My apologies for referring to Tumblr but it was better than Facebook as a linkable source. I think it is worth at least considering and reviewing. For me, Freya and Heimdall are better choices and I would not want to be in Valhalla. Plus, while I trained for war, I never saw it and had the rather modern view of only wanting to go if ordered.
[To be clear, I realize there are several folks posting about Odin and Babysitting. These are effectively fiction from a person or persons and I am not speaking for individual narratives. We know from Egil’s Saga when his daughter mentioned going to Freya that our ancestor’s afterlife was more complex than 2-3 choices. I am not drawn to Odin and was not really focused on that part of the story. I still think the larger question is important to consider.]
The first deals with recent research about possible Arab script on burial clothes.
While the details are inconclusive, I do think it supports the position that our spiritual ancestors traveled and were rather open minded traders as well as fighters. I think that is still a good thing.
The second I found more important and interesting:
I had seen references to Frith Forge, although I did not post them here. I would hope we all look for ways to deal with such things. I do not know that I have the answers. I just keep working as I can.
May Hermod guide us on Dark Roads
May Freya remind us of Hospitality
May Heimdall remind us to keep Watch
I am Heathen, which honestly is not the same as pagan. I am a hard polytheist who understands the gods and goddesses, however imperfectly we understand them, are discrete knowable entities with a nature that springs not from our need, but from their essence. The gods that I have built a relationship with are the […]
I somehow missed this one and spotted it going back through his blog. So, here it is.
Since I don’t have a Tumbler or similar thing:
When you have lost everything, even your name, there is little point in going on. I was not churlish enough to leave my body hanging where I would be found by those who would be hurt by it. I brought my rope with me to the park. There was an old maple tree […]
I honor all the gods, although Odin is one I do not do much more than that. Still, the story resonates and might be of interest to those who do.
I thought this overall a good analysis and this conclusion was my favorite part:
Out of an entire community, only one individual is willing to offer great personal sacrifice in order to protect his fellows from a dire threat that has grown up within the community. Rather than turning to violence against others, he nobly stands up and takes the resulting damage to himself. As a result, he gains the ability to join the hands of other people in agreement and harmony.
I have learned in various places that sometimes being willing to take a punch is as or more important than being ready to throw one, although I certainly am. Another way to put it:
Tyr teaches that sometimes we have to let the Nazi punch us, even if punching the Nazi is morally and ethically valid.
My willingness to take that hit shows others that I value them. I prefer to think of Fenrir in this story as an embodiment of community destruction, although I concede to deeper meanings. Sometimes you may not be thanked, but you will still have an effect.
One morning Freya had been listening to a translation of the newly recovered Hamaval. In particular she was listening without amusement to Odin’s words on the fickleness of women. Her ire aroused, the passionate Vanir confronted the one-eyed wanderer and took him to task. “Your one eye has blinded you, old fool” Freya shouted […]