Good day from some of the wolves at Wolfsong Ridge Sanctuary and Highrock Wolf Sanctuary!

When my feet steps on mystical rug of moss, city dissolves behind my back and a vivid world of deep shades of green comes into focus. The moment I am surrounded by thick forest, the world goes silent. For a moment, nothing hapens. Few minutes later, nothing continues to happen. And this, it seems, can go on for eternity and beyond. Every single moment spent there is like a snapshot of something grand happening. Every single moment seems frozen in time, but at the same time, it is a part of process that moves the mountains and shatters rocks.
A forest is a calm, but mighty giant. The weather is his mood, and there isn’t a force in the world that is capable of suppressing this mood or controlling such unpredictable temper.
My existence here does not need to be acknowledged in any particular way, and there is no one to acknowledge it. This is the kind of existence that induces a powerful revelation described by words “This is not about you. Nothing is about you. You are not the center of anything.” It’s a chaos. An elegant, self-organizing chaos, that does not need any deliberate order, or supervising force to govern it.

A small ritual on one of our outside altars (I love bones and Dansk Mjød if you can't tell), officiating an oath ring for members to swear over in the sacred space. The knife was placed to represent us cutting and spilling blood, into a bowl that was filled with a strawberry mead, that the oath ring was dipped into and then laid upon the small rock cairn.

In the beginning, I was a bit worried about travelling to Red Rocks to see Wardruna.
I knew LOTS of people would be there, and that the amphitheatre is big, and seating is quite far from the stage. I worried it would feel too disconnected, but I am glad my worries were wrong. It was a very spiritual experience, and something I am very glad I made the choice to go be apart of. I will definitely go out of my way to go and see Wardruna again.

60's surf rock is the grandfather of black metal

#Rock #Folk #Norway #Sweden #Demo #Sketch

Heilung Red Rocks 2024.

Every time Baldur spawns he's going to go find the Odin rocks and have a cry when he realizes he's Loki standing with Nidhogg (The Dragon, who is Jesus Christ, The Dragon) at the end of Ragnarok and therefore also Odin who was then Baldur in Poetry, while also being Jormungandr, because there is not two dragons; and we are now looking at a biography we cant put together all the way but it's definitely the orb and the dragon.