In addition to studying the runes, I have established a regular devotional practice for Frau Holle. I may honor her through remembrance and song on various days of the week, but Sunday is special. Sunday has become Her day at my home and I honor her through hard work and time set aside for my family. Sunday has always been the day I set aside to get things organized and ready for the coming work week. Grocery shopping, cleaning, laundry, I’ve typically done on Sunday. It works for me. So as I associate Frau Holle with the home and the hard work of women, this was the day I chose to honor her most.
What I Do:
- Organize and tidy/clean. Not something I normally relish, but now when I do it, it’s with the knowledge that such necessary work is pleasing to the Goddess. She blesses those who work hard without complaint.
- Bake something. Usually some kind of bread, for my home and in honor of her. I am not a baker, but today, I finally pulled off two loaves of edible bread. This is the third week I’ve been doing this, I’m pleased my efforts have finally paid off.
3. At the end of the day, I light the candle at the shrine I have set aside for her and offer words of thanks or a devotional song.
This is the first time I have set aside a specific day for a deity, and I have to say I find it incredibly fulfilling. Frau Holle can certainly fill your spirit with warmth and mirth, and allows you to experience joy in the what would normally be considered drudgery by many. She brings such a sense of contentment in my life.
I haven’t blogged anything for ages, mostly because of laziness, or lack of anything meaningful to say. Or maybe too much to say and most of it political. I’ve finally burned out watching the political chaos of America, and have decided, while still very important, I need to return to my devotional practice and magical work. When I encountered Odin in 2014, it was as Runatyr, the God of Runes, and he set me on a path of self discovery and betterment. I am grateful, and humbled. Loving and honoring Odin these past few years has had an overwhelmingly positive effect on my life, and saw a maturation of my personality. No longer am I the weak little girl seeking the constant approval of others, now I feel fully a woman, devoted to my children and family, strong in my convictions, joyful in being alive.
The past year has seen me neglect my Runic studies and I have returned to near daily meditation (due to some external coaxing), with the knowledge given that I can’t effectively use the runes unless I know their meanings and depth inside and out. It’s exhausting. I have no idea why his call has suddenly grown so strong within me after a relatively quiet year, or where this seeking of knowledge will take me, I only comply, eager to learn, even if I do not know the reasoning behind this sudden push to immerse myself into the runes. Who am I to question the urgings of a God?
I’ve been busy and there’s much I need to write and very much want to write, but have been doing other things.
Namely, studying and reading and using this time during the summer when I’m not working to explore what’s next, as I feel the time for change is coming. I’ve been reading Bonewits and his Druidry book, just wanting to explore my options. Most of my Gods are Norse/Germanic but I feel I have very little in common with Asatru. It’s an interesting place for me to be in spiritually.
Every couple of years I feel it the spark in me to just get things done….Now it’s in regards to my job and any long term career goals I hope to achieve this late in the game. I’m not ancient (I’m 40), but I’m not getting any younger either.
Stay tuned and wish me luck.
I’ve been constructing a sacred place on my property. It’s not much and it’s outdoors, but it is an expression of the female divine. Artio has come into my life like a slow moving summer storm, and I’ve no idea what this goddess desires from me. Maybe it is merely the gift of awareness. I do not know.
I do know that knowing Her is knowing life. Feeling it in the very fiber of one’s being. Every heartbeat from the deer racing through the forest, to the worm crawling along the forest floor, with Her you can feel it when you experience her Divine presence. It can make you weep. So why not build a shrine/space for this goddess? The great bear goddess who guided our ancestors thousands of years ago across Europe, who led us to food and warmth inside her caves? In fact, I think such devotion is long overdue.
My journey to Holle was gradual and unexpected. She is an ancient and wise Goddess who understands my fears, hopes, and dreams. She is a keeper of the keys to every home. Caretaker of weary mothers, children and lost waifs. She simply is……..
For the Weary Mother Looking for Answers
Will I ever find comfort
Where can I find a friend?
She journeyed world weary upon the barren landscape, no tree to be seen on the horizon, nothing to cut through the gloom.
She came upon a well, water to the brim, humming with the creation of galaxies
And wondered at the depths within
The whisper of knowledge released
Of fearful abandon
And what is communication with the gods but a type of madness
A giving in
A yielding to bravery and strength
She takes the plunge
The bone cold depths
And discovers the secrets of the past
To eternity and all that is
The wise and the strong
You destroy me and remake me
Firm footed and large
I stand at my destiny and accept my path
I flee from you no more
I am yours
And the fear I bring now is one of ecstasy, love and devotion
In all the current chaos we pagans must not let our devotional practices suffer. We give praise to our Gods in various ways, I write poetry and song, muse on the traits of the Wise Ones…..may a grain of such wisdom be imparted on me. I was going through many various google docs and came across some poetry I am pleased with. I may be sharing some over the coming days. We need our Gods presence in the world. We need an alternative to the current order. We need a better way.
One for Odin
The one who whispers
With bold tenderness into a woman’s heart
Who finds you laid bare
Skin and bones
And applies the healing balm
Knowledge and fury
Breath and calm
Loving life with newfound might
A determination never known
He waits for you on the mountaintop
The rune master
Sit beside him and hear his words
Let his breath fill your spirit
Let your souls be cleansed and bared.
Time to resist
Seems the chump monkey
Has done every goddamn nightmare scenario
How many times were you fucking trumpkins
Warned from the get go
One big D.C. Groupfuck
All that woman hating honky cock
Half the senate bowing down
Selling out American pride
Bend down Senator and open wide
For a taste of prezzie cock
Pump it harder your two yes boys can’t get enough
while they sell the rest of us out
Pump and swallow Mitch McConnell
Pump and swallow Paul Ryan
You’re only good for cocksucking and lying
Traitors one and all
Fuck every goddamn one
Impeach the baboon and then what we got?
Commander Pence left to play god
Or maybe that’s what the fascists wanted all along
Let the baboon play awhile until they take charge
I ask and implore
To all those Americans who checked this chumps coat at the door
Who believed in an ugly America
A filthy America
A place of wealth ruled by scum
What now traitors?
You’re just as fucking guilty
I felt today the immensity of the Gods. That Donald fucking Trump, his bimbette daughter/wife, his creepy clown faced sons, and the rest of the fool’s brigade currently heading our government are minuscule next to the power of the Gods.
What is a measly Trump in comparison to the awesome sovereign giver the Morrigan?
What is a measly Trump next to the ancient wisdom of Holle?
What is a measly Trump up against the great Calleich?
What is a measly Trump pitted against the wisdom of the Allfather?
What is a measly Trump against the ferocity of Kali?
What is a measly Trump against the endless ageless great Gods from every pantheon??
Back from the Hunt and back for Spring. I’m not Urglaawe, but Frau Holle is a goddess very near and dear to me. Heil Holle!