A Central African lyre made from human skull, antelope horns, skin, gut, and hair, 19th century A.D. It is currently stored at the Metropolitan museum.
This unusual piece was purchased at the end of the 19th century and was originally thought to have come from South America when it was cataloged in 1906. It was eventually reattributed to Central Africa, although there is no known tradition to which this instrument may be assigned. Some have suggested that it may have been made for symbolic or clandestine ritual use, but most likely it is a sensational item made by a clever indigenous entrepreneur for trade and profit with Europeans in the 19th century

In Ancient Egypt, cats were deeply spiritual animals. They were seen as sacred beings with a strong connection to the divine, especially to the goddess Bastet. Bastet was the goddess of protection, home, fertility, and motherhood, and she was often depicted as a lioness or as a woman with the head of a domestic cat.

Egyptians believed that cats could ward off evil spirits, especially those that brought disease or misfortune. Their ability to see in the dark was seen as a spiritual gift, allowing them to perceive the unseen like ghosts, demons, or divine presences.

This made them natural guardians of the household and the soul.

To the Egyptians, a cat wasn’t just a pet, it was a symbol of the divine, a protector, and a spiritual companion. Letting a cat into your home meant inviting sacred protection and harmony into your life.

I’ve had many experiences that made me believe cats can see into the spirit world. They often react to things that aren’t there no sounds, no movement just something only they seem to notice.

Once when I was a kid, I suddenly felt really nauseous while playing Spyro on my PS1. I paused the game and sat still. A few minutes later, my cat came into the room after eating. It stopped, stared into the corner, and started meowing like it was scared.

Five minutes later, my nausea was completely gone. That experience convinced me that cats can sense things we can’t.

An elf (Old Norse álfr, Old English ælf, Old High German alb, Proto-Germanic *albaz) is a certain kind of demigod-like being in the pre-Christian mythology and religion of the Norse and other Germanic peoples.

The elves are luminous beings, “more beautiful than the sun,” whose exalted status is demonstrated by their constantly being linked with the Aesir and Vanir gods in Old Norse and Old English poetry.

The lines between elves and other spiritual beings such as the gods, giants, dwarves, and land spirits are blurry, and it seems unlikely that the heathen Germanic peoples themselves made any cold, systematic distinctions between these various groupings. It’s especially hard to discern the boundary that distinguishes the elves from the Vanir gods and goddesses. The Vanir god Freyr is the lord of the elves’ homeland, Alfheim, and at least one Old Norse poem repeatedly uses the word “elves” to designate the Vanir. Still, other sources do speak of the elves and the Vanir as being distinct categories of beings, such that a simple identification of the two would be misguided.

The elves also have ambivalent relations with humans. Elves commonly cause human illnesses, but they also have the power to heal them, and seem especially willing to do so if sacrifices are offered to them. Humans and elves can interbreed and produce half-human, half-elfin children, who often have the appearance of humans but possess extraordinary intuitive and magical powers.
Humans can apparently become elves after death, and there was considerable overlap between the worship of human ancestors and the worship of the elves.

The worship of the elves persisted centuries after the Germanic people’s formal conversion to Christianity, as medieval law codes prohibiting such practices demonstrate. Ultimately, then, their veneration lasted longer than even that of the gods.

#elves #asatru #heathen #norse #pagan

Norse shamanism/meditation keywords:

In Old Norse shamanism, the term Óðr typically signifies a state of inspired ecstasy or poetic fervor linked to Óðinn. It can also denote "poetry" itself or represent a kind of poetic essence, embodying the intense and creative energy of inspiration. In certain contexts, Óðr is connected to divine madness or the potent force of the mind and spirit.

The word Önd in Old Norse means "breath" or "spirit," and it expresses the idea of a life force or vitality—similar to the concept of a "soul." It captures the breath of life (Odin's Gift), the power that sustains living beings.

Together, these words reflect profound cultural and philosophical concepts in Norse Paganism and literature, emphasizing the central roles of inspiration and the spiritual essence of life.

The Gebo-Ansuz bindrune appears on several artifacts, most notably the Undley bracteate and the Kragehul spear shaft. Some scholars have suggested it may be a shortened form of "gibu auja" (“I give luck”), as this exact phrase appears—though not as a bindrune—on a bracteate from Zealand. However, it is more likely that the bindrune represents a combination of "gift" (Gebo) and "Æsir" (Ansuz), signifying an object sacralized for offering or ritual sacrifice.

Examining the Kragehul spear, the inscription reads:
ek erilaz āsugīsalas muha haitē —
“I, the erilaz of Āsugīsalaz, am called Muha (bindrunes).”
On the reverse side:
“(bindrunes) the mighty roarer, hail! I dedicate to the spear.”

