The Giants Shine at Night

I have wandered many nights when I could not sleep.I have wandered in Gothenburg and in Bangkok, in Dubai and in Lyon.I have wandered under falling snow and in tropical heat,At the feet of skyscrapers and beneath cathedrals.I have wandered alone, most of the time. And in all cities the world round,The giants shine atFortsätt läsa ”The Giants Shine at Night”

A prayer poem: Song of Byggvir

I am the son of the soilMy feet are in the dirtMy bones grow downwards like rootsMy soul reaches up high,Where Mother and Father waitAll Their children’s return My body comes from the soil,From the lovely body of Jord, I was bornMy soul comes from Oden,He breathed me to life,Gifted me with spirit and mind,AsFortsätt läsa ”A prayer poem: Song of Byggvir”

Son of Jord and Njord

Yesterday I bought a soap with scent of the seaIt’s got real pieces of kelp in it and it feels like such luxury. Today the sun shines and the cherry trees blossom above me,as I lay in the park,the one by the playground,below that hill where the drug dealers sit in a old broken sofaFortsätt läsa ”Son of Jord and Njord”

A Free Mind

I am nowhere-manNot here-manI’ve longed walked through empty streets at nightWhen the city sleepsAnd the people cannot see me In the daylight,I speak the words they put in my mouth,I dance the steps they tell me to dance,I smile when they do and I frown when they do.But do they know I’ve lost my mind?Fortsätt läsa ”A Free Mind”

A Song for Sunna

I went and had another walk by the sea today. The sun was already low when I came to the shore at around 2 p.m. and soon I found myself whispering an improvised tune to Sunna. Later, I wrote the words down and added a few extra verses. The poem is in Swedish, which isFortsätt läsa ”A Song for Sunna”

A prayer to Valfreya

Take me to the burning ground,To the one beyond the battlefield of life,Strip away the clothes of my desires and of my fearsThen cover me in ashes Take me to the burning ground,Fill Your Divine Hands with the blood of my fallen brothersAnd give me to drink For I know the path I must walk,IFortsätt läsa ”A prayer to Valfreya”

Haikus about the runes: Eihaz, rune of Yggdrasil

Great yew, evergreenResurrection, Tree of LifeYou are Yggdrasil The rune ᛇ is called eihaz, meaning ‘yew’. It is pronounced like the letter ï. The yew is a sacred tree in many traditions. In the Norse religion, the world tree Yggdrasil is sometimes believed to be a yew. It has in the past been translated asFortsätt läsa ”Haikus about the runes: Eihaz, rune of Yggdrasil”

Haikus about the runes: Logur, the water rune

Child, be like waterFor logur is powerful,breaks mountains by touch The l-rune ᛚ is called logur, meaning ‘water’. It is associated with all things we associate with water: softness, flow, multifacetedness and flexibility. As Lao Tzu, a great spiritual teacher from another tradition (Daoism), taught: softness is seen as weak by many but is inFortsätt läsa ”Haikus about the runes: Logur, the water rune”

Haikus about the runes: Madur, rune of humans

Man came from the GodsThe Goddesses birthed Madur,A gem in Midgård The m-rune is called ‘Madur’, meaning man (as in human beings in general, not just males). According to the traditional understanding in Norse religion, both the runes and humans were created by the Gods. One of the All-Father Odin’s many names is Gautr, whichFortsätt läsa ”Haikus about the runes: Madur, rune of humans”

Haikus about the runes: Tiwaz, rune of the God of war

Tiwaz is Týr’s spearI invoke the mighty GodThe one-handed Lord The t-rune is called Tiwaz and is associated with Týr, the God of justice and war. Its shape is supposed to remind one of a spear. It was often carved into weapons, as a prayer to Týr to grant victory in battle. Týr is knownFortsätt läsa ”Haikus about the runes: Tiwaz, rune of the God of war”

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