is observation and the inevitable conclusions based on those observations; and
-Advaita is life based on the conclusions resulting from an experience of Samkhya.

Now .. Advaita *without* Samkhya is purely intellectual, and so detached from the reality of life or daily living.  Where the two meet is in Experiential Knowledge, so without this, there is a profound sense of loss, of sadness even, of perhaps even a nothing-to-live-for perspective.  And this is where a Guru comes in, or that individual who Knows this, Lives this, and so is able to “dispel darkness”.  I do not know if Mr. Carrey has a guru, but will say that, knowing one without the other leaves one shackled to a sterile philosophy and a bereft outlook on living.

This is why I began with the Mahavakyas, for knowing them is to come-to-know Ultimate Reality, which is a beautiful thing.  So lets explore that beauty ..

-There is Nature, which gifts us with thought and intellect, reason and love, all the senses (sight, sound, etc), and all we can experience with those senses (matter, the world around us).

-Nature can be understood by Three Elements: Sattva (goodness, purity), Rajas (passion, activity), and Tamas (inertia, contraction).  This means the Ultimate Reality too, is ‘birthed’ from these Three.

-Of this First, Sattva, comes Chit (consciousness, awareness, mind), the ‘working’ or ‘energy’ of which is Prana or ‘vital air; odic force’.  Prana is the ‘flowing’ life-principle/energy that governs and moves the body and mind, and so directs thought.  Through Pranayama, one is able to ‘touch’ or tap-into this energy through ‘breath control’.  If one wanted only to control the breathing and make the lungs healthy, that would be #Delsarte, not Pranayama.  It is Prana, the ‘vital life force’ that merges the body and mind; so that they become One.

-Combined, this Knowing leads to Bliss / Ananda, or SatChitAnanda, “existence, consciousness, and bliss” or “truth, consciousness, bliss”.

If any of this sounds familiar, it may be because this is what Pythagoras, the Greek philosopher, and mathematician put forth in his Theorem (or in this instance, the Metaphysics of Triples).  Later, this idea was employed by the Gnostics, who introduced it to the great Library of Alexandria, and from there, this Wisdom Teaching found its way into the West.  To include Early Christian Philosophy (known as: The Spiritual Body of Man).

These ideas were further expounded upon by Kapila, the Vedic Sage who authored the Samkhya Sutra, and heavily influenced Buddha and his subsequent rendition of the Samkhya Philosophy.

So let us return to Mr. Carrey’s comments, specifically:
“There is no me. There is just things happening.
And there are clusters of tetrahedrons moving around together.
Here’s the thing. It’s not our world. That’s the key.
We don’t matter! That’s the good news.”

There is Purusha / consciousness, ‘the spirit that dwells in the body within the multivers’, and that is within each of us.  So, when New Age Philosophy says ‘We Are God’, this is a watered-down Western perspective of an ancient idea.  Because we reside within Prakrti / matter, ‘primary matter, nature’, we experience the same through the #LingaSarira, or one part of a Three Bodies Doctrine. In this case:
-Linga, ‘sign, symbol; sheath; origin, source’
-Sarira, ‘blessing, grace; body’
So Linga Sarira means ‘reason body; sheath body; body of grace’, etc. (The other two are: Karana Sarira (causal body), and Karya Sarira (dense body). (Again, relating this to Christian thought, this is considered the ‘body of man’, or that which attains ‘salvation’ or punishment.)

So when Mr. Carrey says that ‘There is no me .. We don’t matter’, he is referring to the Infinite and Ineffable Self that is the Ultimate Reality / Tat tvam asi, ‘You are That’.

In closing, I will highlight several idea-comments Mr. Carrey made in 2014, during his Commencement Address to the graduating class at Maharishi University.

-“I used to believe that who I was ended at the edge of my skin, that I had been given this little vehicle called a body from which to experience creation, and though I couldn’t have asked for a sportier model, it was after all a loaner and would have to be returned. Then, I learned that everything outside the vehicle was a part of me, too, and now I drive a convertible. Top down wind in my hair!

