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”

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”

So, what’s my religion anyway?

I’ve long felt a reluctance at giving my faith a name. Mostly because I don’t find it particularly important. I think the main focus should be your relationship with the Divine. What you call your beliefs or spiritual practice is secondary to that. Before the arrival in Europe of Christianity, most people didn’t seem toFortsätt läsa ”So, what’s my religion anyway?”

Stumbling upon an ancient grave

This morning I went out into the forest to do some meditation and seidr, when I saw this large pile of rocks up a hill. There also seemed to be a worn down stone path leading up to it. I went up and looked more closely at this obviously man-made pile and wondered what itFortsätt läsa ”Stumbling upon an ancient grave”

Ingwaz – Blood into Ink

There is a wound in me,One of manyBut this oneRuns deeper than all others There is a well in me,Which stretches down into the earthAnd from which the waters of my blood flow Who can stop the rushing tides?Who has the power to halt the currents from continuing their course?There is One. But She said:”ChildFortsätt läsa ”Ingwaz – Blood into Ink”

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