The name Āsugīsalaz appears to be a compound of "Ás" (God) and "gīsalaz" (pledge or hostage), which may suggest a ritual function or divine dedication. Spears were commonly offered in sacrifice, and may even have been hurled over enemies in battle—symbolically replicating Odin’s casting of Gungnir at the start of the Æsir–Vanir War, consecrating foes to the god.

Thus, the Gebo-Ansuz bindrune is a powerful symbol, especially suitable for objects meant to be offered to the gods in reverence or sacrifice.

Odinista você é o Fogo Sagrado que nos inspira a todos.

Hails jah Haila.
ᚺᚨᛁᛚᛊ ᛃᚨᚺ ᚺᚨᛁᛚᚨ.
𐌷𐌰𐌹𐌻𐍃 𐌾𐌰𐌷 𐌷𐌰𐌹𐌻𐌰.

Haila Frijonds jah Frijonjos Meina!
ᚺᚨᛁᛚᚨ ᚠᚱᛁᛃᛟᚾᛞᛊ ᛃᚨᚺ ᚠᚱᛁᛃᛟᚾᛃᛟᛊ ᛗᛖᛁᚾᚨ!.
𐌷𐌰𐌹𐌻𐍃 𐍆𐍂𐌹𐌾𐍉𐌽𐌳𐍃 𐌾𐌰𐌷 𐍆𐍂𐌹𐌾𐍉𐌽𐌹𐍉𐍃 𐌼𐌴𐌹𐌽𐌰.


Ao percorrer o caminho da nossa amada espiritualidade conhecida como heathendom, e no nosso caso chamada Oðinnismo.

Confronta-nos com uma realidade que nos coloca numa grande cadeia de acontecimentos e eventos.

Assim, enquanto há pessoas que sentem a motivação para criar páginas web e mantê-las com informações claras e concisas.
Há outros que se dedicam ao estudo de dicionários e promovem línguas antigas dos povos ou tribos de raiz germânica, nórdica e gótica, de uma época pré-cristã.

Procurando na filologia, mitologia ou história, preencher sua necessidade de aprendizagem.

Publicando ensaios ou descobertas arqueológicas ou antropológicas, que alimentam uma comunidade cada vez mais consciente de que a tradição heathen é um grande quebra-cabeça, onde o esforço de todos contribui com seu grande trabalho. Não é em vão.

Alguns são críticos, outros encorajam esse despertar, não apenas teorizar um passado romantizado, mas traduzi-lo na modernidade, que se apresenta cheia de avanços e informação digital.

Uma espiritualidade crescente que aos poucos nos oferece respostas a qualquer dissertação, para que continuemos buscando nos ancestrais a sabedoria dos nossos Deuses(as).

Nesta grande viagem de auto-descoberta não só de um passado e um chamado espiritual que nos desperta para uma nova realidade.

Onde somos parte de uma enorme rede de energia e nosso lugar no mundo ganha coerência de uma forma vivencial.

Somos aquilo que sentimos , pensamos e com paixão amamos. Não estamos loucos em seguir o caminho do grande buscador de sabedoria, seja Odin , Gautr Wodanaz ou qualquer um dos seus múltiplos nomes e formas em que foi apontado.

Sentir que nos convoca, nos coloca em sintonia respondendo em consequência ao seu chamado.

Haverá quem organize grupos e comunidades.
Haverá quem suba montanhas, haverá outros que componham música, ou desenvolvam bela poesia.

Ou os que se esforçam em aprender línguas mortas ou em desuso, e costumes e história de regiões que ainda distantes estão mais presentes do que nunca em nosso espírito.
É válido quem buscará um parceiro que os acompanhe para compartilhar sua caminhada pelo mundo.

Alguns legalizarão o Oðinnismo em seus respectivos países.
E haverá quem escreva livros ou funde Irmandades.

Outros só serão espectadores passivos tentando aplicar em sua vida diária o aprendido.

Também estarão aqueles que acendam uma pequena fogueira e peçam por seus entes queridos e com seus encantos abençoem e curem não só seus corpos, mas daqueles seres que amam.

Mas tudo isso que eu descrevo, só é uma série de situações e ações que nos conformam em uma grande comunidade heathen, que busca saciar a ressonância que nos inunda nossos corações com paixão transbordante, a mesma que nos dá a força para seguir tão nobre caminho.

Aplicando o aprendido em suas famílias e entes queridos, sendo melhores pessoas a cada dia.
Anima cada heathen a chegar a ser a melhor versão possível de si mesmos.
Reitero não estão loucos.