-“You have given them the ability to walk behind the mind’s elaborate set decoration, and to see that there is a huge difference between a dog that is going to eat you in your mind and an actual dog that’s going to eat you.  That may sound like no big deal, but many never learn that distinction and spend a great deal of their lives living in fight or flight response.

-“So many of us choose our path out of fear disguised as practicality. What we really want seems impossibly out of reach and ridiculous to expect, so we never dare to ask the universe for it.

-“Everything you gain in life will rot and fall apart, and all that will be left of you is what was in your heart. My choosing to free people from concern got me to the top of a mountain. Look where I am – look what I get to do! Everywhere I go – and I’m going to get emotional because when I tap into this, it really is extraordinary to me – I did something that makes people present their best selves to me wherever I go.  I am at the top of the mountain and the only one I hadn’t freed was myself and that’s when my search for identity deepened.

-“But you guys are way ahead of the game. You already know who you are and that peace, that peace that we’re after, lies somewhere beyond personality, beyond the perception of others, beyond invention and disguise, even beyond effort itself. You can join the game, fight the wars, play with form all you want, but to find real peace, you have to let the armor fall. Your need for acceptance can make you invisible in this world. Don’t let anything stand in the way of the light that shines through this form. Risk being seen in all of your glory.

-“It’s not big enough! (kidding) This painting is big for a reason. This painting is called “High Visibility.”  It’s about picking up the light and daring to be seen. Here’s the tricky part. Everyone is attracted to the light. The party host up in the corner (refers to painting) who thinks unconsciousness is bliss and is always offering a drink from the bottles that empty you; Misery, below her, who despises the light – can’t stand when you’re doing well – and wishes you nothing but the worst; The Queen of Diamonds who needs a King to build her house of cards; And the Hollow One, who clings to your leg and begs, “Please don’t leave me behind for I have abandoned myself.””

-“Painting is one of the ways I free myself from concern, a way to stop the world through total mental, spiritual and physical involvement.”

-“But even with that, comes a feeling of divine dissatisfaction. Because ultimately, we’re not the avatars we create. We’re not the pictures on the film stock. We are the light that shines through it. All else is just smoke and mirrors. Distracting, but not truly compelling.”

-“This is the voice of your ego. If you listen to it, there will always be someone who seems to be doing better than you. No matter what you gain, ego will not let you rest. It will tell you that you cannot stop until you’ve left an indelible mark on the earth, until you’ve achieved immortality. How tricky is the ego that it would tempt us with the promise of something we already possess.”

Something You Already Possess

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₸roll ℭross

August 6th was the first day of Bron Trogain, the Tide of Lineage.  I wept as I drowned the Lady Poppet, and rejoiced as my hands gathered Her remains to be reincorporated into the Lord’s Poppet.

Blood . Bodily Fluids

The Ladle that Stirs . the Psoas that fetter the Upper to thel Lower

Completed, I Out-Sat and as usual, was gathered to by Gygjar who gave me a message.  In a blinding flash that penetrated by skull, I heard the ringing words “Iron Cross” and simultaneously saw a Troll Cross imposed on an Eclipsed Sun – the Black Sun, the Schwarze Sonne.

As I rose, I never once questioned the message, or what was expected of me.  I Knew that I must Out-Sit during August’s eclipse on the 21st, and that I must do so with iron and a troll cross.

I have been receiving profound and prophetic messages since childhood.  Over these long decades I have learned to not question what I am told.  As a child I never doubted, in my twenties, meeting other occultists, I began to doubt the validity of my visions (in comparison to those messages received by others), then in my thirties a series of events confirmed that my visions were truly life-saving.  Since then, I have left behind doubt; and since then, I have received messages that I questioned, but followed-through with, only to be confirmed that, however ‘odd’, ‘unusual’ or ‘unconventional’ the message, it was the Right Course of action.

I decided to share this information on Wise Home, my value-content page for Seidfolk.  Truly, this is a frithstead, not just in words but in deeds, for, removed from the need to ‘attack’ and ‘discount’ the words and experiences of others, we are free to explore both the history and our personal experience in a supportive environment.  So it is that I shared this comment there:

“I’ve been receiving information on wearing iron .. for me that would be an iron Troll Cross .. for/during the eclipse. Nothing specific .. no ‘why’ .. just that it would be a good idea.”

