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Gebo

Published June 19, 2017 by Lunapo

Gebo has been popping up in my life a lot lately. 

An exchange; a gift, usually for a gift. 

A few weeks ago, I wrote a very straightforward healing ritual calling on the goddess Eir. I haven’t utilized it yet, but I thought about it and it just manifested from brain to hand to paper. At the end, very loudly in my mind, I heard, “Gebo. Gebo. Gebo.”

A gift for a gift. If I want Eir to partake on the ritual I wrote, I would have to provide an offering to her. Should I need to utilize that spell, or one like it in the future, I plan to involve a check-writing portion for a local children’s hospital. Eir, goddess of healing, would want to support other healers. 

Yesterday afternoon, I did a rune reading. I had been feeling like I needed to do things the “right” way and while I still was going with my UPG ways, I was still looking for the “right” ways. The right words, the right symbols, the right libations- all the while ignoring my own advice of intent first. The runes set me straight. 

Laguz- psychic, unconscious, creativity

Kenaz- illumination, creative work

Gebo- gift from the spirit world

All together: put forth the time and efforts and connection will follow. A gift for a gift. Time and attention for time and attention. 
No right, no wrong. Just do it. 

Confirmation bias

Published May 10, 2017 by Lunapo

Keeping this blog has been a blessing in so many ways. It has allowed an outlet for some really dark days and a place to share some really light and happy moments. It’s also been an electronic journal that lets me document and relive my own personal history. I am open, honest, and truthful here because the main point of writing is for myself- to learn and grow and continue flourishing.

There is one piece on this blog, however, that isn’t honest and truthful because I was lying to myself at the point of writing it. And I have been lying to myself for the past few months. I allowed myself to verbalize the truth to some special people Magickal things started happening all around me.

But lets take a step back and review some history.

In August 2013, someone spoke to me in a night while I was struggling with nursing Witchlette. She was but a month and a half old and we had a tough night. A female voice, whom I later attributed to Frigg, came to me that night and calmed both Witchlette and I and I had successful nursing situations with Witchlette for the remainder of her nursing sessions as well as successful nursing sessions more often than not with Witchling.

Two years later, as I am ebbing and flowing through all sorts of emotions and life transitions, with everything waning and just going through the motions, I was given a gift in the form of a feather which, with basic research and meditation, I attributed to a being from Frigg.

The following February, at a private Full Moon rite, S wrote a very powerful moon ritual which invoked Brigid, gave me a powerful message, “She has another name. Find her other name, and left me that night and all the next day with my crown chakra tingling. 

The same feeling, looking back, I had when I affirmed Frigg had come to me that night with Witchlette. 

The same feeling, looking back, I had when I found the feather. 

Everything came back to Frigg. Everything. 

So that tingling feeling I had that night. The message of Brigid having another name. I affirmed at that moment it wasn’t Frigg because that would be too obvious. That would be my insticts creating what I want to believe, not what truly is there. That would be Confirmation Bias: I believe only which reinforces what I already believe. 

I fought against it so hard. I read and researched and found my “answer“. Brigid and Sif both are related to the Rowan tree. That was enough for me to state. 

And I’ve been struggling to connect ever since. With anything and anyone. 

Because I was given this awesome gift and I fought against it, lying to everyone including myself. 

One Friday in April, after discussing my frustration of only being on this Nordic journey for a few years and already being out of Asynjur material, I was given the name of a few books, including Norse Goddess Magic: Trancework, Mythology, and Ritual by Alice Karlsdottir.  It is a testament to the lack of resources of Northern goddesses and a way to connect with them personally through individual meditative work. 

Pages 72 and 73 include relations between Brigid and Frigg. Brigid has many commonalities with Holda, who is openly considered to be another facet of Frigg. Of many of Brigid’s oversights, childbirth and prophecy are included. She, like Frigg, is a goddess of the homestead. Imbolc, Brigid’s feast day in early February, corresponds with a time also sacred to Frigg/Holda. The woman of the house would welcome Goa (the second month, returning light) in only her shift and would host a feast for all women on the farm. If women danced at this feast, their flax would thrive. The flax was spun into thread to later be woven. Holda/Frigg first bore flax to the people, teaching them how to sow, reap, and spin. Spinning is one of the tasks which is prohibited in traditional Brigid-centric Imbolc celebrations.  

That’s a whole lot more than a coincidental tree. 

I made this statement aloud Monday night. As soon as I made the statement aloud, my crown chakra tingled. Tuesday, on my way home with my kids, I passed a falcon that seemed to watch us as we drove by, whose underfeathers match the feather I found in my car gifted from Frigg. And my crown chakra was on fire. 

The night with Witchlette at 1 1/2 months old. 

The feather. 

The moon. 

I have been drafted and I am on Team Frigg. Full and wholly Team Frigg. 

Walpurgisnacht

Published April 23, 2017 by Lunapo

Well…I’m going to go ahead and guess a whole bunch of folks. But not me, until just today.