Vocês são esse fogo sagrado que nutre e inspira as novas gerações daqueles que virão a percorrer nosso caminho. Cada esforço conta.

Todos somos necessários, é o mistério que nos une.
Não desistam continuem estudando, na eterna busca de sabedoria.

O caminho da união como uma grande família Oðinnista é assim.


Galaubeins, Fradrein jah Thiuda.
(Fe, Familia Y Tribu)

Gutané Jér Weiháilag.
ᚷᚢᛏᚨᚾᛖ ᛃᛖᚱ ᚹᛖᛁᚺᚨᛁᛚᚨᚷ.
𐌲𐌿𐍄𐌰𐌽𐌴 𐌾𐌴𐌷 𐍅𐌴𐌹𐌷𐌰𐌹𐌻𐌰𐌲.

Auhusmits.
ᚨᚢᚺᚢᛊᛗᛁᛏᛊ.
Guðja Hoen.
ᚷᚢᚦᛃᚨ ᚺᛟᛖᚾ.
Clan Falker.
ᚴᛚᛅᚾ ᚠᛅᛚᚴᛅᚱ.
H.O.S.F.
ᚺ.ᛟ.ᛊ.ᚠ.
I.O.S.F.
ᛁ.ᛟ.ᛊ.ᚠ.
México.
ᛘᛖᚳᛋᛁᚳᚩ.
Brasil.
ᛒᚱᚨᛊᛁᛚ.

Gullveig Chant.

Witch Goddess Gullveig
Master of the Northern Witches
Expert in the art of Seidh
Lady of the transformations

You caused a great war
You, trice burnt
Seer, Vitki woman
Trice re-born

You are the radiant gold
Some call you the caldron Witch
You bring the singed broom
Great Vanir Witch

The Lynx follows you
The white crow guides you
The owl gives you advice
The spider protects you

The echo from the witches in the mist
Calls you the first witch
You are the first, not the last
You inhabit in each of them

There are no secrets for you
Master of the fire
You are both,
The creator and the destroyer

From the powerful gold magic
Moon Blood ablaze
By the primordial fire
The heart is consumed

Invocations are cast
In the dark of the moon you arrive
Amidst the hidden balefire
Your witches praise you

At the Walpurgis feast
They dance in your honour.
As it was in the past,
As it is today

Illuminate and cause madness
Protect, teach and nourish us
Witch of the perennial fables
Hidden within the mist and masks

Impostors Pseudo Witches
In the wolf era called you
The one of the thousand names
But you never answered them

You, radiant Gullveig
An alliance is established
Powerful energy is emanated
Conjures will fall beside you

One who doesn’t know your ways will loose oneself
Among mirages and reflexes
From death, madness and love Goddess of the mortal spell

We make a toast in your honour
Protector of this brotherhood
Burn! purifying fire.
You, the eternal Goddess witch

In the rituals of moon and blood
Powerful soothsaying chants
Wheel of white masks
Curses will be returned

Guardian of other times
Odinist women in Midgard
Reborn, to your call they will respond
And your name will never be forgotten

The Hawk wings will guide
The flames of the fire will untie
May the great nation of the Visigoth Eagle
Be ready for battle under your fire, just waken now.

© Hoen Falker.
https://www.odins-gift.com/poth/3multi/cantodegullveig.htm

Chant to the Great One-Eyed.

Hails jah Haila.
ᚺᚨᛁᛚᛊ ᛃᚨᚺ ᚺᚨᛁᛚᚨ.
𐌷𐌰𐌹𐌻𐍃 𐌾𐌰𐌷 𐌷𐌰𐌹𐌻𐌰.

Haila Frijonds jah Frijonjos Meina!
ᚺᚨᛁᛚᚨ ᚠᚱᛁᛃᛟᚾᛞᛊ ᛃᚨᚺ ᚠᚱᛁᛃᛟᚾᛃᛟᛊ ᛗᛖᛁᚾᚨ!.

𐌷𐌰𐌹𐌻𐍃 𐍆𐍂𐌹𐌾𐍉𐌽𐌳𐍃 𐌾𐌰𐌷 𐍆𐍂𐌹𐌾𐍉𐌽𐌹𐍉𐍃 𐌼𐌴𐌹𐌽𐌰.

Traducción al idioma Ingles, Gutizka Razda.
Autor: Hoen Falker ( Lino Vázquez ), 3 de enero 2003.


