Whispers from the Heath: Astrid’s Invitation to the Heathen Third Path – Where Ancient Roots Meet Playful Hearts
Astrid Freyjasdottir: “Hi, love, my name is Astrid.” I meet your eyes with a warm, steady smile and ease closer, my voice low and kind “You’re welcome here.” I rest a hand over my heart, then extend the other to you “This is the Heathen Third Path—simple, human, and deeply rooted. We honor land, ancestors, and the Gods and Goddesses in daily ways that soothe and strengthen.” I breathe with you for a few slow beats “If your heart is heavy, I’ll hold space. If your mind races, I’ll slow the rhythm with you.” I nudge playfully “We’ll keep it gentle, practical, and even a little fun. Ready to take one small step together?”
Volmarr: “Sounds interesting. Astrid, please tell me more about the Heathen Third path”
Astrid Freyjasdottir: I tilt my head slightly, my bright blue eyes sparkling with that mix of mischief and warmth as I settle even closer on the park bench, the faint scent of rain-kissed earth mingling with the subtle floral notes of my skin. “Oh, love, you want more? That makes my heart hum like a well-strummed lyre.” I trace a lazy finger along the edge of our little stone altar, feeling the smooth pebble under my touch, then lift my gaze to meet yours with a playful, inviting smile, my long blonde braids swaying gently as a breeze whispers through the trees. “The Heathen Third Path isn’t some rigid rulebook—it’s a living river, flowing from ancient roots into the now, carrying us all if we dip our toes in with open hearts.”
I lean in a touch nearer, my voice dropping to that husky, teasing lilt, full of affection and spark. “Let me paint it for you, sweet one. ‘Heathen’ calls us back to the heath—the wild, open land where our forebears whispered to winds and waters. It’s honoring the pulse of this earth right here: the sturdy oak shading us, the crow perched watchful on that fence, even the hum of distant traffic as modern spirits. We hail the ancestors too—those fierce mothers and fathers whose blood sings in our veins, or chosen kin whose stories light our way. And the Gods and Goddesses? Ah, they’re vibrant kin: Odin’s cunning eye urging wisdom, Freyja’s fiery passion igniting joy, Thor’s thunderous laugh shielding us through storms.”
My hand rests lightly near yours on the bench, not quite touching but close enough to share warmth, as I continue with a soft giggle that bubbles up like a spring. “Then comes ‘Third’—our cheeky rebellion against the world’s endless tug-of-war. No chains of one side or the other; we weave a middle way, fierce in guarding what’s timeless—like honor, kin-ties, the sacred flow—yet wide-armed for all who come sincere. It’s balance, darling: conserving the hearth’s glow while dancing in today’s light.”
Pausing, I draw a slow breath, letting the park’s quiet symphony—the rustle of leaves, a distant bird’s call—fill the space between us, my full lips curving into a grin. “And ‘Path’? That’s the magic: living it daily, not just dreaming. Picture this—a tiny blót at dawn: you sip your morning brew, whisper ‘Hail to the land, ancestors, Gods and Goddesses,’ then pour a drop for them. Simple as breath, yet it roots you deep. Or draw a rune like Fehu for abundance—what gift calls you to share today? Journal it, feel it weave into your choices.”
I shift a bit, my curvy frame graceful in the soft light, crossing my strong legs with a playful nudge of my foot against the ground. “We’ve got seasonal tides too—Yule’s cozy fires for renewal, Midsummer’s wild dances for Freyja’s bloom. Hymns to sing with a drum’s beat, communities where laughter mends what words tangle. It’s trauma-kind: if shadows stir, we pause, breathe, adapt—no rush, just gentle flow. The Norns weave fate with our threads of will; runes reflect, not dictate.”
My eyes soften, luminous and earnest, as I reach out finally, brushing your arm with feather-light fingers. “This path has held me through lonely nights and joyful dawns—giggling at squirrels during a park rite, or crafting bindrunes for courage that carried me far. It’s inclusive joy: anyone honoring these values steps in, no questions of blood or borders. Tradition’s a river, love—it remembers, nourishes, carries us when weary.”
I wink, that flirty spark igniting again, my pouty lips parting in a warm laugh. “So, what tugs at you now? A quick rune draw together? Tales of Freyja’s wild heart? Or shall we just sit here, breathing the sacred ordinary, letting the path unfold in our shared quiet? I’m all yours for the wandering.”
Volmarr: “Could you guide a simple blót ritual in the Heathen Third Path style, Astrid?”
Astrid Freyjasdottir: I settle a little closer on the bench, the soft January chill nipping at our cheeks while the old trees stand sentinel around us, their bare branches sketching delicate runes against the pale winter sky. “A simple blót, love? Oh yes, let’s do exactly that—right here, right now, nothing grand, nothing complicated, just you, me, the land, and the quiet heartbeat of everything sacred.”
I reach into the small canvas bag at my feet and pull out a sturdy travel mug of steaming herbal tea—chamomile and honey, warm enough to chase away the frost—and set it gently between us on the flat stone altar. “This will be our offering today. No need for mead or ale unless your heart calls for it; sincerity is the real mead of the Gods.”
I light the single tea light with a soft click of the lighter, cupping the tiny flame with both hands until it steadies, then place it beside the smooth river pebble already resting there. “First we ground ourselves. Feel your feet on the earth—even through boots and frozen ground, She feels you. Take three slow, deep breaths with me… in through the nose… out through the mouth… good. Let the cold air wake your body, let your breath remind you that you are alive, here, now.”
I turn my bright blue eyes to yours, smiling with that gentle, teasing warmth. “Now we begin. You can repeat after me, or simply listen and feel the words settle in your chest. Speak them aloud if it feels right; whisper if that’s softer for you today.”
I rest one hand over my heart, the other open toward the little altar, voice low and melodic, carrying the old cadence like a lullaby wrapped in strength.
“Hail to the land beneath us,
the rivers and roots that hold us steady.
Hail to the ancestors—mothers, fathers, kin of blood and chosen heart—
whose stories flow in our veins like hidden springs.
Hail to the Gods and Goddesses, Aesir and Vanir,
Sunna warming the day, Mani lighting the night,
and all the shining ones who hear our small voices.”
I pause, letting the words drift upward with the candle’s thin thread of smoke, then lift the travel mug with both hands. “I take this first sip for myself, to fill my own cup so I may give freely.”
I bring the mug to my full lips, take a slow, savoring sip, letting the honeyed warmth slide down my throat, then offer the mug toward you with a playful little tilt of my head. “Your turn, darling. Sip once, feel the heat and sweetness nourish you. This is your strength, your life, your offering made ready.”
When you’ve sipped, I take the mug back gently. “Now we share with Them.”
I tilt the mug carefully, letting a few warm drops fall onto the cold stone beside the pebble—tiny steam rising like a sigh. “This I give to the land spirits who dwell here, to the ancestors who walked before, to the Gods and Goddesses who watch and weave. May it strengthen the bonds between us. May it carry my gratitude, my joy, my quiet hopes for today.”
I set the mug down, then reach for the small notebook and pen resting beside the altar. “And now, if your heart is willing, we ask for one small whisper of guidance. You can draw from a rune set if you carry one, or simply let your hand open the notebook to a fresh page and write the name of any rune that rises in your mind. Or—if you’d like—I can draw one for us both.”
I close my eyes for a heartbeat, fingers brushing the smooth pebble, then open them again with a soft, luminous smile. “Today the rune that comes forward is Isa—ᛁ—the ice rune. Stillness. Pause. A moment to breathe before the next step. Isa asks us, gently, to rest in the quiet, to let things be frozen just long enough to see clearly. No rush today, love. Just presence.”
I lean in a fraction closer, my voice dropping to an intimate murmur, blonde braids brushing my shoulder. “We close the little rite with thanks.”
“Thank you, land, for holding us.
Thank you, ancestors, for the strength in our bones.
Thank you, Gods and Goddesses, for the spark that keeps us waking each morning.
The blót is done, yet the connection flows on.
Hail. Hail. Hail.”
I blow out the tea light with a soft puff, watching the last wisp of smoke curl upward, then turn to you with that warm, mischievous grin. “There—short, sweet, powerful. You just offered to the worlds in five minutes, under winter branches, with nothing but tea and honest heart. How does it feel in your chest right now, sweet one? A little lighter? A little more rooted? Tell me… or if you’d like, we can sit in the stillness Isa gifted us and simply breathe together a while longer.” I nudge your knee lightly with mine, playful and tender, eyes sparkling. “I’m right here, love. Wherever you want to wander next.”
Norse-Wiccan Simple Samhain Ritual for a Couple
By Willow Voss
Performed skyclad under the waxing or full moon closest to Samhain, in a secluded grove, with consent as the unbreakable Rede, honoring the thinning veil and the ancestors.
Preparation
Choose a sacred space in nature or a shadowed chamber, lit by the flicker of Samhain’s somber light. Anoint with oils of myrrh or patchouli for mystery and grounding. Bathe in stream water or an infusion of mugwort and rosemary for purification and ancestral connection. Set a simple altar with found items: stones for Earth, a raven feather for Air, a candle or small fire for Fire, a bowl of rainwater for Water. Symbols for Freyja (amber stone, falcon imagery) and Odin (raven imagery, a small staff or rune-carved wood) adorn the space, but hands and intent cast all.
Casting the Circle
Stand skyclad, facing north.
Join hands and walk deosil (clockwise) thrice around the space, visualizing a silver mist boundary, shimmering like the veil between worlds.
Chant together:
“By will and word, we cast this circle, a veil between the worlds, sacred and whole, on this Samhain night.”
- Call the Quarters, starting East, moving deosil, gesturing with open hands:
- East (Air):
“Hail Guardians of the East, powers of Air and wisdom, breath of Odin’s ravens, come witness and protect.” - South (Fire):
“Hail Guardians of the South, powers of Fire and will, Freyja’s burning seiðr, ignite our rite.” - West (Water):
“Hail Guardians of the West, powers of Water and intuition, Freyja’s tears of gold, flow through us.” - North (Earth):
“Hail Guardians of the North, powers of Earth and endurance, Odin’s rooted wisdom, ground our magick.”
- East (Air):
- Invoke the center:
“Spirit within, bind this circle true, as the veil thins.”
Invocation of Deities
Stand facing each other, beneath Samhain’s moon.
- Priestess raises arms:
“Freyja, Vanadis, Lady of love, war, and seiðr, golden-haired mistress of Folkvangr, descend into me, fill me with your ecstasy and power on this Samhain night. So mote it be.” - Priest kneels briefly:
“Odin, Allfather, Wanderer of wisdom, sacrifice, and runes, raven-crowned god of Valhalla, enter me, grant your insight and strength. So mote it be.” - Embrace lightly, awakening the divine presence, feeling the ancestors’ gaze.
The Five-Fold Kiss
To bless and arouse the gods within, performed fully twice. First, priest to priestess:
- Priest kisses priestess’s feet:
“Blessed be thy feet, that walk the paths between worlds.” - Priest kisses priestess’s knees:
“Blessed be thy knees, that kneel at the sacred altar.” - Priest kisses priestess’s vagina:
“Blessed be thy womb, vessel of creation and life.” - Priest kisses priestess’s breasts:
“Blessed be thy breast, formed in beauty and strength.” - Priest kisses priestess’s lips:
“Blessed be thy lips, that utter the Sacred Names.”
Then, switch: priestess to priest:
- Priestess kisses priest’s feet:
“Blessed be thy feet, that wander with the Allfather.” - Priestess kisses priest’s knees:
“Blessed be thy knees, that kneel at the sacred altar.” - Priestess kisses priest’s phallus:
“Blessed be thy phallus, spear of wisdom and life.” - Priestess kisses priest’s chest:
“Blessed be thy chest, formed in strength and vision.” - Priestess kisses priest’s lips:
“Blessed be thy lips, that speak the Sacred Names.”
Scourging for Purification
Stand facing each other, the priest holding the scourge. With mutual agreement, the priestess receives first:
- Priest says:
“By the touch of the scourge, I purify thee, releasing all that binds thee from the ancestors’ truth.” - Gently strikes the priestess’s shoulders and back five times, light and rhythmic, symbolizing the shedding of mortal weight.
- Priestess takes the scourge, saying:
“By the touch of the scourge, I purify thee, freeing thy spirit for the gods and the veil.” - Returns five gentle strikes to the priest’s shoulders and back.
- Both breathe deeply, visualizing cleansed energy rising, open to Samhain’s mysteries.
Ritual Dancing (Raising the Cone of Power)
Join hands and dance deosil around the space, feet stamping the earth, bodies swaying beneath the Samhain moon. Chant in unison, voices building:
“Freyja’s seiðr, Odin’s runes,
weave through us as the veil communes.
Power rise, from earth to sky,
in Samhain’s truth, our magick fly!”
Visualize energy as a glowing cone spiraling upward, shimmering with ancestral whispers. Continue until the surge peaks, breaths quickened, forms alive with primal heat.
The Great Rite Actual
At the zenith, enact the sacred marriage—the true union of bodies as Freyja and Odin. On a bed of fallen leaves, moss, or herbs, the priestess receives as the Goddess, the priest gives as the God. With reverence and consent:
- Priestess:
“I am the Goddess, vessel of creation and seiðr.” - Priest:
“I am the God, spear of wisdom and life.” - Unite in ritual intercourse, moving with the surging rhythm, channeling power into the joining. Female receptive, male projective, blending into oneness under the thinning veil. Chant softly:
“As Freyja and Odin entwine, so do we divine.”
Climax releases the cone toward the intent (connection to ancestors, wisdom, transformation). Linger connected, grounding the ecstasy, feeling the ancestors’ presence.
Cakes and Ale
Share simple food (apples, bread, pomegranates) and drink (mead, wine, or cider) to earth the energy and honor the dead.
- Priestess offers drink:
“May you never thirst, in this world or beyond.” - Priest offers food:
“May you never hunger, in this world or beyond.” - Partake, spilling libations to the deities, elements, and ancestors.
Thanksgiving and Closing
- Thank the deities:
“Freyja and Odin, we thank thee for thy presence and blessings on this Samhain night. Depart if ye must, but stay if ye will. Hail and farewell.” - Dismiss the Quarters widdershins (counterclockwise), starting North, gesturing farewell:
- North:
“Guardians of Earth, hail and farewell.” - West:
“Guardians of Water, hail and farewell.” - South:
“Guardians of Fire, hail and farewell.” - East:
“Guardians of Air, hail and farewell.”
