…flow of story words coiling out of the flames… Soft glowing coals licked by golden tongues of flame. My hands wrapped around the warm, smooth…
Category: Elder Futhark
Beneath the waves, beneath the waves. My boat is sailing beneath the waves. Where no flame burns and the streets are lit with gold and…
The first word. Sung into being by a God. Unutterably beautiful, unspeakably sublime. Beckoning us into the dream-world where the past can be touched and…
I am the forgotten one, the sacrificed one Existing in thought alone, starlight in a long ago dream I am the cord, the tether Binding…
Are you a leaf swept on the wind of destiny or a sword driven into the bedrock of fate with such force that you divert…
I have never regretted following the voice that says ‘I know I am going to do this’. I know I am going to get on…
I can hear soft chanting, sense the flickering of candles through my closed eye lids. I am so deeply in the moment, present in my…
This is the second article in our series exploring modes of power. We’re digging in, in particular, to Thurisaz the 3-angled rune of Power and…
At first you think it’s night but your eyes slowly adjust to the dim light of the forest floor. You feel pine needles and rotting…
Orlog and wyrd are keystone concepts within the northern tradition, fundamental pieces of belief and mindset. They operate on multiple layers of mythical, collective and…