Sunday is for Holle

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:

  1. 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.
  2. 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.

 

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Walking with Runatyr

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?

Devotionals

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

Devotionals

You, Odin

The wise and the strong

You destroy me and remake me

A Colossus

Firm footed and large

I stand at my destiny and accept my path

Resigned

I flee from you no more

I am yours

And the fear I bring now is one of ecstasy, love and devotion

Devotionals

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

Old man

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 Wanderer

The rune master

Sit beside him and hear his words

Let his breath fill your spirit

Let your souls be cleansed and bared.

The Weary Blues

I feel a terrible lethargy and restlessness. There are many things I should be doing from the magical to the mundane (taxes, housework) and I find myself hamstrung by a sense of creeping dread.  

I was determined to have a good day today.  I buried the world’s worries and spent the day with my wonderful husband.  I tried not to think of what I should be doing, tried not to think of Trump, tried not to think of the insane machinations of my ex husband, and today I just decided to simply be. It felt good. 

Tomorrow, back to the fight.