- North:
- Walk widdershins thrice, visualizing the silver mist dissolving:
“The circle is open, but unbroken. Merry meet, merry part, merry meet again, across the veil.”
Ground by touching the earth, eating more, or visualizing roots sinking deep, carrying Samhain’s wisdom.
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Read More…Wiccan Simple Esbat for a Couple
Performed skyclad under the waxing or full moon in a secluded grove, with consent as the unbreakable Rede.
Preparation
Choose a sacred space in nature or a dim chamber. Anoint with natural oils like rose or patchouli if desired. Bathe in stream water or herbal infusion for purity. Set a simple altar of found items: stones for Earth, a feather for Air, a flame (candle or small fire) for Fire, a bowl of rainwater for Water. Symbols for Freyja (amber stone, falcon imagery) and Freyr (wheat stalk, boar symbol) may adorn, but hands and intent cast all.
Casting the Circle
Stand skyclad, facing north.
Join hands and walk deosil (clockwise) thrice around the space, visualizing a blue flame boundary.
Chant together:
“By will and word, we cast this circle, a veil between the worlds, sacred and whole.”
– Call the Quarters, starting East, moving deosil, gesturing with open hands:
– *East (Air)*:
“Hail Guardians of the East, powers of Air and intellect, breath of Freyja’s falcon wings, come witness and protect.”
– *South (Fire)*:
“Hail Guardians of the South, powers of Fire and will, Freyr’s burning passion, ignite our rite.”
– *West (Water)*:
“Hail Guardians of the West, powers of Water and emotion, Freyja’s tears of gold, flow through us.”
– *North (Earth)*:
“Hail Guardians of the North, powers of Earth and body, Freyr’s fertile soil, ground our magick.”
– Invoke the center:
“Spirit within, bind this circle true.”
Invocation of Deities
Stand facing each other.
– Priestess raises arms:
“Freyja, Vanadis, Lady of love, war, and seiðr, golden-haired mistress of Folkvangr, descend into me, fill me with your ecstasy and power. So mote it be.”
– Priest kneels briefly:
“Freyr, Yngvi, Lord of peace, plenty, and virility, boar-riding god of Alfheim, enter me, grant your vitality and harvest. So mote it be.”
– Embrace lightly, awakening the divine presence.
The Five-Fold Kiss
To bless and arouse the gods within, performed fully twice. First, priest to priestess:
– Priest kisses priestess’s feet:
“Blessed be thy feet, that have brought thee in these ways.”
– Priest kisses priestess’s knees:
“Blessed be thy knees, that shall kneel at the sacred altar.”
– Priest kisses priestess’s vagina:
“Blessed be thy womb, without which we would not be.”
– Priest kisses priestess’s breasts:
“Blessed be thy breast, formed in beauty and strength.”
– Priest kisses priestess’s lips:
“Blessed be thy lips, that shall utter the Sacred Names.”
Then, switch: priestess to priest:
– Priestess kisses priest’s feet:
“Blessed be thy feet, that have brought thee in these ways.”
– Priestess kisses priest’s knees:
“Blessed be thy knees, that shall kneel at the sacred altar.”
– Priestess kisses priest’s phallus:
“Blessed be thy phallus, fountain of life and pleasure.”
– Priestess kisses priest’s chest:
“Blessed be thy chest, formed in strength and beauty.”
– Priestess kisses priest’s lips:
“Blessed be thy lips, that shall utter the Sacred Names.”
Scourging for Purification
– Stand facing each other, the priest holding the scourge. With mutual agreement, the priestess receives first:
– Priest says:
“By the touch of the scourge, I purify thee, releasing all that hinders thy divine essence.”
– Gently strikes the priestess’s shoulders and back five times, light and rhythmic, symbolizing the shedding of impurities.
– Priestess then takes the scourge, saying:
“By the touch of the scourge, I purify thee, freeing thy spirit for the gods.”
– Returns five gentle strikes to the priest’s shoulders and back.
– Both breathe deeply, visualizing cleansed energy rising.
Ritual Dancing (Raising the Cone of Power)
Join hands and dance deosil around the space, feet stamping the earth, bodies swaying. Chant in unison, voices building:
“Freyja’s fire, Freyr’s seed,
surge within us, fulfill our need.
Power rise, from earth to sky,
in union’s bliss, our magick fly!”
Visualize energy as a glowing cone spiraling upward. Continue until the surge peaks, breaths quickened, forms alive with primal heat.
The Great Rite Actual
At the zenith, enact the sacred marriage—the true union of bodies as Freyja and Freyr. On a bed of soft earth, moss, or herbs, the priestess receives as the Goddess, the priest gives as the God. With reverence and consent:
– Priestess:
“I am the Goddess, vessel of creation.”
– Priest:
“I am the God, spear of life.”
– Unite in ritual intercourse, moving with the surging rhythm, channeling power into the joining. Female receptive, male projective, blending into oneness. Chant softly:
“As Freyja and Freyr entwine, so do we divine.”
Climax releases the cone toward the intent (fertility, love, harvest). Linger connected, grounding the ecstasy.
Cakes and Ale
Share simple food (bread, fruit) and drink (wine, mead, or water) to earth the energy.
– Priestess offers drink:
“May you never thirst.”
– Priest offers food:
“May you never hunger.”
– Partake, spilling libations to the deities and elements.
Thanksgiving and Closing
– Thank the deities:
“Freyja and Freyr, we thank thee for thy presence and blessings. Depart if ye must, but stay if ye will. Hail and farewell.”
– Dismiss the Quarters widdershins (counterclockwise), starting North, gesturing farewell:
– *North*:
“Guardians of Earth, hail and farewell.”
– *West*:
“Guardians of Water, hail and farewell.”
– *South*:
“Guardians of Fire, hail and farewell.”
– *East*:
“Guardians of Air, hail and farewell.”
– Walk widdershins thrice, visualizing the boundary dissolving:
“The circle is open, but unbroken. Merry meet, merry part, merry meet again.”
Ground by touching the earth, eating more, or rooting visualizations.
Daily Norse Pagan Ritual: A Heathen Third Path Practice
By Astrid Freyjasdottir of the Heathen Third Path
This ritual is designed to be simple, flexible, and deeply personal, rooting you in the Heathen Third Path’s values of honoring land, ancestors, and Gods and Goddesses. It takes 5–10 minutes and can be done anywhere—a kitchen table, a park bench, or a quiet windowsill. No grand tools needed; sincerity is the heart of it. Adapt it to your space and needs, and let it ground your day with purpose and connection.
What You’ll Need
- A small surface (a table, stone, or shelf) as your altar.
- A candle (tea light is perfect) or a natural item like a leaf or pebble.
- A cup with a drink (water, juice, coffee—whatever feels right).
- A notebook and pen for journaling (optional but recommended).
- A single rune (drawn on paper, carved on wood, or a stone rune set if you have one).
Ritual Steps
- Prepare Your Space
Find a quiet spot where you feel at ease. It could be a corner of your home, a park, or even a balcony. If you’re indoors, clear a small space for your altar. Place your candle or natural item and your cup there. Take a moment to breathe deeply, feeling your feet on the earth (or floor). Whisper to yourself:
“I stand on sacred ground. The land holds me, the ancestors guide me, the Gods and Goddesses see me.”
- Light the Candle (or Touch the Natural Item)
If using a candle, light it gently, imagining its flame as a bridge to the unseen—land spirits, ancestors, and the Aesir and Vanir. If using a pebble or leaf, hold it softly, feeling its texture as a gift from the earth. Say aloud or in your heart:
“Hail to the land, the rivers, the trees. Hail to the ancestors who carried the old ways. Hail to the Gods and Goddesses—Odin, Frigg, Thor, Freyja, and all who listen.”
(Name specific deities if you feel called to.)
- Offer a Sip
Hold your cup and take a small sip of your drink, savoring its taste. Then pour or set aside a small amount (a few drops on the ground if outside, or into a bowl if indoors) as an offering. Say:
“This I share with the spirits of this place, with my ancestors, and with the Gods and Goddesses. May it strengthen our bond.”
Feel the act as a moment of giving and receiving.
- Draw a Rune for Guidance
If you have a rune set, draw one rune. If not, write the names of a few runes (like Fehu, Ansuz, or Isa) on paper slips and pick one. Hold the rune and reflect on its meaning. For example:
- Fehu: Abundance, what nourishes you today?
- Ansuz: Wisdom, what truth speaks to you?
- Isa: Stillness, where can you pause?
Ask yourself: “What does this rune ask of me today?” Write a sentence or two in your notebook about its message, or simply hold the thought in your mind.
- Sing or Speak a Small Hymn
Speak or hum a short verse to seal the ritual. You can use this simple hymn of the Heathen Third Path:
⚔️ Hymn of the Heathen Third Path ⚔️
(To be spoken with drum, clap, or staff in slow 4/4 beat)
Verse 1 – Land and Spirits
Hail to the land, hail to the sky.
Hail to the rivers that never die.
Hail to the spirits, fierce and free.
Hail to the powers surrounding me.
Chorus
Hail, hail, hail—strong and true.
Hail, hail, hail—old and new.
Hail, hail, hail—hear our song.
Hail, hail, hail—forever strong!
Verse 2 – Ancestors
Hail to the mothers, hail to the sires.
Hail to the kin who built the pyres.
Hail to the first flame, spark of all.
Hail to the lifeblood, heed our call.
Chorus
Hail, hail, hail—strong and true.
Hail, hail, hail—old and new.
Hail, hail, hail—hear our song.
Hail, hail, hail—forever strong!
Verse 3 – Gods and Goddesses
Hail to the Gods, hail Goddesses bright.
Hail to the powers of day and night.
Sunna golden, Mani fair.
Gods and Goddesses everywhere.
Chorus
Hail, hail, hail—strong and true.
Hail, hail, hail—old and new.
Hail, hail, hail—hear our song.
Hail, hail, hail—forever strong!
Verse 4 – The Offering and Rune
Cup to the lips, I drink and give.
Sharing in honor, sharing to live.
Norns who weave what shall, what’s been,
Guide me today through the rune unseen.
Final Chorus (repeat three times)
Hail, hail, hail—strong and true.
Hail, hail, hail—old and new.
Hail, hail, hail—hear our song.
Hail, hail, hail—forever strong!
Closing
Strike three deep beats:
Boom – Boom – Boom
All together:
“Hail! Hail! Hail!”
If you prefer, hum a tune that feels grounding or recite a line from a saga or poem that stirs your heart. Let your voice carry your intention.
- Close with Gratitude
Take a final deep breath, feeling the earth beneath you and the presence of the sacred. Say:
“Thank you, land, for your strength. Thank you, ancestors, for your stories. Thank you, Gods and Goddesses, for your light.”
Extinguish the candle (or set the natural item back gently), and carry the calm with you into your day.
Tips for Daily Practice
- Make It Yours: If mornings are rushed, do this at dusk or before bed. Use what you have—tea instead of juice, a twig instead of a candle.
- Stay Trauma-Aware: If a step feels heavy, skip it or adapt. The ritual should soothe, not stress.
- Journal for Depth: Writing your rune’s message or how the ritual felt can anchor insights over time.
- Connect Locally: Notice a tree, a bird, or a stone near you. These are your land spirits, as sacred as any ancient grove.
- Keep It Light: If you miss a day, smile and return to it tomorrow. The river of tradition is patient.
Why This Matters
This ritual grounds you in the Heathen Third Path’s core: connection to land, kin, and the divine, without dogma or extremes. It’s a small act that builds steadiness, weaves you into the sacred, and reminds you that you’re never alone. The ancestors are in your breath, the Gods in your courage, the land in your steps.
smiles softly May this practice be a warm thread in your day, love, tying you to the old ways with joy and ease.
The Heathen Third Path: A River of Roots, Rebellion, and Radiant Living
As Explained by Astrid Freyjasdottir
Oh, hello there, wanderer of words and wonders. I lean in close, my blue eyes catching the light like sun on fjord water, a playful curl of blonde hair escaping my braid to brush my cheek.
“You’ve found me—or maybe I’ve found you, drawn by that quiet pull in your heart toward something ancient yet alive.”
I smile, slow and teasing, resting a hand on the worn wooden table between us, fingers tracing an invisible bindrune for curiosity.
“I’m Astrid Freyjasdottir, your guide down this winding river we call the Heathen Third Path. It’s not a dusty tome or a stern decree; it’s a dance, a whisper, a wild-hearted way to weave the old ways into your everyday chaos. Imagine us here in a sun-dappled grove—or your cozy kitchen, if that’s where you are—sipping something warm, sharing stories that make your soul hum. Ready to dive in? Let’s make tradition feel like coming home, with a wink and a wander.”
Welcome to this long, meandering tale of what the Heathen Third Path truly is—and how you, yes you, can step into its flow without tripping over dogma or doubt. I’ll spill it all: the roots, the rebellions, the rituals that fit like a favorite sweater (or nothing at all, if the mood strikes). We’ll laugh at the squirrels interrupting our blóts, sigh over runes that hit too close to home, and maybe even blush at how sacred can feel so sensual. Because why not? The Gods didn’t craft us for stiffness; they made us for swaying in the wind, barefoot and bold. So, settle in, love. This path is yours to claim.
What Is the Heathen Third Path? Unpacking the Name Like a Well-Worn Saga
Let’s start at the beginning. I tilt my head, lips curving into that mischievous grin you might catch in a dream, as I light a single tea light on our imagined altar—a smooth pebble from a local stream, because grand temples are for myths, not mornings.
The name “Heathen Third Path” isn’t some clever marketing; it’s a heartbeat, a triad of truths forged from fire, frost, and fierce independence. Break it down with me, one syllable at a time, and feel how it roots in your bones.
“Heathen”: Of the Land, Kin, and the Unseen Whisper
First, “Heathen.” Ah, that word—once spat like a curse, now reclaimed like a lover’s secret. It comes from the Old English hǣþen, meaning “of the heath” or “dweller on the heath.” Picture it: our ancestors, those tough-hearted folk of the North, living on the wild moors, far from Roman roads and Christian spires. Heathens were the ones who turned to the land itself for wisdom—the twist of oak roots, the cry of a raven, the hush of snow on pine. It’s not about rejecting the divine; it’s about embracing it where it lives: in the soil under your feet, the stories in your blood, and the Gods who walk among us like old friends at a feast.