As has been the case with Wise Home – a true Seidr Home where such subjects are openly shared – what followed was a wealth of information from the members.

First, there was the standard exchange of history, that has long related how iron keeps “harmful spirits away”, that it was supposed to hinder spirit communication, and that “evil things” and death came to kings during an eclipse.  Which lead to questioning where this information came from.  Such as:

-the “troll cross” appears to be modern, early 20th century;

-a piece of iron shaped like the Othala / Odal Rune was introduced during the 1990s and meant for protection, or to inhibit trollish / otherworldly / negative / harmful influences; and

-that iron was thought to repel and contain fairy folk, witches, and other malevolent entities, which lead to the rise of iron horseshoes above doorways, and burying a piece of iron under ones’ doorstep (“flagstone”) to keep witches from entering.

This lead the Seidfolk of Wise Home to delve deeper into this subject to discover that, primarily, these myth arose when the Church encountered the Old Ways of Old Europe.

Symbols such as Christian Crosses are said to repel fairies and witches supposedly because they represent the “Almighty Sun of God”.  Likewise, holy water or making the sign of the cross, keeps one safe from harm of all ill-wihts.  Bread and salt were also considered protection against such creatures, yet both are ancient symbols of hospitality. An interesting bit of protective myth from Ireland suggests one turn their clothing inside out to “mislead” the fairy folk, which runs counter to Seidlore.  In fact, when digging deeper, other ideas that ring truer to “calling” or inviting them started to surface, such as: Rowan and Ash tree twigs, growing St. John’s wort or Verbena outside a window sill, looking through holed stones, and crossing fresh water.

Notably, the Old European lore also states that Fairies are Master Smiths, and more than a few Otherworldly entities are responsible for forging powerful and Mightful weapons from “sky iron”, “thunder stones” / Thor Stones.  So, the contradictions start mounting quickly when we apply history.

Recently, many archaeological finds have identified the staves of Volva’s and Vitki’s that are cast from iron.  So if those who are repeatedly connected to the contact of otherworldly spirits – that either harm or heal – are in possession of iron items, how could they be meant to repel?

Through research, it seems more likely that iron, used by the early church, was propagated as a tool that controlled “pagan” gods, so that iron became symbolic of the Christian dominion over Heathen folk. By extension then, Jesus and his ilk held sway over witches, trolls, goblins, Seidfolk, and anyone not sanctioned by them. I think it correct to observe at this point that Fairy Folk, Trolls, Goblins, Jotuns and Gygjar, Witches, and the like, all lived wild and IN nature .. as part of Nature .. so that the Church’s dominion here further represents their perceived n/Nature over that of an Old European one.

An idea I wholeheartedly reject.

The earliest iron artefacts we have today were made millennia before the Iron Age, cast from meteors – the realm of the Tivar / Gods.  As such, this metal would have been imbued with Godly Might.  Forged into ornaments and weapons worthy of Rulers and Seidfolk / Shamans.  In fact, much of what I was able to find on iron as a valuable pre-Christian, and therefore sacred metal, was easily found on the internet.  One such page gives notable references for further reading on Faires and iron.

Back on the Wise Home page, some interesting ideas put forth – again, rooted in Lore – include:

-Jotuns / Gygjar are said to reside in a realm of “illusion and misdirection”.  Could then the so-called ‘troll cross’ be an object of Their magic, introduced into Heathen culture, to aid those who Walk Between Worlds?  (Thank you Roy Baehr).

-In that the Troll Cross resembles Othala / Odal, could this not affirm its connection to an ancestral inheritance?

-In my Seidr Runes, one of the meanings of Odal is that of “discrimination, something meant to differentiate”, and “place of origin”.

-When considering the ‘rebirth’ of the Heathen Old Ways, do not the Jotuns / Gygjar have an equal stake with the Aesir and Vanir in reintroducing these ideas in our time?