To you father of all
Lord of ravens and wolfs
Charm and magic in your words
Biting joy in your irony

I expose lyrics in your honor
My humor and faith I offer
Lightning that illuminates
In my soul lies your poetry

Wodanaz Uuoden Wodan
The sowed fields
Of your warriors are
Full of glory and vengeance

Wings of black raven
Ride in the skies
Blessed are they

Under the protection of your gaze
You great One-Eyed God

Giver of ecstasies
Lord of fury
And recovered strength

Blue cloak is your cape
Swift and veil your saddle
Lord of all the runes
Victory is your home.

May the Visigoth tribe
Your blessing receive
Where ever they are
May your call resound
In all Midgaard arise

Your Odinist Visigoths
Crossing Valleys and Oceans
Your spirituality will be preserved.
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Gothic:
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Liuþ Þamma Mikilin Haihin Du Þus atta allis
Frauja hrabne jah wulfe

Skaunei jah lubjaleisei in waurdam þeinaim
Bitandei faheþs in laikam waurde þeinaim

Ik bandwja liuþ in swerein þeinai
Meina maht du hlahnan jah galaubein ik atbaira

Lauhmuni sei gabairhtjiþ
In saiwalai meinai ligand liuþa þeina

Wodanaz Uwodain Wodan
Saianos haiþjos
Gadrauhte þeinaize sind

Fullos wulþaus jah fraweitis
Fiþros swartis hrabnis

Wratond in himinam
Audaga sind þo
Uf wardeinai siunais augone þeinaize
Þu mikils Haihs Guþ

Giband huzde
Frauja moþis
Jah leikinoda swinþei
Blewa inilo ist kappa þeina

Gaheis jah swaswe faurahah þeins sitls
Frauja allaize runastabe

Sigis ist þeins gards
Ei Wisigutisk kuni
Þeina audagein andnimai

Þishwaruh þarei sijaina
Ei þeins hwops hausjada
In allama midjungarda urrinai

Þeinai Wodanis Wisigutans
Þairhgaggandans Fairgunja jah mikilos Mareins
Þeina ahmeina wists gafastada.

ᚷᚢᛏᚨᚾᛖ ᛃᛖᚱ ᚹᛖᛁᚺᚨᛁᛚᚨᚷ.
𐌲𐌿𐍄𐌰𐌽𐌴 𐌾𐌴𐌷 𐍅𐌴𐌹𐌷𐌰𐌹𐌻𐌰𐌲.

Auhusmits.
ᚨᚢᚺᚢᛊᛗᛁᛏᛊ.
Gudja Hoen.
ᚷᚢᚦᛃᚨ ᚺᛟᛖᚾ.
Clan Falker.
ᚴᛚᛅᚾ ᚠᛅᛚᚴᛅᚱ.
H.O.S.F.
ᚺ.ᛟ.ᛊ.ᚠ.
México.
ᛘᛖᚳᛋᛁᚳᚩ.

Trying to decide if i want to pull the trigger on buzzing all my hair off and letting it all grow back out.
Before I shaved the sides and did the udercut hairstyle, i already had long hair, and have always had long hair all my life. However i used to dye it black. Like the first two photos show, i still got a lot of hair and can let it down and it looks like ive just got a full head of long hair. I had orginally wanted to get tattoos on the sides of my head, and still kind of want to. But part of me is getting tired maintaining this hairstyle, and theres some spiritual reasons on why i sort of want to grow all of my hair out again. Decsions decisions...

I'm almost ashamed of the mess of supplies under my little table...
But good day, everyone~! I have a question of curiosity for you. But first, please allow me to indulge in a glimmer of mine. The question will be a little below~

It's nearing noon in the Pacific Time Zone. Here, we're enjoying the sun. Cora's favorite blanket is in her favorite cove next to my favorite rocking chair and beloved altar. My "glimmer" is that I've had her for 12 years as of this month (I'll add a baby picture~). Our journey together has been bumpy, but she's stuck with me through it all and has always been there for me.

Cora has not necessarily been a traditional "witch's familiar", despite being the first pet I had as wholly my own, but she has certainly still played a role in my growth as I went through my twenties.

It's no secret that bonding with animals can be largely beneficial for our overall wellbeing and health. But today, I'm curious about the spiritual.

**My question to the fellow pet owners and feral fosters: Has having an animal companion played a significant role on your spiritual path? Do you incorporate them into your practices in some way?

Are they, like Cora, a pain to keep off of your altar?

I hope that wherever you are, your day is favorable. I wish the best for each of you on this spring Thursday! Many smiles and much love~ If you have an animal friend, give them a pat for me~!

(And thank you for indulging in my glimmer with me~)