Why Not Jörðadis?

A reflection inspired by the Solstice. Musings on Fae and Vættir, Seiðr and Sidhe, Odin and Jörð. How these funnel into workable living traditions. And why I think Earth is a highly underrated and much needed Goddess today.

Short Story: Wagon

My first attempt in a very long while at writing Asatru fiction. I wrote this as a tributary during the week of Winterfinding, or Mason. I have worked some rationale into the narrative, but I suspect some of my regular readers will see at once the converging influences I have used as inspiration. Feel free to question or comment if you're moved to. No spoilers, you'll have to read. Or not. Boats and dinghies.

ᚦᛁᚾᛣᛁᛝ᛫ᛁᚾ᛫ᚻᛠᚦᛖᚾ᛫ᛖᛝᛚᛁᛋᚻ

:ᛁ᛫ᛞᛟ᛫ᚾᛟᛏ᛫ᚦᛁᚾᛣ᛫ᚪ᛫ᛗᚪᚾ᛫ᚳᚪᚾ᛫ᛒᛖ᛫ᚪ᛫ᚷᛟᛟᛞ᛫ᚻᚢᛋᛒᚪᚾᛞ᛫ᚹᛁᚦᛟᚢᛏ᛫ᚹᚪᛚᛣᛁᛝ᛫ᚹᛁᚦ᛫ᛒᛟᚦ᛫ᚹᛟᛞᛖᚾ᛫ᚪᚾᛞ᛫ᚦᚢᚾᛟᚱ:

:ᛁ᛫ᚪᛚᛋᛟ᛫ᚦᛁᚾᛣ᛫ᛁᛏ᛫ᛈᚪᛄᛋ᛫ᛏᛟ᛫ᛚᛟᛟᛣ᛫ᚪᛏ᛫ᛡᚱᛗᚢᚾᚷᚪᚾᛞ᛫ᚾᛟᛏ᛫ᚪᛋ᛫ᛋᛟᛗᛖ᛫ᚻᛠᚹᛖᚾᛚᚣ᛫ᛖᚹᛁᛚ᛫ᛒᚢᛏ᛫ᚪᛋ᛫ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᛟᛞ᛫ᛟᚠ᛫ᛋᚾᚪᛣᛖᛋ+ᚪᛋ᛫ᚹᛟᛞᛖᚾ᛫ᛒᛖᚳᛟᛗᛖᛋ᛫ᚪ᛫ᛋᚾᚪᛣᛖ᛫ᛏᛟ᛫ᛋᛖᛖᛣ᛫ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᛟᛞᛞᛖᛋᛋ + σοφία ᛫ᛁᚾ᛫ᚦᛖ᛫ᛠᚱᚦ:

Our Lady of Laussel

Trigger Warning: this will likely only appeal to Palæolithic Enthusiasts or fans of the mighty Architect. And Agent Rick, whom I'm sure enjoys being brain-raped weekly. By me, your host. I digress.

Something of an Ode to Our Lady of Dordogne, the Venus of Laussel and all her hypostases in the Palæolithic world. How I think she bridges the gap to Asatru (and other) today, and maybe why Scarlet should frankly give a damn. Or not. Whatever floats your boat or sinks your dinghy. Links for the autistic are enclosed. Drink the Horn, bigot.

ᚦᛁᚾᛣᛁᛝ᛫ᛁᚾ᛫ᚻᛠᚦᛖᚾ᛫ᛖᛝᛚᛁᛋᚻ

:ᛋᛟ᛫ᛋᚪᛁᛞ᛫ᚦᛖ᛫ᚪᛝᛚᛁᚳᚪᚾᛋ+ᚹᛁᚦ᛫ᛗᚣ᛫ᛒᛟᛞᛄ᛫ᛁ᛫ᚦᛖᛖ᛫ᚹᛟᚱᛋᛄᛁᛈ:

:ᚠᚱᛟᛗ᛫ᚷᛁᚾᚢᚾᛝᚪᚷᚪᛈ᛫ᛏᛟ᛫ᛄᛟᚢᚱ᛫ᚹᛁᚠᛖᛋ᛫ᛟᚹᚾ᛫ᛚᚪᛈ᛫ᚪᛋ᛫ᚠᚱᛟᛗ᛫ᚣᚸᛞᚱᚪᛋᛁᛚ᛫ᛏᛟ᛫ᛄᛟᚢᚱ᛫ᛏᚱᛖᛖ᛫ᛟᚠ᛫ᛚᛁᚠᛖ: ᛚᛖᛏ᛫ᚦᛖ᛫ᚾᛟᚱᚾᛋ᛫ᛋᛖᚹ᛫ᛚᛟᚹᛖ᛫ᚪᛗᛟᛝᛥ᛫ᛄᛟᚢᚱ᛫ᛟᚪᛏᛋ:

ᚦᛁᚾᛣᛁᛝ᛫ᛁᚾ᛫ᚻᛠᚦᛖᚾ᛫ᛖᛝᛚᛁᛋᚻ

:ᛟᚾ᛫ᚻᛟᚹ᛫ᚹᛖ᛫ᛚᛁᚹᛖ᛫ᛏᛟ᛫ᚠᛖᛖᛞ᛫ᛟᚢᚱ᛫ᚷᚱᛠᛏ᛫ᛗᛟᚦᛖᚱ᛫ᛠᚱᚦ᛫ᚹᚻᛟ᛫ᚷᛁᚹᛖᛋ᛫ᚢᛋ᛫ᛖᚹᛖᚱᛄ᛫ᚷᛟᛞᛞᛖᛋᛋ:

Baubo

Come with me now to Seax's gallery of the obtuse! In today's instalment of things not many other people think about but me is...
...
...Baubo!

Goddess of... [drumroll] let's find out. Or not. You won't know until you open me. And even then, who knows? Trigger warning for man-babies, grownup words are used.

ᚦᛁᚾᛣᛁᛝ᛫ᛁᚾ᛫ᚻᛠᚦᛖᚾ᛫ᛖᛝᛚᛁᛋᚻ

ᚱᛠᛞ
ᛥᚪᛁᚾ
ᚳᚪᛥ

:ᚠᛟᚱᛋᛟᛟᚦ᛫ᛁ᛫ᚪᛋᛣ + ᚷᛟᛞᛞᛖᛋᛋ᛫ᚷᛁᚹᛖ᛫ᚢᛋ᛫ᚪ᛫ᚷᚱᛠᛏ᛫ᛒᛁᚷ᛫ᛒᚱᛟᛟᛞ:

Short Story: Pearl of Great Price

Maybe this means something to you, maybe it doesn't. It means something to me, but that doesn't need to mean anything to you. If it does, let me know- if you like. If it doesn't, than happy Wōdensdæg to you. Whatever floats your boat or sinks your dinghy.

Wæs þu hāl, cȳþþu. And Agent Rick.