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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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

This time of year

Autumn and winter is the most moving time of the year for me as a pagan.  The beauty of death and rebirth, the eternal spinning of life and renewal.  The honoring of the Disir, our great ancestral mothers, makes me think of my own mother’s passing and my own inevitable one that lies ahead.  The Wild Hunt where the Allfather lead his furious host through the world, and winter of course reminds me of great Mother Holle, ancient Goddess of my ancestors, who despite the Christian’s best attempts, her memory lives on.  These are holy times for me.  Great and vast. 

Song for Holle

I wrote this a few months ago for Frau Holle.  I think we need more pagan songs for devotion.  It is part of mine now. 

See you lady of spring

By the water with the long white hair

See you 

I’ll see you there

Meet me by the waters that run so clear

Hear the words of one

Who loves you dear

Holle holle please make it all clear

Holle holle Have mercy on me (2 x)

CHORUS:

Sowing sowing 

All the life’s deeds

Sowing sowing the fertile seeds

Reaping reaping 

So I’ll be free

Reaping reaping

For my family 

Holle holle Have mercy on me (2 x)
When the sun retreats from the sky

When I see my life go by

And the sweet earth it grows so cold

Holle holle 

Take me in your arms

Give me comfort when I can’t sleep. 

Soothe my children’s dreams

Holle holle have mercy on me 2 x

Chorus repeat

When the first flakes

Come tumbling down 

And the winter’s silence is all around

The snow is sparkling so bright

I’ll sing the Lady’s praise on the longest night

For all the love she’s shown to me

Holle holle

you are my queen. 

Holle holle 

Have mercy on me (2 x)

Chorus to fade