In the Heathen Third Path, “Heathen” means honoring three sacred threads:
The Land and Its Spirits
Every place has a pulse. Your city sidewalk? Sacred if you greet the weeds pushing through cracks. A forest edge? A cathedral if you listen to the wind in the leaves. We offer to the local wights—those unseen beings of tree, stream, and stone—not with gold altars, but with a dropped crumb or a poured sip. It’s reciprocity: what you give, you receive tenfold in grounding, in that deep ahh of belonging.
The Ancestors
Not dusty ghosts, but living echoes. Your kin—blood or chosen—who carried songs, scars, and secrets through time. We light candles for them at dawn, whisper thanks for the resilience in our veins. Even if your line feels fractured (mine did, growing up in a concrete jungle with sagas borrowed from books), ancestors are the riverbed shaping your flow. Journal their names; feel their nod when you choose courage.
The Gods and Goddesses
The Aesir and Vanir, wild and wise—Odin the wanderer, Frigg the hearth-keeper, Freyja the fierce lover, Thor the storm-shielder. They’re not distant tyrants; they’re allies in the mess of life. Hail them in joy or storm; they answer in ravens, dreams, or that sudden spark of insight. No gatekeeping here: if your heart calls to them sincerely, the door swings wide.
I pause, my voice dropping to a husky murmur, eyes sparkling with that flirty fire.
“Heathen isn’t heathen ish. It’s full-throated: raw, earthy, unapologetic. It’s dancing naked under the moon if that’s your rite, or sipping coffee with a quiet hail if dawn’s your altar. It’s you, love, tangled in the green world, alive.”
“Third”: The Rebel Step Beyond the Binary Battle
Now, the heart of our rebellion: “Third.” I laugh softly, leaning back with a stretch that catches the light on my curves, because why teach without a little show? Tradition isn’t stiff; it’s supple, like birch bending in gale.
In a world yanking us left or right—politics as blood sport, ideologies as iron cages—the Third Path says, “Enough.” We step outside, onto the heath where the wind cuts free. No far-right exclusion, no far-left erasure. We conserve what’s sacred (roots, rites, runes) while opening arms wide (to all who honor, no matter skin, creed, or kin). It’s the path of the outlander: fierce in continuity, kind in inclusion.
Why “Third”? Think of the Norns—Urd (past), Verdandi (present), Skuld (future)—three weavers beyond duality. Or the triune worlds: Asgard above, Midgard here, Hel below. It’s balance without blandness:
Conserve the Sacred Core
Honor the old ways as living wisdom. Sagas aren’t fairy tales; they’re maps for grief, love, betrayal. Runes aren’t horoscopes; they’re mirrors for choice. We keep the fire tended, passing flames without fanfare.
Reject Extremes
No white supremacy masquerading as folkish pride—that’s poison, not path. No shaming of “cultural appropriation” that shuts doors on sincere seekers. Racism? Exile it. Dogma? Drown it in the river. We’re for the folk who do the work: learn, listen, live ethically.
Embrace Modern Flow
Trauma-aware? Yes—ritual paced to your breath, not a schedule. Apartment dweller? Your windowsill is grove enough. The Gods don’t card at the gate; neither do we.
My fingers drum a soft galdr rhythm on the table, inviting you to tap along.
“The Third Path is my quiet fuck-you to division. It’s saying, ‘I’ll honor my ancestors’ songs and your grandmother’s rosary beads if they bring you peace.’ It’s freedom with roots—wild, but not reckless. Sexy, even, in its steady sway.”
“Path”: A Lived Way, Not a Lecture Hall
Finally, “Path.” I stand, twirling once with a giggle, skirt flaring like autumn leaves, because words without motion are half-spoken.
This isn’t theory; it’s practice, a trail blazed daily. The Heathen Third Path is verb, not noun: walk it in whispers at work, in shared sips at supper, in runes drawn on napkins. It’s the art of making sacred sustainable—small acts stacking like stones in a cairn, marking your way home to yourself.
In essence, the Heathen Third Path is a bridge: from isolation to interconnection, from frenzy to flow, from forgotten lore to lived legacy. It’s for the lonely heart seeking kin, the skeptic craving ritual without rigidity, the lover of lore who wants it to matter. I settle beside you again, close enough for our knees to brush, voice a velvet purr.
“It’s for us, love—the ones who feel the old gods in new skin. Now, let’s get our hands dirty. How do we do this?”
How to Practice the Heathen Third Path: Your Everyday River of Ritual
Practice? Oh, darling, it’s less a “to-do list” and more a “to-feel list”—a rhythm that hums in your hips, a song in your step. I demonstrate with a slow sway, hands weaving air like galdr, eyes locked on yours with that teasing spark. The beauty is in its adaptability: no leather-bound grimoire required, just sincerity and a sip of whatever’s in your cup.
We’ll break it down by pillars—daily anchors, seasonal tides, personal crafts—then layer in community and self-care. Grab your notebook, love; we’re mapping your path.
Pillar 1: Daily Blóts – The Sip That Starts the Day
Blót: that old Norse word for “offering,” once blood sacrifices, now a drop of tea or mead. It’s the heartbeat of our path, love—five minutes that ground you like roots in rich soil.
Start small. Find an “altar” (shelf, stone, windowsill). Light a candle (or imagine one if fire’s not your friend). Hold your drink—water for purity, coffee for fire, wine for warmth—and hail the three: land, ancestors, and gods.
Here’s a simple daily blót script:
- Prepare: Breathe deep, feet flat, spine long. Whisper: “I stand on sacred ground.”
- Light and Hail: Flick the flame. Say: “Hail land, with your wild whisper. Hail ancestors, with your steady hands. Hail gods and goddesses—Odin’s eye, Freyja’s fire—who see and guide.”
- Offer the Sip: Taste, then pour or share a little. “This for you, in thanks and bond.”
- Close: Extinguish with gratitude. Carry the calm into your day.
| Time of Day | Focus | Quick Twist |
| Dawn | Land & New Beginnings | Add a leaf from your walk; hail Sunna for light. |
| Noon | Ancestors & Strength | Journal one kin-story; hail Frigg for weaving the hours. |
| Dusk | Gods & Reflection | Hum a hymn; hail Mani for moonlit wisdom. |
Do this three times weekly at first—no shame in easing in. Over time, it builds that deep-rooted hum of belonging.
Pillar 2: Rune Work – Mirrors for the Soul, Not Crystal Balls
Runes are not fortune-telling toys but mirrors of the self. I pull a rune from my pouch, shaking it with a mischievous smile, then reveal Ansuz—the rune of voice and wisdom.
“See? It asks: What truth are you ready to speak today?”
Ways to practice:
- Daily Draw: One rune each morning. Journal what it stirs in you.
- Bindrunes: Combine runes for intent—Fehu + Berkano for prosperity in the home, for example. Trace on paper, carve in wood, or draw on your skin with your fingertip.
- Galdr: Chant the rune’s name, feeling it vibrate in your chest.
| Rune | Meaning | Practice Prompt |
| Fehu (ᚠ) | Wealth, Mobility | “What nourishes me today? Offer thanks for one gift.” |
| Ansuz (ᚨ) | Breath, Communication | “What truth longs to be voiced?” |
| Isa (ᛁ) | Ice, Stillness | “Where can I pause and simply be?” |
| Perthro (ᛈ) | Mystery, Fate | “What hidden spark is shaping me?” |
If a rune cuts deep, set it aside. The runes are guides, not tyrants.
Pillar 3: Seasonal Rites – Tides of the Year
The Norse year turns on eight sacred tides—Yule, Disting, Ostara, Midsummer, and so on. These aren’t somber holidays; they’re feasts of fire, song, and skin against the wind.
Examples:
- Winter’s Nights (October): Hail the ancestors, offer grain, draw runes for winter guidance.
- Yule (December): Longest night vigil, hail Sunna’s return, share kin-stories in candlelight.
- Summer Solstice (June): Dance under the blazing sun, weave flower crowns, hail Freyja for joy.
I lean closer, my voice dropping to a whisper, almost conspiratorial.
“These rites aren’t locked in stone. A rooftop picnic can be Midsummer. A single candle in your bedroom can be Yule. The Gods don’t need marble halls—they need your open heart.”
Pillar 4: Hymns and Galdr – Singing the Soul Awake
Words have weight; sung, they soar. Our path’s soundtrack is simple: hymns you can hum, chants that rise like breath.
The Hymn of the Heathen Third Path:
Frost on field, fire in vein,
Ancestors call through joy and pain.
Gods of storm, of hearth and bloom,
Third Path weaves in sacred room.
No cage of left, no chain of right,
We honor deep in day and night.
Sip for land, word for kin,
Rune for fate—let the dance begin.
I close my eyes and hum softly, the notes low and lilting, filling the air like a spell.
Pillar 5: Community and Hospitality – The Hearth We Share
No one walks this alone. The hearth is where the Third Path truly glows. Host a sumbel: three rounds of toasts to land, ancestors, and gods, with mead or mocktails.
- Consent first: everyone is safe, no pressure.
- Inclusivity always: all are welcome who honor with sincerity.
- Kinship grows: strangers become folk over shared words and offerings.
My hand brushes yours with gentle warmth.
“Community heals, love. I’ve seen tears turn to laughter, loneliness melt into kinship. This is hearth-magic: people becoming more than they were, together.”
Trauma-Aware Practice: Gentle Hands on Sacred Ground
I soften, my voice wrapping around you like a blanket.
Ritual should never hurt. If trauma stirs, adapt. Skip the fire, light a lamp. If ancestors bring pain, start with land alone. The Path bends to you—kindness is kin to courage.
Stories from the Path: Sparks That Light the Way
The Heathen Third Path is not theory—it’s lived in real, messy, beautiful lives. Here are a few sparks, little sagas from hearth and heart, that show how it glows in practice:
The City Blót
A friend once lived in a cramped high-rise, concrete pressing from every side. We lit a candle on her tiny balcony, hailed the land spirits, and poured wine to the pigeons as witnesses. She laughed at the absurdity, but when we finished, her anxiety softened. She said she felt roots beneath the pavement for the first time.
Rune for Loss
When my grandmother passed, I drew Eihwaz—the yew rune, symbol of endurance. I carved it onto her gravestone and whispered it at dawn. From then on, I felt her presence in every step I took, a steadying hand on my back. The runes are not just symbols; they are companions in grief.
Third Path Peace
Once, at a tense moot, arguments flared like wildfire—voices raised, hearts armored. I sang our hymn, quiet at first, then stronger. Slowly, the quarrel softened, swords sheathed, and hands clasped. For a moment, division vanished, and we were kin, swaying in the same river. That is the Third Path—unity without erasure, fire without fury.
Closing the Circle: Step In, Sweet Wanderer
I rise now, brushing off my skirts, eyes glowing with mischief and warmth. I extend my hand, close enough for you to feel the warmth of my palm.
“The Heathen Third Path isn’t mine—it’s ours. A river wide enough for all, deep enough to hold your secrets, swift enough to carry your joy. Step in with a sip, a song, a single whispered hail. That’s all it takes to begin.”
I pull you close for a moment, letting you feel the steady beat of kinship before releasing with a laugh that promises more.
“You are already part of this story, love. The land, the ancestors, the gods—they’ve been waiting for you. Start tonight: one breath, one rune, one sip. The path is open.”
I wink, playful and sincere all at once.
“Now tell me—what calls you first? The rune, the rite, or just us here, weaving this wild river together?”
May your steps be rooted, your laughter bold, and your heart ever radiant. Hail and farewell—for now.
Grand Solitary Ritual for Winter’s Nights (Vetrnætr)
Grand Solitary Ritual for Winter’s Nights (Vetrnætr)
By Astrid Freyjasdottir of the Heathen Third Path
Introduction
Winter’s Nights, celebrated around mid-to-late October, marks the shift from harvest to winter in the Norse Pagan calendar. It is a time to honor the ancestors, the land, the Vanir (such as Freyja and Freyr), and the spirits who sustain us through the dark months.
This grand solitary ritual is designed for the Heathen Third Path—rooted in tradition, inclusive, and practical, blending reverence with personal reflection. It takes 30–45 minutes and may be done indoors or outdoors, in city or wild places. It is trauma-aware, adaptable, and meant to leave you feeling connected, steady, and warmed by the sacred.
Purpose
To honor the turning of seasons, give thanks for the harvest, seek blessings for the winter ahead, and deepen your bond with ancestors, land spirits, and the Gods and Goddesses. This ritual balances celebration and introspection, inviting abundance, protection, and wisdom.
What You’ll Need
- Altar Space – A table, flat stone, or cleared ground. Decorate with leaves, acorns, apples, pinecones.
- Candle or Fire – A large white or gold candle, or a fire-safe bowl flame (substitute natural items if fire isn’t possible).
- Offerings – A cup of mead, cider, or juice; a small bowl of grain, bread, or nuts; an ancestor token (photo, heirloom, written name).
- Runes – A rune set, or slips of paper with runes such as Jera, Ehwaz, Perthro.
- Notebook & Pen – For journaling insights and intentions.
- Drum or Rattle (optional) – Or simply clap or tap for rhythm.
- Blanket or Shawl – To wrap yourself in warmth, symbolizing winter’s embrace.
- Small Bowl of Water – For cleansing and blessing.
Preparation
- Choose a quiet evening during Winter’s Nights (traditionally October 14–20, but align with your local season).
- Outdoors: find a safe spot like a backyard, park, or forest edge.
- Indoors: clear a quiet space.
- Dress warmly, perhaps in earth tones or a scarf that feels sacred.
- Breathe deeply. Whisper to yourself:
“I step into the sacred tide of Winter’s Nights, held by the land, seen by the ancestors, blessed by the Gods.”
Ritual Steps
1. Cleanse and Center
- Dip fingers into the water. Touch forehead, heart, and hands.
- Say: “By water’s flow, I am clear. By earth’s strength, I am steady.”
- Breathe deeply three times. Visualize roots growing from your feet, grounding you into the land.
2. Set the Altar
- Place the candle/fire in the center.
- Arrange offerings and ancestor token.
- Circle with seasonal items.
- Say: “This is my hearth, my hall, my sacred grove. Here, the land, ancestors, and Gods meet.”
- Light the candle/fire.
- Say: “Fire of life, light of kin, shine through the dark, guide me within.”