-In that Seidfolk can trace their lineage to Far-Roaming Wolf, and that Lithuanian lore relates that eclipses herald the birth of Werewolves, what are the further implications of iron + Seidr + eclipse?  Could this be an auspicious occurrence?

-And finally: In that I have never received harmful advice from my guides, I am not prone to doubt the Wise Rede I have received for an entire lifetime.  If anything, I am prone to think this a harbinger for enhancement, a wider opening into Trolldom.

August 21st, eclipse morning, I shared this with the good Seidfolk in Wise Home:

“I rose as Night still covered Eartha, and ran, as wolfwomen do, in dark and coolness.

As I ran, I satout, alone in my thoughts, and pondered the sensation I received about iron and the troll cross.  Running in the dark, no light before me, I felt Her: Iarnvidia.

I’ve met her before, as Angrboda – She of the Iron Forest.  She is mentioned in the Nafnathulur, the ‘wise names’ book (part of Skaldskaparmal).  Though written by Snorri, and perhaps added after his death, it is doubtful that Christians would have deliberate created such ‘wise names’.

In any event, I wrote on her (at length) in my book, Voluspa: Seidr as Wyrd Consciousness, verse 40:

Eastwards sits an Old One in the Iron Forest –
there feeding Fenris’ kind; and it happens that
one is fit above any other –
the Lunar Year Destroyer – in troll shape.

To this I make several points (ref pages 94-95), to surmise: “If so then Narbada is a primal Wolf Mother”, and “Those who seek primal energy from the Gýgjar (female Jotuns) are wise to seek her cautiously.”

There, as Dawn rose, I peered into running water, and noticed the iron markings upon the stones.  This reminded me of the rust-streaked stones I see in all my wood-walkings.  Iron is strong, and tinged as blood.  It flows through veins and streams as arteries within our body.  It falls from the stars and has been forged into some of the greatest weapons of Lore.  It is a catalyst, an accelerator that increases activity between two forces.

I learned long ago not to doubt the Gygjar who gift me.  I will not start now .. “

Later that afternoon, I received an urgent message to “Run!”  And so I gathered a backpack, a bottle of mead, the Lord Poppet, my Rune bag, some dark bread and nuts for the wihts, and I headed to the woods.  I ran for three miles – jumping logs, dodging low branches, across shallow streambeds – before I came to an area I cleared long ago.  A Fastness to sit, to be still, to speak with Those who walk with us unseen.

Pouring mead upon stones, I prepared my s/Self, sang the Galdr of Might, slipped on an iron bracelet, laid out an iron Troll Cross, and drew three Runes.

The first rune I drew was Ar a Seidr Rune – it means ‘nobility, leadership, the sun pushing back darkness, spiritual illumination’. (Perfect, this being the eclipse.)

Second is my personal rune, which too is a calendar of sorts.

Third was Odal, which resembles the Troll Cross, and carries the meaning of ‘homestead, heimat, security, ancestry, tradition, inheritance’.

As I gazed upon these Runes, it became notable that this Tide – Bron Trogain / Harvest – is Lineage, that this “line of descent”, confirmed these three.  Sitting there between the worlds (upon an abandoned bridge), flowing water beneath, ancient oak overhead .. the blue sky above became cloudy as darkening clouds swirled.  Looking up, a murmuration passed above, the wind picked-up, branches swayed and creaked, as the Measurer, Mundilfari, obscured Sunna’s bright face.  At once, the world stood still, and from that quietude, She rose as shadow about me.

What was exchanged is a message for myself.

After .. I rose, buried one of the Lord’s Poppets beneath the ancient oak, then returned to where I had been sitting.  Taking a sip of mead, I sighed, when I heard a snapping twig behind me.  Turning, I saw Him – a great buck – bounding down the narrow path towards me.  Before my heart could beat, he leapt directly over me .. his scent lingering in that moment .. as he cleared the creekbed and disappeared as a dream.

It seems then, that research into Heathen Lore is important.  Much of what is assumed may either be clarified, or shown to be inaccurate.  Which is why, as a Seidwoman, I have long sought, above all else, the Root / Source of the history that is Seidr.

Would You Know More, And What?

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