May Day is Walpurgisnacht. The rituals happened at the same time, with different sets of rural farming peoples, who saw the world differently. Celts celebrated in the day and through the night. Northmen celebrated in the night and through the day. The point of the festivities was the same: Yay! Warmth! Sunlight! Our food is going to grow!

Depending on which text you read and from which area the text is derived, Walpurgisnacht is either driving away Witches (or celebrating Witches, as is the modern case) or purely the welcoming of the warm weather with Summer Finding or, another multi-night festival dedicated to Odin.

It is said Odin hung himself from Yggdrasil for nine nights to gain the knowledge of language and the Runes. Walpurgisnacht is then celebrated from April 22 (aka Earth Day) to April 30th. The Celts began their celebration on May 1st with Beltane.

This year, the family is going camping for Hubby’s tiny truck driving competition. We are going to be right smack in the middle of the woods on Walpurgisnacht. How beautifully fascinating is that?

We have sicks with ribbons and bells left over from a friend’s wedding which we will bring with us to celebrate the holiday as we pick a tree to dance around. Perhaps we’ll just dance around the whole camp ground.

Either way, I’m excited to continue to learn more about the Nordic Wheel and develop my craft in line with the gods who have chosen me.

Perhaps next year we will do all nine nights for the gift of the Runes.

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Ancient Nordic time wheel: " the Wheel of the Year consists of four or eight festivals: The solstices and equinoxes, known as the "quarter days", and the four midpoints between, known as the "cross quarter days".

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There are many variations, which will lead to lots of studying.

Poor me! I have to get my student on! (If I could make a living being a student, I would do so in a heartbeat!!)

Manifest gods

Published April 20, 2017 by Lunapo

Friday night I was having dessert at a local pub with some of my CotE people when we started discussing manifest gods. 

Makes me think of the Joan Osborne song

What if God was one of us? 
Just a slob like one of us 
Just a stranger on the bus 
Tryin’ to make his way home?

So, the gods of old are manifested into folks living now. Their spirits are immortal, but their bodies are not. They reincarnate into new bodies and take on new personas, but continue to manifest their godly selves within that persona. 

Sounds quite a bit like…

Left right: Anders/Braggi, Mike/Ullr, Axl/Odin, Ty/Hodr, Olaf/Balder

Norse gods continue to reincarnate through decendants of Norse gods manifested who fled from the  I North to Norsewood, New Zealand. It sounds a bit silly and at times it is.  Seriously though, go watch the heck out of this show. It’s not American, so nudity and swearing is high while violence is low. 

So, manifest gods. There was talk of Odin being a school bus driver, Thor being a fighter pilot, and Loki being Tom Cruise. I believe Odin to be more suited as a truck driver, as there is much more traveling for The Wanderer. And Thor is much more blue collar. Tom Cruise I understand for Loki- he’s entertaining, but crazy as hell and totally unpredictable and uncontrollable. 

The next day, while on our 10 mile hike, Hubby and I discussed this. Hubby declared Odin would have to be a travel writer and I agree with his conjecture 2000%. Odin is the master of language. He would need to share his travels. He also believes Thor would have career status in the military and be eligible for retirement years ago, but continue to volunteer for front line infantry. 

Thinking of Witchlette’s favorites, Balder and Hod…I wonder if they would be working together. Balder the gentle, kind god. He would be one of the rare make preschool teachers. 

This got me thinking too about the goddesses. Would Frigg be more focused on wives or mothers? Would she be a general women’s advocate and cover both? Or would she be a seamstress for fashion designer? Perhaps she’s Vera Wang, known most for her wedding gown designs. What about Sif? She is to wives what Frigg is to mothers: embodiment of both, but known for one more than the other. She’s an agricultural goddess, so perhaps she’s be a farmer. Maybe a hair dresser, as she’s known more for her golden locks than anything else. All the handmaidens of which we know far too little about…

My personal goal for the remainder of 2017 is to get to know as much as I can about these mysterious figures. So much has been lost to the sands of time. I have been pointed to some resources that may help shed some light onto them. More to come!

Balder’s dreams

Published April 17, 2017 by Lunapo

This evening for Asgard Stories, I cautiously relayed to Witchlette Balder’s dreams: he dreams of his own demise and Odin travels to Helheim to speak with a seeress to learn of Balder’s fate and it told he will die and spend forever in Helheim. 

Witchlette immidiately went into a panic. Was her favorite destined to die? 

I attempted to calm her with reassurance of his impending return, [rising from Helheim to lead with Magni, Modur, Thrud and the children of the older generation of gods] by comparing his death to sunset and sunrise. 

To no avail. 

So, taking her lead and seeing how I had gone to far and gave her more than she could handle, continued the story. Frigg went and sought a promise from every person, every animal, every thing to not hurt Balder. The gods then had a party by throwing items at Balder- throwing knives and swords, shooting arrows, tossing stones. They all gently hit him then fell to the floor. No harm done. 

And that’s it. 

I will not continue through the rest of Ragnarok until she shows she’s ready for it. 

So It Goes

“It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to.” J.R.R. Tolkien

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