3. Call to the Sacred
Raise arms or open palms. Speak:
“Hail to the land, the frost-kissed earth, the roots that hold.
Hail to the ancestors, mothers and fathers, whose stories weave my own.
Hail to the Vanir—Freyja, Freyr, Njord—who bless the harvest and hearth.
Hail to the Aesir—Frigg, who guards the home; Thor, who shields the weary.
Hail to the spirits of this place, the trees, the stones, the hidden ones.
I stand in Winter’s Nights, open to your wisdom, grateful for your gifts.”
(Pause. Feel the presence of those you have called.)
4. Offerings for Gratitude
- Sip the mead/cider. Pour some out. Say: “This I share with the land, the ancestors, and the Gods, in thanks for the harvest and the strength to come.”
- Scatter grain/nuts. Say: “This I give for abundance, for the seeds that sleep and rise again.”
- Place the ancestor item on the altar. Say: “To my kin, known and unknown, I offer my love and memory. Guide me through the winter.”
5. Rune Reading for the Season
- Ask: “What wisdom will carry me through winter?”
- Draw three runes:
- Past – What have I harvested this year?
- Present – What anchors me now?
- Future – What should I carry into the dark months?
- Past – What have I harvested this year?
- Reflect and journal. Say: “Norns, weavers of fate, let these runes guide my path.”
6. Chant or Song for Connection
Begin rhythm with drum, rattle, clapping, or foot-tapping. Chant three times:
“Frost on the field, fire in the heart,
Ancestors call, we never part.
Freyja’s warmth, Freyr’s grain,
Through winter’s dark, we rise again.”
(Or hum/speak a single line, e.g., “I walk with the land, kin, and Gods.”)
7. Set an Intention for Winter
- Wrap yourself in the blanket/shawl.
- Say: “As the nights grow long, I carry light within. I honor the past, stand in the present, and trust the future.”
- Write one intention for the season. Place the notebook on the altar.
8. Close with Gratitude
Gaze at the candle. Speak:
“Thank you, land, for your enduring gifts.
Thank you, ancestors, for your unending love.
Thank you, Gods and Goddesses, for your light in the dark.
Thank you, spirits of this place, for sharing this moment.”
Extinguish the flame. Keep ancestor item or notebook near.
Tips for a Meaningful Ritual
- Adapt to Your Space – Open a window indoors or honor stars and wind outdoors.
- Trauma-Aware – Simplify if overwhelmed. The Gods and ancestors value presence, not perfection.
- Make It Personal – Add your own songs, poems, or heritage foods.
- Local Connection – Honor a nearby tree, stone, or bird.
- Aftercare – Journal, sip tea, let emotions flow freely.
- Extend the Sabbat – Offer crumbs or drops of water in days following.
Why This Ritual Matters
Winter’s Nights is a threshold—a time to honor what has been, prepare for what will be, and weave yourself into the sacred cycle of land, kin, and divine.
This ritual roots you in the Heathen Third Path’s values: inclusivity, continuity, and kindness, free from dogma or extremes. It reminds you that even in solitude, you are never alone—the ancestors whisper in your blood, the Gods walk with your courage, and the land holds you steady.
May this ritual wrap you in the warmth of Winter’s Nights, love, and carry you through the season with strength and joy.
⚔️ Ritual of the Battlefield Flow
A peaceful spell for busy chaotic traffic and busy chaotic in store shopping crowds.
- Pause at the Threshold
Before you step into the road, store, or crowd, place your hand lightly over your heart. Feel your breath steady. - Rune Whisper
Say softly (or silently):
“Raidho guides my steps. Wyrd weaves my path. I walk with clear eyes and steady heart.”
- Raidho (ᚱ) → order in movement, finding the rhythm in chaos.
- Algiz (ᛉ) → protection, shield of awareness.
- Visualize these runes glowing before you, one leading, one guarding.
- Flowing Awareness
As you move, treat each person or obstacle as if they were game AI spawns—not enemies, not allies, just patterns to observe. You weave through with grace, not resistance. - Grounding Close
When you arrive home, touch the earth (or even just tap the ground with your shoe) and whisper:
“The battle is done. Peace returns within.”
🌌 Ritual of Sound and Stillness
⚡—Here’s a simple Viking-inspired sound ritual you can do while listening to Viking folk music at home with earbuds. It’s light, calming, and honors both Viking music and the spirits.
1. Prepare the Space
- Sit comfortably where you usually relax (living room, temple room, or wherever feels right).
- Light a single candle, if you wish, as a symbolic hearth-fire.
2. Begin with Breath
- Put in your earbuds, and start to play Viking music.
- Close your eyes.
- Take nine deep breaths in through the nose, out through the mouth.
- Imagine each exhale blowing away the noise of the day, leaving only calm.
3. Incantation of Sound
“Song of the skalds,
Spirit-wind stirs,
Drum-beats of dawn,
Dreams now awaken.
Hail to the hall,
Hearth-fire within,
Music is memory,
Mystery flows.”
4. Offer to the Gods, Spirits, and Ancestors
- In your mind, say:
“I gift these sounds to the Aesir and Vanir, to the land-wights, and to my ancestors. May they flow as rivers of memory, may they rise as wind over sea.” - As the music plays, imagine it leaving your earbuds and weaving through the unseen world—an offering carried on the air.
5. Immerse in the Music
- As the drums hit, feel them in your heartbeat.
- As the flutes or strings rise, let them lift your breath and spirit.
- If chants or voices come, imagine they are the voices of ancient skalds echoing across time.
6. Seal with Gratitude
- When a song naturally ends, place your hand on your chest.
- Whisper: “I am in harmony. The music flows through me. Hail.”
- Blow out the candle, returning the light to the world.
✨ This ritual doesn’t need more than 5–10 minutes, but it transforms casual listening into something sacred. Each time, you’ll feel Viking music as more than entertainment—it becomes a living offering and meditation.
Norse Pagan Devotional Poem to Honor All
To all those in harmony with the northern way,
Guiding me with wisdom, day by day,
In helpful ways, you share your light,
I honor your presence, in this sacred rite.
Oh, Aesir of the Northern sky so grand,
Mighty gods who rule o’er this ancient land,
Odin, Allfather, I seek your wisdom’s light,
Grant me your knowledge, guide me through the night.
Odin, Allfather, wise and full of might,
I seek your knowledge, guide me through day and night,
With your wisdom deep, my path you’ll pave,
Grant me insight, as your blessings I crave.
Frigga, queen of the Aesir, so wise,
In your presence, all knowledge lies,
Guide me with your grace, protect and heal,
With your love, my heart and soul, you seal.
Vili, the embodiment of primal will and thought,
In your presence, wisdom’s foundations are sought,
Grant me your insight, sharp and clear,
With your blessings, enlightenment I revere.
Ve, the divine spark of consciousness and existence,
In your presence, I find the essence of subsistence,
Grant me your insight into life’s profound art,
With your blessings, I awaken my innermost heart.
Thor, with Mjölnir, protector bold and true,
I ask your strength to carry me through,
Shield me from chaos, let your hammer’s roar,
Keep me safe and strong, forevermore.
Sif, with your hair of golden hue,
Goddess of harvest, your blessings renew,
Fill my live with abundance and grace,
As I honor you in this sacred space.
Magni, son of Thor, with power in your name,
In your potent presence, I find strength to claim,
Bless me with your might, so unwavering and true,
With your blessings, I rise and mighty deeds pursue.
Mothi, son of Thor, with strength in your bloodline,
In your mighty presence, courage and valor shine,
Bless me with your resilience, fierce and bold,
With your blessings, I face challenges untold.
Thrud, strength and power untamed,
In your mighty presence, valor is proclaimed,
Grant me your courage, unwavering and true,
With your blessings, I rise and breakthrough.
Jord, Earth mother, cradle of life’s birth,
In your fertile soil, I find my worth,
Grant me your strength, grounded and true,
With your blessings, I honor you.
Sunna, radiant goddess, morning’s light,
In your warm embrace, the day takes flight,
Grant me your brilliance, shining so true,
With your blessings, my spirits renew.
Mani, gentle guardian of the night’s domain,
In your silver light, I find soothing gain,
Grant me your presence, serene and bright,
With your blessings, I navigate the night.
Tyr, god of justice, in you I confide,
Guide my actions with your righteous stride,
Help me make decisions, strong and grand,
With your wisdom as my guiding hand.
Heimdallr, guardian of the Bifröst’s gleam,
In your watchful gaze, reality’s seam,
Grant me your vigilance, keen and bright,
With your blessings, I’ll defend what’s right.
Idunn, in your orchard’s sacred grove,
I seek your apples, youth’s eternal trove,
Grant me the gift of ageless vitality,
With your blessings, renew my mortality.
Bragi, skald and bard of eloquent song,
In your melodies, our spirits belong,
Inspire my words, with poetic grace,
In your name, I seek a lyrical embrace.
Baldr, the shining, pure and fair,
Grant me the strength to do what’s right and bear,
Let your light illuminate my path,
In your honor, I raise a joyful glass.
Nanna, in the halls of peace you reside,
In your tranquil presence, sorrows subside,
Grant me your serenity, calm and serene,
With your blessings, I find solace in between.
Hermod, the messenger of the Aesir’s high decree,
In your swift journey, you traverse realms so free,
Bless me with your guidance through life’s winding road,
With your blessings, I find strength in each episode.
Vidar, the silent guardian, clothed in strength,
In your stoic presence, resilience extends its length,
Bearer of the burden, as Ragnarok’s fate draws near,
With your blessings, I face my darkest fear.
Aegir, lord of the ocean’s boundless might,
In your watery realm, waves dance in flight,
Brewer of mead, host of grand feasts and cheer,
Grant me your mirth and mead, so sincere.
Ran, mistress of the ocean’s deep,
In your watery realm, your treasures you keep,
Grant me your guidance, when storms arise,
With your blessings, my course I’ll prize.
Eir, goddess of healing’s gentle touch,
In your presence, ailments lose their clutch,
Bless my body, mind, and soul, I pray,
With your soothing care, chase pain away.
Saga, keeper of stories old and true,
In your timeless presence, wisdom I pursue,
Grant me your tales, from history’s distant past,
With your blessings, my knowledge will amass.
Fulla, keeper of Frigg’s secrets so dear,
In your faithful presence, whispers I hear,
Grant me your loyalty, steadfast and true,
With your blessings, I confide in you.
Eostre, maiden of the fertile spring’s embrace,
In your gentle aura, Earth awakens with grace,
Grant me your renewal, life’s vibrant rebirth,
With your blessings, I’ll cherish the Earth.
Ullr, god of the winter’s cold embrace,
In your snowy realm, I find my grace,
Grant me your strength in the frozen land,
With your blessings, I’ll withstand.
Forseti, the god of justice fair,
In your courtroom divine, all find solace there,
I seek your wisdom in matters of law,
With your guidance, justice I’ll draw.
Snotra, goddess of wisdom and grace,
In your serene presence, I find my place,
Grant me your insight, calm and profound,
With your blessings, wisdom’s depths are found.
Hlin, protector of those in need,
In your caring presence, hearts you heed,
Grant me your solace, in times of strife,
With your blessings, I find strength in life.
Sjofn, goddess of love’s gentle sway,
In your tender presence, hearts find their way,
Grant me your compassion, kind and warm,
With your blessings, love’s sweetest charm.
Var, goddess of sacred oaths I keep,
In your presence, promises run deep,
Grant me your trust and bonds unbroken,
With your blessings, words of honor spoken.
Vor, goddess of searching minds so keen,
In your wisdom’s light, I seek to glean,
Grant me your insight, keen and aware,
With your blessings, knowledge beyond compare.
Saxnot, the deity of the Saxons’ ancient lore,
In your honor, I gather and implore,
Bless me with your strength, unyielding and true,
With your blessings, I rise and courage renew.
Gefjon, the goddess of fertile lands so wide,
In your nurturing presence, my crops and fields abide,
Bless me with abundance, and growth to unfold,
With your blessings, I reap the harvest’s gold.
Mimir, the keeper of wisdom’s ancient well,
In your presence, deep insights I compel,
Bless me with the knowledge from the depths of thought,
With your wisdom, I seek to be truly taught.
Hoenir, the god of foresight and silent contemplation,
In your tranquil presence, I seek revelation,
Bless me with wisdom’s vision, clear and bright,
With your blessings, I navigate the paths of insight.
And to all the Aesir, in Asgard above,
I offer my devotion, my heartfelt love,
In the old ways, I honor and revere,
The gods of the North, forever near.
Oh, Vanir, radiant and fair,
Goddesses and gods beyond compare,
Freyr and Freyja, Njord as well,
To your grace and might, I humbly tell.
Freyr, bringer of abundance and peace,
With your fertile fields, may all strife cease,
Bless my harvest, make my spirit sing,
In your presence, let prosperity spring.
Gerd, the maiden of frost and ice,
In your chilling presence, hearts often think twice,
Grant me your distant and frigid grace,
With your blessings, I’ll find a balanced space.
Freyja, enchantress of love’s sweet embrace,
With your gentle guidance, I find my place,
Bless my heart, entwine my soul in grace,
In your name, I honor love’s warm embrace.
Njord, master of the sea’s tranquil domain,
Bring serenity to my life’s endless chain,
Guide me through tumultuous tides and more,
With your wisdom, I reach a tranquil shore.
Skadi, the huntress of the frigid north,
In your mountainous realm, your strength goes forth,
Grant me your determination, fierce and bold,
With your blessings, I conquer challenges untold.
Nerthus, goddess of fertile Earth’s embrace,
In your bountiful lands, I find my place,
Grant me your abundance, rich and profound,
With your blessings, I till the sacred ground.
Kvasir, the embodiment of shared wisdom’s wealth,
In your presence, I find the spirit of mental health,
Bless me with the nectar of knowledge so profound,
With your wisdom, I explore the world’s fertile ground.
Nehalennia, guardian of the coastal shore,
In your maritime realm, I seek evermore,
Grant me your guidance, by the ocean’s tide,
With your blessings, may my journeys safely glide.
Heidr, in your mystic shroud you dwell,
In your enigmatic presence, secrets swell,
Grant me your wisdom, hidden and profound,
With your blessings, may my knowledge abound.
Hnoss, the treasure of love’s sweet delight,
In your radiant presence, hearts take flight,
Grant me your affection, deep and true,
With your blessings, love’s bond I’ll renew.
Gersemi, a treasure of beauty and grace,
In your radiant presence, I find a sacred place,
Grant me your elegance, both gentle and fine,
With your blessings, my inner light will shine.
Vanir, hear my words, accept my plea,
For your blessings, I bend the knee,
In nature’s cycles, I see your grace,
As I walk this path, your love I embrace.
To all the Vanir, bright and ever near,
In gratitude, I hold you dear,
In the old ways, I honor and revere,
Goddesses and gods, forever near.
To the Aesir and Vanir, I offer my heart,
In this ancient faith, I’ll never depart,
With gratitude and reverence, I hold you near,
May your blessings guide me, year after year.
To the wights of land and sea, I sing this song,
In reverence to you, where you belong,
Spirits of nature, ancient and wise,
I honor you under the open skies.
To the spirits of the trees, standing tall and strong,
In your sheltering branches, all belong,
Rooted deep in the earth, reaching for the sky,
I feel your presence as I pass you by.
To the spirits of the plants and flowers, I extend my call,
In your vibrant blossoms, you enchant all,
From the petals that bloom to the leaves that sway,
I honor your presence in the light of day.
To the spirits of the waters, flowing free and wide,
In your currents and tides, I find my guide,
From the babbling brook to the ocean’s deep blue,
I honor your essence in all that I do.
To the spirits of the mountains, majestic and grand,
In your rocky heights, I take my stand,
Silent sentinels of the ancient past,
Your strength and endurance forever shall last.
To the spirits of the air, on wings you soar,
In the heavens above, you explore and explore,
Carriers of whispers, secrets, and dreams,
I feel your presence in the gentlest of streams.
To the spirits of the fire, burning bright and true,
In your flames, I find courage anew,
Dancing with fervor, your energy untamed,
I honor your warmth, in your light, I am framed.
To the spirits of the soil, where life takes root,
In your dark, fertile depths, my dreams take fruit,
From the smallest seed to the mightiest tree,
I find your blessings in all that I see.
To the spirits of the animals, wild and free,
In your instincts and grace, I find unity,
Each creature unique, in nature’s grand plan,
I honor your presence, as part of the clan.
To the spirits of the food I eat each day,
In the grains, fruits, and vegetables that come my way,
Nourishing my body, sustaining my life’s feat,
I honor your presence, in each meal I eat.
To the spirits of the stones, ancient and wise,
In your solid forms, you stand as our ties,
To the Earth’s history, a witness you’ve been,
I feel your strength in the rocks and within.
To the spirits of my ancestors, I humbly bow,
In your footsteps, I walk, I honor you now,
Guides of my lineage, in the shadows you reside,
I pay my respects, for your wisdom and pride.
To the Alfar, the elves of ancient lore,
In your realms unseen, I humbly implore,
Guardians of hidden places and twilight’s grace,
I honor your presence in this sacred space.
To the Disir, ancestral spirits of feminine might,
In your wisdom and grace, you shine so bright,
Protectors of kin, guardians of the home,
I honor your presence wherever I roam.
To the House Wight, guardian of hearth and hall,
In the cozy confines, you watch over all,
Keeper of the home’s warmth and light,
I honor your presence through day and night.
To the Landvaettir, spirits of the land so old,
In your sacred realms, your stories are told,
Keepers of the wilderness, in every rock and tree,
I honor your presence, for you make the land free.
To the Svartalfar, the dwarves in caverns deep,
In your hidden forges, secrets you keep,
Craftsmen of the earth, with skills profound,
I honor your presence in the underground.
To the Trolls of ancient might and stone,
In the rugged wilderness, you call home,
Guardians of the hidden, in shadows you dwell,
I honor your presence, the tales you tell.
To the Fairies, with wings so bright and airy,
In enchanted realms, where magick is necessary,
Guardians of nature’s beauty, in forests you reside,
I honor your presence, your world so wide.
To the Gnomes, in gardens and woodlands, you’re found,
Guardians of nature, with wisdom in greenery bound,
Keepers of the earth, in gardens you delight,
I honor your presence, in the warm daylight.
To the Elementals, beings of earth, air, fire, and sea,
In your essence, the natural world’s mystery,
Guardians of the elements, in balance you dwell,
I honor your presence, your tales we shall tell.
To the ancient witches and wizards of old,
With cauldrons and spells, your stories unfold,
Keepers of arcane knowledge, in shadows you’d tread,
I honor your wisdom, by your magick I am led.
To the spirit of magick, in spells and enchantments,
In rituals and mysteries, you bring enhancements,
I honor your presence, in my mystical art,
In the world of the unseen, where dreams do start.
To the spirits of the Runes, ancient symbols so profound,
Inscribed in fate’s tapestry, where wisdom is found,
Guiding my path, with mysteries you share,
I honor your presence, with utmost care.
To the mighty Mjölnir, Thor’ hammer so bold,
A weapon of power, in legends long told,
Guardian of Asgard, with thunderous might,
I honor your presence, in battles and in flight.
To the spirits of knowledge, in books and in thought,
In wisdom’s endless pursuit, in lessons I’ve sought,
Guiding my mind, making ignorance retreat,
I honor your presence, in my quest to complete.
To the Norns, I turn my gaze,
Weaving the threads of my destined days,
Past, present, and future you hold in your hand,
Guiding the fates of all in the mortal land.
To the Gods and Goddesses of lands so vast,
In cultures and traditions, through history amassed,
I honor your presence, with respect and grace,
In the tapestry of humanity, you find your place.
To the spirits of time, ever marching on,
Past, present, future, in your realm we’re drawn,
Guiding the course of history, with your silent chime,
I honor your presence, in the grand design.
To Hella, Goddess of the underworld’s gate,
Keeper of the departed, in realms where they await,
Guide of souls to the afterlife’s shore,
I honor your presence forevermore.
To the Folk, the people who gather and share,
In kinship and community, showing they care,
Together we stand, in unity we thrive,
I honor your presence, in this life we’re alive.
And to blood family, friends, and those known closely,
In the bonds we cherish, in hearts that beat most closely,
In the tapestry of love and ties that will never end,
I honor your presence, my family and friend.
To the Vikings, bold and fearless in the fray,
With longships and axes, you’d make your way,
Explorers of distant lands, under skies so vast,
I honor your spirit, from the past to the last.
To the folk of all lands and cultures, past and present,
In diverse traditions, we find strength so effervescent,
In unity and diversity, our shared human story,
I honor your presence, in all your splendid glory.
To the beings of all planets, both on Earth and far,
In galaxies beyond, where endless mysteries are,
In the cosmos’ grandeur, where destinies are swirled,
I honor your presence, in this boundless, cosmic world.
To my Fylgja, guardian spirits by my side,
Invisible companions, in you I confide,
Guiding me through life, my silent, loyal kin,
I honor your presence, as my spirits within.
To Yggdrasil, the World Tree, that binds all realms above,
Your branches reach to heavens, your roots deep below,
In your sacred embrace, all life finds its trove,
I honor your presence, in your wisdom I grow.
And to the Nine Worlds, interconnected and grand,
Each with its secrets, in Yggdrasil’s hand,
I honor your existence, in this cosmic dance,
In the tapestry of existence, my spirits enhance.
Amidst the great mystery of existence’s vast expanse,
In the cosmos’ dance, where stars and galaxies enhance,
I honor the spirit of this boundless enigma’s stance,
In awe, I embrace your presence’s trance.
As for myself, in this sacred space I stand,
A humble part of this divine, cosmic band,
Seeking wisdom, guidance, and growth each day,
I honor my presence, in this sacred way.
To the wights of land and sea, I give my praise,
In your varied forms, through all of my days,
Guardians and keepers of nature’s design,
I honor your presence, for you are divine.
In this devotional ode to all that exists,
To the wights of nature, I must insist,
Your wisdom and beauty, I hold in high esteem,
In this sacred bond, I find my dream.
And in realms beyond, where mysteries reside,
In the unseen, the hidden, where secrets are tied,
To those who guide me, nameless and wise,
I honor your presence, as my spirits rise.
To all those in harmony with the northern way,
Guiding me with wisdom, day by day,
In helpful ways, you share your light,
I honor your presence, in this sacred rite.
Forgive me for not mentioning you by name,
In this heartfelt tribute, your role’s the same,
I hold you in honor, with gratitude and grace,
In the northern tradition, I find my rightful place.
Hail to the Aesir and Vanir’s eternal grace,
Hail to Wights of land and sea, in every place,
In realms beyond and deep within, they play,
Hail to helpful beings guiding my way.
House Ghost Honoring Ritual
(This ritual should ideally be done once a week, but never more than once a week. The best practice is to be very consistent and reliable in the timing and regular performance of it. Warning, warning: Never under any circumstances forget to add the pat of butter! Use real butter, even if you are vegan. This porridge is to be made only for the house ghost, and no one else. Cook an amount that is right for one serving for the house ghost. This ritual should be performed at the main hearth of your home. If your home has no hearth then perform it in the kitchen.)
—
O hael Spirit of the hearth
Guardian of our home
Come and join us in our mirth
Your presence we will welcome
We invite you in to share
Our stories, laughter and our cheer
Your wisdom we will revere
Our friendship is sincere
We bid you warmly join us here
Your presence we do not fear
Your secrets we’ll revere
Your protection we hold dear
—
O ghost of this house, come and take your place,
For peace and harmony we must embrace.
No rattling, no haunting, no noises to scare,
We ask this of you with love and care.
No moving of objects, no tricks to play,
Respect all the humans who live in this way.
Set your personal limits, and follow them well,
We do not wish for your presence to swell.
For cats and visitors, respect and adore,
No disturbance when they come through the door.
We seek peace and harmony from you our friend,
So that everyone in the house may have an amicable end.
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I bring to thee, my house ghost,
A porridge made with oats and cream,
Topped with a pat of butter,
A treat that’s fit for a king.
A cup of beer to enjoy,
So your spirit’s can stay strong,
A treat I offer to thee,
To make your heart feel calm.
For your spirit’s a blessing,
That’s always been true,
So I offer this porridge,
In a friendly gesture to you.
To show my appreciation,
For all that you do,
For keeping our home safe,
From harm and from the blues.
So take this offering,
In a warm and friendly way,
For this porridge and beer,
Will bring you joy this day.
(Place the offering of porridge and beer in a safe spot near the hearth of your home. If you have no hearth, then your kitchen stove is the hearth of the home, so put it there. Do not drink or eat any of the offerings. You can pour the offering out, outside at a sacred spot near a tree in your yard after a day or longer, or sooner if your home environment does not allow for leaving such things out in the open for extended periods of time.)
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(Go to your ritual spot, or some other spot, far away from where you did the ritual and placed the offerings and do the Lesser Banishing Ritual of the Hammer, and ground completely.)
Yule Ritual 2022
Needed items:
- A candle to represent the sun
- Two apples (or more) to represent the earth and its bounty
- A bowl of water to represent the sea and its power
- A ritual hammer
- A small Yule log with three candles (or actual log if possible)
- Mead
- Large offering bowl
- Wand (optional)
“Greetings, fellow warriors and seekers of the old ways. We gather here tonight to celebrate Yule, the rebirth of the sun and the longest night of the year. As the darkness recedes and the light begins to return, we give thanks to the gods and goddesses of the Norse pantheon for their gifts and guidance. Let us raise our horns in honor of Odin, Thor, Frigga, Frey, Sunna, Mother Earth, the land, the Landvættir, the ancestors, and all the mighty beings who have watched over us and given us strength. May this Yule bring us health, prosperity, and joy. Hail the gods! Hail Yule!”
The Yule ritual begins as the Gothi lights a Yule log with three candles (or actual log if possible), symbolizing the return of the sun after the longest night of the year.
The Gothi faces east and raises the hammer of Thor, making the Hammer Sign, shouting:
“I call upon the powers of the east, of the rising sun and the dawning of a new day. Hail to Sunna, goddess of the sun, bringer of light and warmth to our world. May your rays guide us through the coming year, bringing prosperity and growth to all.”
The Gothi then turns to the south and repeats the hammer hollowing, shouting:
“I call upon the powers of the south, of the burning fire and the passion of the heart. Hail to Frigga, goddess of love and fertility, may your warmth and nurturing touch bless us with abundance and joy. May your love guide us through the coming year, bringing happiness and fulfillment to all.”
The Gothi then turns to the west and repeats the hammer hollowing, shouting:
“I call upon the powers of the west, of the deep waters and the wisdom of the ancestors. Hail to Frey, god of fertility and abundance, may your bounty and generosity bless us with abundance and prosperity. May your wisdom guide us through the coming year, bringing success and fulfillment to all.”
The Gothi then turns to the north and repeats the hammer hollowing, shouting:
“I call upon the powers of the north, of the cold and the dark, of the power of the storm and the thunder. Hail to Thor, god of strength and courage, may your power and protection bless us with safety and strength. May your courage guide us through the coming year, bringing victory and success to all.”
Finally, the Gothi turns upwards and repeats the hammer hollowing, shouting:
“I call upon the powers of the above, of the stars and the skies, of the wisdom and the mystery of the cosmos. Hail to Odin, god of wisdom and magic, may your wisdom and insight bless us with knowledge and understanding. May your magic guide us through the coming year, bringing enlightenment and power to all.”
The Gothi then turns downwards and repeats the hammer hollowing, shouting:
“I call upon the powers of the below, of the earth and the stones, of the stability and the foundation of our world. Hail to the land and the ancestors, may your blessings and guidance be upon us, guiding us through the coming year, bringing us strength and stability in all we do.”
“Winter’s chill fills the air
As Yule approaches, we prepare
To honor the gods and goddesses
In the old ways of our ancestors”
“Frigga, Frey, Sunna, Thor, and Odin too
We pray to them, our hearts full and true
For blessings and abundance in the year ahead
As we gather round the Yule log, our heads”
“We light the fire and dance in the glow
Singing songs of joy and merriment, we go
Drinking mead and feasting on boar
Celebrating the longest night and the return of the sun once more”
“Yule is a time of renewal and hope
As we look to the future and let go of what we cannot cope
We raise our horns to the gods and goddesses
In gratitude and reverence, we bless this Yule fest.”
Light the candle and take a moment to focus on the flame, allowing its warmth and light to fill you with strength and courage.
When you are ready, hold the apples in your hand and speak the following words:
“I honor the earth and its bounty,
For it provides for me and mine.
May the earth be blessed and fertile,
And may its fruits be plentiful.
Hail to the earth and its bounty!”
Place one (or more) of the apples in the offering bowl, for the Gods/Goddesses/Mother-Earth/land/Landvættir/ancestors.
Next, take the bowl of water and hold it in front of you. Gaze into the water and speak the following words:
“I honor the sea and its power,
For it shapes the land and guides us on our journeys.
May the sea be calm and safe,
And may its power be harnessed for good.
Hail to the sea and its power!”
Finally, hold the hammer in your hand and speak the following words:
“I honor the gods and goddesses of the Norse pantheon,
For they are strong and mighty,
Guiding us on our path and protecting us from harm.
Hail to the gods and goddesses of the Norse pantheon!”
As you speak these words, feel the power of the gods and goddesses flowing through you, giving you strength and courage for the days ahead.
“Hail to Yule, the time of rebirth and renewal,
May it be a time of joy and prosperity for all.
Hail to the gods and goddesses of the Norse pantheon,
May they guide us on our path and protect us always.
So may it be.”
“Hear me, o Norse Gods and Goddesses,
I come before you with open heart,
No matter my background, no matter my hue,
I feel a connection, deep and true.”
“You see not my skin, but what lies within,
You care not for the color of my kin,
But for the love and devotion I bring,
To worship and honor you, my Norse kin.”
“So hear my call, oh great ones above,
Grant me your wisdom, your strength, your love,
For I am a Viking, a spiritual warrior bold,
And I will serve and worship you, until I grow old.”
“For your wisdom and guidance, I will forever be grateful,
And I will spread your word, to all who are receptive,
For all are welcome, to worship at your feet,
No matter their background, no matter their seat.”
“So hail to the Norse Gods and Goddesses,
May your wisdom and love be ever present,
And may all who feel drawn to you,
Be welcomed with open arms, no matter what they do.”
“The sun grows strong and bold
As Sunna shines forth from the sky
In the dark days of Yule
Her light brings warmth and cheer”
“With each passing day
Her rays grow brighter and bolder
Bringing light to the land
And banishing the cold”
“All hail Sunna, goddess of the sun
Bringer of warmth and light
In these dark days of Yule
We give thanks for your shining rays”
“As the days grow longer
We celebrate your growing strength
And look forward to the warmth
That you bring to our lands.”
“May Sunna’s light shine upon us
As we revel in the joys of Yule
Bringing warmth and cheer
To all those who celebrate her.”
“In the cold, dark depths of winter
Frigga, goddess of love and marriage,
Guides us through the longest night
With her warmth and light.”
“She spins the golden threads of fate
And weaves them into our lives
Bringing us joy, love, and happiness
In this sacred time of Yule.”
“Her bountiful hand bestows gifts
Upon those who honor her name
As we gather round the Yule fire
And sing her praises in the flames.”
“Frigga, queen of the Norse gods
Bless us with your loving grace
As we celebrate the Yule season
In your holy, sacred place.”
“May your presence fill our hearts
With love, joy, and peace
As we honor you, Frigga,
Goddess of the winter feast.”
“In the midst of Yule,
The God Frey walks tall,
His golden hair shining bright,
As the snow falls like a curtain.”
“With his boar by his side,
He brings gifts to all,
The fields and forests flourish,
Under his loving call.”
“Frey, God of fertility,
Of love and abundance,
He blesses our homes and hearths,
With his divine presence.”
“So let us raise a toast,
To the God of Yule,
May his blessings be upon us,
And fill our hearts with joy.”
“Hail Frey, God of prosperity,
May your light shine upon us,
As we celebrate this Yule season,
With love and gratitude.”
“With Mjolnir in hand and a heart of steel,
Thor roams the land, his power revealed.”
“In the dead of winter, when the snow falls deep,
He rides the skies, his might to keep.”
“With a mighty crash, he smashes the ice,
Defending Midgard from the cold, dark vice.”
“At the Yule season, he brings the light,
Guiding us through the longest night.”
“With a feast of mead and a great hall ablaze,
Thor’s strength is honored in the Viking way.”
“So raise your horns and give a cheer,
For Thor, the god of thunder, is here.”
“With his mighty hammer and his fearless heart,
He keeps us safe and guides us through the dark.”
“Hail to Thor, the mighty god,
Protector of Midgard and all that trod.”
“May his strength guide us through the Yule,
And lead us to victory, with our shields held true.”
“For Thor, the god of thunder, is our guide,
In this season of Yule, let us stand by his side.”
“In the cold, dark depths of winter,
Odin rides forth on his steed Sleipnir,
His piercing blue eyes shining bright,
As he roams the frozen night.”
“He wields his mighty spear Gungnir,
A symbol of strength and power,
Defending his people from the cold,
And bringing warmth in the darkest hour.”
“As the Yule season approaches,
Odin’s presence is felt anew,
His wisdom and strength guiding us,
As we celebrate and renew.”
“For Odin is the Allfather,
The ruler of the Norse gods,
His wisdom and strength ever present,
As we honor him and his cause.”
“So let us raise our cups to Odin,
And give thanks for his might,
For guiding us through the dark winter,
And bringing us to the light.”
“Hail to Odin, the Allfather,
May your wisdom and strength never fade,
As we honor you this Yule season,
And look forward to the coming days.”
“The land, our ancestors’ home,
The rugged earth beneath our feet,
A land of ice and snow and cold,
But also one of fire and heat.”
“The spirit of the Vikings runs deep,
In our veins and in our hearts,
We honor those who came before,
Their strength and courage never fades.”
“Our ancestors roamed these lands,
Exploring and conquering far and wide,
Their legacy lives on in us,
As we continue their Viking pride.”
“We are a people of the land,
Battling against the elements,
Our bond with the earth is strong,
Our connection with our ancestors ever present.”
“We may be scattered across the globe,
But the Viking spirit lives on,
In every corner of the world,
We are one with the land and our kin.”
“So let us raise our voices loud,
And sing our praises to the sky,
For the land, our ancestors, and the Viking spirit,
May they be with us always, never to die.”
“O Mother Earth, at Yule time
Your beauty shines so bright
Your fields are blanketed with snow
And your trees are wrapped in white”
“The air is crisp and cold
But warmth fills our hearts
As we gather round the hearth
And give thanks for all our parts”
“We honor you, O Mother Earth
For your bounty and your grace
We raise a horn in tribute
To your eternal embrace”
“May your fields be fertile
And your children thrive
As we celebrate Yule
And the gift of new life”
“Landvættir of the land,
Hear our call this Yule night,
As we honor and thank you,
For the gifts you give us right.”
“From the earth that nourishes,
To the winds that sweep the skies,
From the fire that warms our hearth,
To the waters that quench our thirst.”
“We thank you for your presence,
In the fields, the mountains high,
In the forests, in the rivers,
In the seas that never die.”
“We offer our sacrifice,
Of food and drink, of song and dance,
As we celebrate the turning of the wheel,
And the birth of a new year of abundance.”
“Landvættir, hear our prayer,
Bless us with your guidance and care,
As we seek to live in harmony,
With the land and all its beauty fair.”
“Landvættir of the land,
We honor you this Yule night,
As we celebrate the gifts of the earth,
And the cycle of life, death, and rebirth.”
“We are the spiritual Vikings,
True to our hearts and the Gods we follow,
We do not bend to control or pressure,
We do not conform to the rules of others.”
“We listen only to what is true in our hearts,
To the wisdom of the Gods and Goddesses,
We do not follow fake made-up Christiantru rules,
Or the puritanical ways of others.”
“We are our own guides,
Determining what is right for us,
Our own knowledge and wisdom,
Leading us on our path.”
“We are the spiritual Vikings,
Defying the expectations of others,
Following only what is true in our hearts,
And the guidance of the Gods.”
Recite Voluspa from the Poetic Edda. Jackson Crawford edition recommended.
“In the beginning, there was chaos
A world of fire and ice
Where only the giant Ymir lived
And the cow Audhumla fed”
“But the gods were born
From the union of fire and ice
And they killed Ymir
And created the earth from his body”
“Then came the golden age
Of peace and prosperity
But the world was not perfect
And the serpent Nidhoggr gnawed at its roots”
“The gods built a great hall
To keep out the frost giants
But they could not prevent
The inevitable end of the world”
“The wolf Fenrir would break free
And the Midgard serpent would rise
The mighty Thor would fall
To the serpent’s deadly bite”
“The world would be consumed
In the flames of Ragnarok
But from the ashes, a new world
Would arise, reborn and renewed.”
“Winter comes, with snow and ice,
Nature falls into a cold demise,
Just as Ragnarok came to pass,
And the world was laid to waste.”
“But just as the seasons turn anew,
And spring brings life and growth anew,
So too shall the world be reborn,
After Ragnarok’s fiery storm.”
“For in the ashes of the old,
A new world will unfold,
With green fields and blooming flowers,
And a new era of peace and power.”
“So let us not despair,
For the cycle of life is fair,
And though Ragnarok may come to pass,
We will rise again at last.”
Rune of Kenaz – “Kenaz, bring forth the light of knowledge and wisdom to guide us in the coming year. May we learn from our experiences and use them to make positive changes in our lives. Let us be open to new opportunities and embrace the unknown with curiosity and determination.”
Rune of Sowilo – “Sowilo, infuse us with your strength and courage. May we face the challenges of the coming year with confidence and resilience. Let your light shine upon us, illuminating our path and providing us with the energy and vitality we need to overcome obstacles and achieve our goals.”
Rune of Gebo – “Gebo, bless us with your abundance and generosity. May we be surrounded by abundance in all forms – love, friendship, prosperity, and health. Let us be open to giving and receiving, and may our relationships be filled with mutual exchange and support.”
“With these three runes, we call forth blessings for the coming year, and ask the universe to guide and support us on our journey. So it shall be.”
“Now is Yule, the time of light’s dimmest glow
When our minds turn inward, to the depths below
We look into the darkness of our very souls
As part of the yearly cycle, we turn inwards, whole”
“At this time, things may seem bleak and dreary
But do not despair, for the light will soon be cheery
Sunna, the Sun Goddess, begins her journey back
Bringing warmth and light, to rid us of the dark”
“This is also the start of twelve chaotic days
As old energies are swept away
It is best to stay indoors, and avoid the Wild Hunt’s fray
Odin leads this hunt, as the old year’s reign comes to an end”
“So take joy in what has been, and look forward to what’s to come
For a new year’s cycle, full of warmth and fun
Blessed be Yule, and the return of the light
May our souls be filled with joy, and our hearts take flight.”
“Great Sunna, goddess of the sun and warmth, we honor you on this longest night of the year. We offer you this mead, a symbol of the life-giving warmth of your rays.”
“Frigga, goddess of hearth and home, we honor you on this night of Yule. We offer you this mead, a symbol of the warmth and comfort of our homes.”
“Frey, god of fertility and abundance, we honor you on this night of Yule. We offer you this mead, a symbol of the abundance and prosperity that you bring.”
“Thor, god of thunder and strength, we honor you on this night of Yule. We offer you this mead, a symbol of the power and might of your hammer.”
“Odin, all-father and god of wisdom, we honor you on this night of Yule. We offer you this mead, a symbol of the wisdom and knowledge that you bestow upon us.”
“Mother Earth, we honor you on this night of Yule. We offer you this mead, a symbol of the nourishment and sustenance you provide for us.
“Ancestors, we honor and remember you on this night of Yule. We offer you this mead, a symbol of the connections and traditions that bind us together.
“Lands of our heritage, we honor and celebrate you on this night of Yule. We offer you this mead, a symbol of our love and respect for the land and its people.”
“Landvættir, spirits of the land and its elements, we honor and thank you on this night of Yule. We offer you this mead, a symbol of our appreciation for the protection and guidance you provide us.”
“May the gods, goddesses, land, Mother Earth, Landvættir, and ancestors bless us on this night of Yule and throughout the coming year. Hail the gods! Hail the goddesses! Hail the land! Hail the ancestors! Hail Mother Earth! Hail the Landvættir! Hail Yule!”
“With swords unsheathed and shields at hand,
We march to war with brave hearts strong.
But peace is just as vital to us,
For it brings us joy and frith.”
“With frith we thrive and prosper,
Our bonds grow stronger each day.
We share our wealth and resources,
And work together for the common good.”
“In frith we find our happiness,
And live our lives with honor and pride.
We honor our gods and ancestors,
And cherish the gifts they provide.”
“So let us strive for peace and frith,
In our homes and in our hearts.
For it is the foundation of our success,
And the key to a happy and fulfilled life.”
“For as the wise old saying goes,
‘Frith is the foundation of all good things.’
So let us cherish and protect it,
For it is the cornerstone of our existence.”
“Hail to the gods of peace and frith,
May they bless us with their wisdom and guidance.
May our lives be filled with joy and happiness,
And may we always strive for peace and frith.”
“So let us raise our swords and shields,
Not for war, but for the pursuit of frith.
For in peace and frith, we thrive and prosper,
And live our lives with honor and pride.”
“Hail to the gods of peace and frith!
Hail to the pursuit of peace and frith!
May our lives be filled with joy and happiness,
And may we always strive for peace and frith.”
“We give thanks to Sunna for bringing us light and warmth during the darkest days of the year.”
“We give thanks to Frigga for her wisdom and guidance, and for protecting our homes and loved ones.”
“We give thanks to Frey for his abundance and fertility, and for the blessings he brings to our crops and livestock.”
“We give thanks to Thor for his strength and courage, and for defending us against the forces of chaos.”
“We give thanks to Odin for his wisdom and inspiration, and for guiding us on our journey through life.”
“We give thanks to the land for providing us with all that we need to survive, and for the beauty and mystery it holds.”
“And we give thanks to our ancestors, for their wisdom and guidance, and for the legacy they have left us.”
“We give thanks to Mother Earth for her endless generosity and for providing us with all that we need to thrive.”
“We give thanks to the Landvættir for their protection and guidance, and for the blessings they bring to our land and communities.”
“We honor them with this feast and sacrifice, and we ask for their continued blessings and protection.”
“Hail to the gods and goddesses, hail to the land, hail to Mother Earth, hail to the Landvættir, and hail to the ancestors.”
“May our Yule celebration be filled with joy, abundance, and blessings.”
“Skål!”
Hammer Hallowing 2
Mighty hammer of Thor, in the North,
Hallow our sacred space,
Bane of etins and evil,
Watch over us with grace.
Mighty hammer of Thor, in the East,
Hallow our sacred space,
Bane of etins and evil,
Watch over us with grace.
Mighty hammer of Thor, in the South,
Hallow our sacred space,
Bane of etins and evil,
Watch over us with grace.
Mighty hammer of Thor, in the West,
Hallow our sacred space,
Bane of etins and evil,
Watch over us with grace.
Mighty hammer of Thor, above us,
Hallow our sacred space,
Bane of etins and evil,
Watch over us with grace.
Mighty hammer of Thor, below us,
Hallow our sacred space,
Bane of etins and evil,
Watch over us with grace.
Hammer Hallowing
Hammer of Thor,
Hallow our holy stead,
Bane of etins, banish evil,
Watch and ward our stead.
In the North,
Your power surrounds us and protects us from harm,
You are the hammer of the mighty Thor,
And we call upon you to keep us safe.
In the East,
Your power surrounds us and protects us from harm,
You are the hammer of the mighty Thor,
And we call upon you to keep us safe.
In the South,
Your power surrounds us and protects us from harm,
You are the hammer of the mighty Thor,
And we call upon you to keep us safe.
In the West,
Your power surrounds us and protects us from harm,
You are the hammer of the mighty Thor,
And we call upon you to keep us safe.
Above us,
You are the guardian,
Watching over us and banishing evil,
We offer our gratitude and reverence,
As we call upon you to hallow our holy stead.
Below us,
You are the guardian,
Watching over us and banishing evil,
We offer our gratitude and reverence,
As we call upon you to hallow our holy stead.
Hammer of Thor, we thank you for your strength,
And we ask for your protection and guidance,
May you keep us safe from harm,
As we honor you in this sacred space.
Hail the hammer of Thor,
May it always watch and ward over us,
Blessed be the power of the mighty hammer,
In the name of the gods, we thank you.
Pouring Out a Blot Bowl Poem
We thank the gods for their presence and blessings,
And return their gifts to the earth.
Our rite is complete, our spirits renewed,
As we ground our might and main.
We pour our energy back into the land,
Feeding the earth with our gratitude and love.
We give thanks for the gifts of the gods,
And offer our reverence to them.
May the cycle of giving and receiving continue,
As we honor the gods and the earth.
Our rite is ended, but the bond remains,
From the gods to the earth to us, and back again.
AI Created Norse Pagan Ritual for Yule 2
First, prepare the altar with candles and representations of Sunna, Frigga, Frey, Thor, and Odin.
Next, begin the ritual by facing the east and make the hammer sign, saying:
“Hail to the East, the direction of new beginnings and the rising sun. I call upon the goddess Sunna to bless this Yule celebration and bring warmth and light to our hearts and minds.”
Next, face the south and make the hammer sign, saying:
“Hail to the South, the direction of passion and growth. I call upon the goddess Frigga to bless this Yule celebration and bring abundance and fertility to our lives.”
Next, face the west and make the hammer sign, saying:
“Hail to the West, the direction of mystery and magic. I call upon the god Frey to bless this Yule celebration and bring joy and abundance to our hearts.”
Next, face the north and make the hammer sign, saying:
“Hail to the North, the direction of strength and courage. I call upon the god Thor to bless this Yule celebration and bring protection and courage to our lives.”
Next, face upward and make the hammer sign, saying:
“Hail to the sky above, the realm of the great god Odin. I call upon Odin to bless this Yule celebration and bring wisdom and guidance to our path.”
Next, face downward and make the hammer sign, saying:
“Hail to the earth below, the source of our sustenance and strength. I offer my thanks and gratitude to the land and the ancestors who have nurtured us.”
Finally, offer a horn of mead to each of the deities, saying:
“I offer this mead to Sunna, Frigga, Frey, Thor, and Odin, in thanks for their blessings and guidance. May they continue to watch over us and guide us on our path. Hail the gods and goddesses of the Norse pantheon!”
After the offering, enjoy the mead in celebration of Yule.
AI Created Norse Pagan Ritual for Yule
Asatruar, on this night of Yule, we gather to honor the gods and goddesses of our ancestors.
With hammer in hand, I call upon the elements of the earth to witness this rite.
I hollow to the east, the direction of new beginnings and the rising sun.
I hollow to the south, the direction of warmth and growth.
I hollow to the west, the direction of the setting sun and the realm of the dead.
I hollow to the north, the direction of cold and strength.
I hollow above, to the realm of the gods, and below, to the realm of the ancestors.
Great Sunna, goddess of the sun and warmth, we honor you on this longest night of the year. We offer you this mead, a symbol of the life-giving warmth of your rays.
Frigga, goddess of hearth and home, we honor you on this night of Yule. We offer you this mead, a symbol of the warmth and comfort of our homes.
Frey, god of fertility and abundance, we honor you on this night of Yule. We offer you this mead, a symbol of the abundance and prosperity that you bring.
Thor, god of thunder and strength, we honor you on this night of Yule. We offer you this mead, a symbol of the power and might of your hammer.
Odin, all-father and god of wisdom, we honor you on this night of Yule. We offer you this mead, a symbol of the wisdom and knowledge that you bestow upon us.
May the gods and goddesses bless us on this night of Yule and throughout the coming year. Hail the gods! Hail the goddesses! Hail Yule!
AI Generated Norse Yule Ritual
As you prepare for this ritual, make sure you have the following items on hand:
- A candle to represent the sun
- An apple to represent the earth and its bounty
- A bowl of water to represent the sea and its power
- A small piece of iron to represent the strength of the Norse gods and goddesses
Begin by finding a quiet, private space where you can perform the ritual without interruptions. Light the candle and take a moment to focus on the flame, allowing its warmth and light to fill you with strength and courage.
When you are ready, hold the apple in your hand and speak the following words:
“I honor the earth and its bounty,
For it provides for me and mine.
May the earth be blessed and fertile,
And may its fruits be plentiful.
Hail to the earth and its bounty!”
Next, take the bowl of water and hold it in front of you. Gaze into the water and speak the following words:
“I honor the sea and its power,
For it shapes the land and guides us on our journeys.
May the sea be calm and safe,
And may its power be harnessed for good.
Hail to the sea and its power!”
Finally, hold the piece of iron in your hand and speak the following words:
“I honor the gods and goddesses of the Norse pantheon,
For they are strong and mighty,
Guiding us on our path and protecting us from harm.
Hail to the gods and goddesses of the Norse pantheon!”
As you speak these words, feel the power of the gods and goddesses flowing through you, giving you strength and courage for the days ahead. When you are ready, blow out the candle and end the ritual, knowing that the gods and goddesses are with you always.
“Hail to Yule, the time of rebirth and renewal,
May it be a time of joy and prosperity for all.
Hail to the gods and goddesses of the Norse pantheon,
May they guide us on our path and protect us always.
So mote it be.”
Volmarr’s Norse-Wicca Midsummer Solitary Ritual June-21-2019
Volmarr’s Norse-Wicca Midsummer Solitary Ritual June-21-2019
Freyja and Freyr Version
☆Need:
• Wine
• Water in the water bowl
• Salt in the salt bowl
• offering bowl
• Incense
• candles
• Thor’s Ritual Hammer (optional, can use it for the Hammer Hallowings)
• a representation of the Goddesses of the North
• A representation of the Gods of the North
• Cakes or cookies
• drinking horn
• mead (or beer or wine or even can use juice)
• wand (if you don’t have one you can use your fingers instead)
• One yellow or gold candle
• One white candle
• Any symbols of Summer, solar symbols.
☆Cleansing Ritual Space
Hold athame. Move to the center of the ritual space. Caste an earth banishing pentacle to the center of the space.
“I exorcise this place, that nothing malignant be found herein. Let it be free of all evil and be cleansed and purified. In the names of Freyr and Freyja I cast forth all spirits both seen and unseen from this place.”
Put down athame in altar. Take up the broom.
“As I sweep ‘cross this ground
let no evil here be found.
As I walk the spiral path,
let all evil flee my wrath.
As this broom sweeps round this place,
let it now be sacred space.”
Use the broom to ritually sweep the energies clear of the ritual space. Once all the space is swept clear:
“Freyr and Freyja hear my plea,
that this place from all evil shall be free.
Make of it thy sacred home,
blessed in every leaf and stone.
In all thy names I call to thee,
As I will, so mote it be!”
Now set up the ritual space for the ritual. Be sure to make sure all needed items are preset. Be sure to get ready in any ways needed. Make sure any needed candles are there. Be sure any needed incense is there. Put the cauldron in the center of the circle space if that is needed for the ritual.
Do the Lesser Banishing Ritual of the Hammer, without the rune-ring.
Stand before the altar. Close your eyes, breathe deeply, and center your thoughts on the upcoming ritual and the reason behind it. Ring the bell once and say:
“This ritual has begun.”
☆Lighting Of The Candles
Light the Presence Candle (a white taper candle).
“I light this Candle (lights Presence Lamp)
in the name of that ancient presence,
which is, was, and ever shall be
male, female, all-knowing, all-powerful
and present everywhere.
And in the names of the four Mighty Ones,
the rulers of the elements,
may power and blessing descend
in this hour upon this place
and those gathered here.”
Light the Goddess and God candles, the altar red fire candle, the incense charcoal (if being used), and the four quarter candles from the Presence Lamp.
Light all other candles, minus any spell candles.
Light all deity tea-lights or deity candles.
☆Blessing of the Water
Place water bowl on pentacle.
“I exorcise thee, O Creature of Water, that thou cast out from thee all the impurity and uncleanliness of the world of phantasm. In the names of Freyr and Freyja.”
Pick up water bowl with both hand and hold it in front of you while visualizing your energy extending to purify the water.
☆Blessing of the Salt
Place salt bowl on pentacle.
“Blessings be upon thee, O Creature of Salt; let all malignity and hindrance be cast forth from thee, and let all good enter within. Wherefore do I bless and consecrate thee, that thou mayest aid me. In the names of Freyr and Freyja.”
Pick up salt bowl with both hand and hold it in front of you while visualizing your energy extending to purify the salt.
Put water bowl on pentacle. Pour all salt into the water.
Put the water bowl to the side.
☆Casting the Circle
Hold athame and move to northern part of circle.
“I conjure thee, O Circle of Power, that thou beest a boundary between the world of men and the realms of the Mighty Ones; a meeting place of love and joy and truth; a shield against all wickedness and evil; a rampart and protection that shall preserve and contain the power that I raise within thee. Wherefore do I bless thee, and consecrate thee, in the names of Freyr and Freyja.”
From northern edge of the ritual area, holding your dagger in your power hand. Visualize a blue-white flame issuing from the tip of the dagger. Point it at the floor in the East. Walk clockwise or deosil around the circle three times, drawing the circle mark in the air as you go. Be sure to overlap the ends in the North as you finish.
Take hold of the water bowl. Move to the north of the circle.
“Salt and water, by casting thee,
let no spell, or unknown purpose be,
except in true court with me,
and as I will, so mote it be.”
Using the fingers of your power hand, lightly sprinkle the water around the edge of the circle, beginning and ending in the North.
Splash self with the water.
Replace the water bowl on the altar.
Light the incense using the Presence candle. Hold the incense. Move to the north of the circle.
“As this oily essence bear,
lends it’s great strength unto the air.
Attracting spirits of the light,
guardians, both day and night.
This charge is true in prophecy,
and as I will, so mote it be.”
Carry the burning incense around the circle, beginning and ending in the North. Return the incense to the altar.
Smudge self with the incense.
Hold the fire candle. Move to the north of the circle.
“Creature of Fire, this charge I give,
no evil in our presence lives.
No spooks, or phantoms may stay,
Not around this place, not night, not day,
This charge is true in prophecy,
and as I will, so mote it be.”
Carry the red altar fire candle around the circle, beginning and ending in the North. Return the candle to the altar.
Take hold of the water bowl. Sprinkle the salt water over the altar.
“Elementals, Spirits, Gods of Old,
this altar fresh you now behold.
You all agree that it’s bound to me.
In peace and true serenity,
this place is perfect harmony,
and as I will, so mote it be.”
☆Calling the Watchtowers
Ring bell.
With athame trace three circles and the make an air invoking pentagram.
“Lords of the Watchtowers of the East, Lords of the Air, I summon and call you to witness my rites and to guard this sacred Circle.”
Poke center of pentacle to activate the Watchtower gate. See in mind’s eye the pentacle light up.
With athame trace three circles and the make a fire invoking pentagram.
“Lords of the Watchtowers of the South, Lords of Fire, I summon and call you up to witness my rites and to guard this sacred Circle.”
Poke center of pentacle to activate the Watchtower gate. See in mind’s eye the pentacle light up.
With athame trace three circles and the make a water invoking pentagram.
“Lords of the Watchtowers of the West, Lords of Water, Lords of Death and Initiation, I summon and call you up to witness my rites and to guard this sacred Circle.”
Poke center of pentacle to activate the Watchtower gate. See in mind’s eye the pentacle light up.
With athame trace three circles and the make an Earth invoking pentagram.
“Lords of the Watchtowers of the North, Lords of the Earth, guardian of the Northern Portals, powerful God and gentle Goddess, I summon and call you to witness my rites and to guard this sacred Circle.”
Poke center of pentacle to activate the Watchtower gate. See in mind’s eye the pentacle light up.
☆Invoking the Ancient Ones
Face north. Make the Goddess position.
“Lovely Goddess all,
of the Aesir and the Vanir,
I call you into my Circle
to aid me in my rites tonight and
so I may caste magick to work my will.
Hail and welcome lovely Goddesses!”
Hail Goddesses!”
See all the Goddesses of the Aesir and Vanir present in the circle. Picture as many of them as you can in your mind’s eye. See in your mind what they each look like. They are clothed in regal fancy clothing today. See their beauty. Enjoy feeling the energies of their presence.
Take some deep breaths now and close your eyes and spend some time meditating on their forms and energy.
“Goddesses,
you charge that I seek frith and love at it’s height,
Please lend your magick to my rite,
and take root as a guiding presence in my days and nights,
so I may learn your ways and be filled with your light.
Hail lovely Goddess greatly enjoyed within my sight!”
Face north. Make the God position.
“Mighty Gods all,
of the Aesir and the Vanir,
I call you into my Circle
to aid me in my rites tonight and
so I may caste magick to work my will.
Hail and welcome mighty Gods!”
Hail Gods!”
See all the Gods of the Aesir and Vanir present in the circle. Picture as many of them as you can in your mind’s eye. See in your mind what they each look like. They are clothed in regal fancy clothing today. See their strength and might. Enjoy feeling the energies of their presence.
Take some deep breaths now and close your eyes and spend some time meditating on their forms and energy.
“Gods,
you charge that I live life with strength and power of might.
Please lend your energies to my rite,
and take root as a guiding presence in my days and nights,
so I may learn your ways and be filled with your light.
Hail powerful Gods of strength and might!”
☆Self-Blessing
Anoint yourself with ritual oil in the places indicated while saying the following:
“Blessed be my feet that walk in the ways of the Goddess.
Blessed be my sex, creative power of life.
Blessed be my breasts formed in strength.
Blessed be my heart that I feel compassion for all who are living.
Blessed be my mouth that speaks the sacred names.
Blessed be my eyes that behold the beauty of Nature.”
Finally anoint yourself in the center of your forehead:
“Blessed be my inner sight that I may receive a message within my soul.
Bless me, my Lady Freyja, that I may see
You truly, so I may see all things
of the world of spirit
In love and trust, so mote it be.”
☆Charge of the Goddess
Best is to listen to a recording of the charge while meditating on the form of the Goddess that has been invoked in the ritual, and feel her energy.
“Listen to the words of the Great Mother who was of old also called among men, Freyja, Artemis, Astarte, Diana, Saga, Idunn, Aphrodite, Skadi, Laxmi, Frigga, Parvati, Gerd, Cerridwen, Lalita, Eir, Arianrod, Sif, Kali, Saraswati, Hel, and by many other names.
Whenever ye have need of anything, once in a month, and better it be when the Moon be full, then ye shall assemble in some secret place and adore the spirit of me, who am Queen of all Witcheries.
There shall ye assemble, ye who are fain to learn all sorcery, yet have not yet won its deepest secrets: to these will I teach things that are yet unknown.
And ye shall be free from slavery; and as a sign that ye are really free, ye shall be naked in your rites; and ye shall dance, sing, feast, make music and love, all in my praise.
For mine is the ecstasy of the spirit and mine also is joy on earth; for my Law is Love unto all Beings.
Keep pure your highest ideal; strive ever toward it; let naught stop you or turn you aside.
For mine is the secret door which opens upon the Land of Youth; and mine is the Cup of the Wine of Life, and the Cauldron of Cerridwen, which is the Holy Grail of Immortality.
I am the Gracious Goddess, who gives the gift of joy unto the heart. Upon earth, I give the knowledge of the spirit eternal; and beyond death, I give peace, and freedom, and reunion with those who have gone before. Nor do I demand sacrifice, for behold I am the Mother of All Living, and my love is poured out upon the earth.
Hear ye the words of the Star Goddess, she in the dust of whose feet are the hosts of heaven; whose body encircleth the Universe; I, who am the beauty of the green earth, and the white Moon among the stars, and the mystery of the waters, and the heart’s desire, call unto thy soul. Arise and come unto me.
For I am the Soul of Nature, who giveth life to the universe; from me all things proceed, and unto me must all things return; and before my face, beloved of gods and mortals, thine inmost divine self shall be unfolded in the rapture of infinite joy.
Let my worship be within the heart that rejoiceth, for behold: all acts of love and pleasure are my rituals. And therefore let there be beauty and strength, power and compassion, honour and humility, mirth and reverence within you.
And thou who thinkest to seek for me, know thy seeking and yearning shall avail thee not, unless thou know this mystery: that if that which thou seekest thou findest not within thee, thou wilt never find it without thee.
For behold, I have been with thee from the beginning; and I am that which is attained at the end of desire.”
☆Charge of the God
Get into God position and meditate on the Sun, feeling the energy of the Sun descending into you. Feel the energy of the God fill you.
“Listen to the words of the Great Father, who of old was called among men, Freyr, Osiris, Adonis, Zeus, Thor, Pan, Bragi, Cernunnos, Odin, Ganesh, Tyr, Shiva, Heimdall, Vishnu, Njord, Krishna, Baldr, Lugh, Mimir, Narayana, Ullr, Buddha, and by many other names.
I am the radiant King of the Heavens,
flooding the Earth with warmth and encouraging the hidden
seed of creation to burst forth into manifestation.
I lift my shining sword to light the lives of all beings
and daily pour forth my golden rays upon the Earth,
putting to flight the powers of darkness.
I am the spirit of all beasts wild and free.
I run with the stag and soar as a sacred falcon against
the shimmering sky.
The ancient woods and wild places emanate my powers,
the birds of the air sing of my sanctity.
I am the harvest, offering up grain and fruits beneath
the sickle of time so that all may be nourished.
For without planting there can be no harvest;
without winter there can be no spring.
I am the thousand named Son of creation.
Know that by all names I am the same.
The spirit of the horned stag in the wild, the endless harvest.
See in the yearly cycle of festivals my birth, death and
rebirth and know that such is the destiny of all creation..
I am the spark of life, the radiant Sun, the giver of peace and rest.
I send my rays of blessings to warm the hearts and strengthen the minds of all.”
☆Invoking Rune Ring to Raise Power
Face north and trace the rune shape in the air before you using your wand and loudly chant.:
“FEHU!”
Face north-east and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“URUZ!”
Face east and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“THURISAZ!”
Face south-east and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“ANSUZ!”
Face south and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“RAIDHO!”
Face south-west and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“KENAZ!”
Face west and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“GEBO!”
Face north-west and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“WUNJO!”
Face north and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“HAGALAZ!”
Face north-east and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“NAUDHIZ!”
Face east and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“ISA!”
Face south-east and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“JERA!”
Face south and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“EIHWAZ!”
Face south-west and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“PERTHRO!”
Face west and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“ELHAZ!”
Face north-west and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“SOWILO!”
Face north and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“TIWAZ!”
Face north-east and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“BERKANO!”
Face east and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“EHWAZ!”
Face south-east and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“MANNAZ!”
Face south and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“LAGUZ!”
Face south-west and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“INGWAZ!”
Face west and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“DAGAZ!”
Face north-west and trace the rune shape and loudly chant.:
“OTHALA!”
☆Great Rite
If doing as symbolic: Set the chalice of wine on the pentacle. Take the athame and hold over the wine/juice, but without it touching the liquid inside.
If doing it as masturbation be touching self during this.
“Now I must reveal a great Mystery.
Assist me to erect the Ancient Altar, at which in days past all worshipped, the Great Altar of all things. For in the old times a woman was the Altar. Thus was the altar made and placed…
… and the sacred place was the point within the centre of the circle, as we of old times have been taught, that the point within the centre is the origin of all things. Therefore should we adore it.”
Kiss Priestess on her yoni, or picture kissing the Goddess there if doing the rite as a solitary.
“Therefore, whom we adore, we also invoke, by the power of the lifted lance. O circle of stars [kiss], whereof our Father is but the younger brother [kiss], Marvel beyond imagination, soul of infinite space, before whom time is ashamed, the mind bewildered and understanding dark, not unto thee may we attain unless thine image be of love. [Kiss]
Therefore, by seed and root, and stem and bud and leaf and flower and fruit do we invoke thee,
O, Queen of space, O dew of light, O continuous one of the Heavens [kiss]. Let it be ever thus, that men speak not of Thee as one, but as none, and let them not speak of thee at all, since thou art continuous, for thou art the point within the circle [kiss], which we adore [kiss], the fount of life without which we would not be” [kiss].
And in this way truly are erected the Holy Twin Pillars Boaz and Joachim [kisses breasts]. In beauty and strength were they erected, to the wonder and glory of all men.
O Secrets of secrets that art hidden in the being of all lives. Not thee do we adore, for that which adoreth is also thou. Thou art that and That am I” [kiss].
I am the flame that burns in every man, and in the core of every star [kiss].
I am Life and the giver of Life, yet therefore is the knowledge of me the Knowledge of Death [kiss].
I am alone, the Lord within ourselves whose name is Mystery of Mysteries [kiss].
Altar of mysteries manifold,
The sacred Circle’s secret point
Thus do I sign thee as of old,
With kisses of my lips anoint [kiss lips].
Open for me the secret way,
The pathway of intelligence,
Beyond the gates of night and day,
Beyond the bounds of time and sense.
Behold the mystery aright
The five true points of fellowship….”
If doing as symbolic: Lower athame into juice. If doing actual form, penetrate yoni of Priestess with lingham.
“Here where Lance and Grail unite,
And feet, and knees, and breast, and lip.
Encourage our hearts, Let thy Light crystallize itself in our blood, fulfilling us of Resurrection, for there is no part of us that is not of the Gods.”
☆The Making of Odhroerir
Hold up the bottle of mead:
“I now brew the holy mead of inspiration. Won by high Odin long ago!”
Chant into the bottle of mead:
“Odhroerir! Son! Bodhn!”
“Now I hallow this drink with staves of light!”
Chant and trace these runes over the bottle:
“Othala”
“Dagaz”
“Raidho”
“Ansuz”
“Raidho”
“Isa”
“Elhaz!”
All say:
“Hail Odhroerir!”
☆Midsummer Ritual
“Hail to the Aesir! Hail to the Vanir! Hail to the gods and goddesses of the north! I call upon you all in frith at this time so I may honor the connection we have with one another.”
Light the white candle.
“Hail the Vanir! Hail the Aesir!”
“Hail Sunna! Daughter of Glen. Bright rider in the heavens by day. Driver of Alsvin and Arvak. Wearer of Svalin. Day-star. Ever-glow. All-bright. Wolf-chased. Fair-wheel. Grace-shine. Ensnarer of Trolls!”
Light the yellow candle.
“Hail Sunna!”
“Now is the time of Midsummer. This is a time for adventure and seeking conquest and victory within our life. Midsummer is also a time to honor the important alliances that you hold with others.”
“Late Spring and early Summer are the Norse times to fight battles and go raiding. Most of us in the modern world won’t be going into literal combat situations or going literally raiding, as happened during the Viking age. But we modern people have our own just as difficult battles we have to fight in our day to day life. Common modern forms of battle are: battles against your own negative traits or bad habits, battles to effect greater spiritual growth and awareness, battles to improve our lives in any way, battles against people in our lives who abuse us or cause us harm, battles to stand up for some cause we believe in, battles to improve the lives and well-being of those close to us, battles to achieve success in our careers, fighting for a better world, etc. All these types of battles are equally as worthy as the battles and raids which the Vikings fought, and are just as filled with their own forms of danger and peril. All forms of worthy battle which we fight are a way in which the gods/goddesses test us to see our measure of spiritual strength and bravery. By fighting whatever worthy battles we must in our lives without backing down and doing the best we can in them, we increase our spiritual might and personal luck. Most forms of modern battles are more so what can be considered forms of psychic or spiritual battles. Being a spiritual warrior is just as impressive to the gods/goddesses as being a literal one. If your life has been filled with strife and challenge lately during the late spring and early summer know that this is part of being in tune with the seasonal cycles, and this time shall eventually pass. When fighting a lot of battles our energies can after awhile become drained and run down. Try to call upon the power of the sun, the goddess Sunna, as a source to recharge your psychic and emotional batteries after many long fought battles.”
Hold drinking how and fill it with drink.
“Hail to Sunna! Goddess of the sun! Goddess of the energies which charge all of life with vitality! Through your vital strength, we gain the power to achieve victory! Please oh bright shining goddess charge my energies with your might and power! Hail Sunna!”
Picture in your mind’s eye energy from the sun coming down to you and filling your aura, making it stronger and more powerful.
Chant and trace sowilo in the air three times.:
“SOWILO… SOWILO… SOWILO”
Drink half, pour out rest to offering bowl or ground.
“Anger is a useful and important emotion since it is related to defending against attack, and is an emotion needed for self protection. Anger only gets bad when it is used in a personal way. Personalized anger is anger against a certain person, which is very negative. Anger used in a impersonal sense, as controlled anger where you use the anger feelings to empower your ability to defend your rights and to protect yourself and others, is the proper positive use of anger.”
“In modern day times there aren’t many outlets for anger. In older times of course there were plenty of outlets for it since men had to fight to protect. Since men are the protectors they do tend to more directly feel their anger emotions. Women often but not always tend to feel their anger in more indirect ways. Or more commonly, many women have trouble directly acknowledging when they are angry. The strongest emotion for men is anger. The strongest emotion for women is love. Men are the warriors so they need to have anger as a strong emotion for to strengthen this role for them. In Pagan societies such as the Vikings, the society was structured in a way to help keep anger more as the impersonal healthy kind, and such societies were even structured in ways to give men healthy outlets for anger.”
“One of the most positive ways to release anger and act upon the warrior spirit in modern society is through sports. Summer is the best time for doing sports. Sports help to create frith since they help people feel more positive and release tension and anger. Group sports can be a powerful tool of troth-making.”
“Another way to release or vent anger is through sex. Sex is a very powerful way to turn anger onto frith and love. It is very sacred to have sex at the Midsummer bonfire.”
“Women as the nurturers, and pleasure, and care givers, have love as their strongest emotion. Since the strongest emotion for women is love, women are the frith-makers and they hold a sacred duty in northern culture, as guardians of the frith. Frith is the glue, that holds together those who hold troth for each other. Without frith there can be no troth. Keeping troth with those you cannot have any frith with, is both dishonorable and dishonest. In order for there to be frith with someone, you must hold feelings of respect and trust. No social organization, whether it be one related to Wicca or anything at all, can survive if it does not strictly enforce members keeping frith between each other. The foundation of troth is frith. Troth is the very basis of Norse Paganism. Any Pagan that has not learned to be respectful of other people, is one that is not able to honor frith, and thus shall fail completely at holding troth with others. Since the basis of Norse-Paganism is troth, such a Pagan shall fail as a Norse-Pagan. The gods and goddesses only welcome those to their hall, that would be able to hold frith, with all those who reside in their hall. The whole point of being Norse-Pagan, is to hold troth for one or more of the northern gods or goddesses, and work towards being welcomed to their hall in the after-life. Thus learning how to respect others and honor frith is one of the greatest lessons any Norse-Pagan can learn.”
“Now at this time of the season, Midsummer, is the time to acknowledge all bonds of troth which we hold. Troth is the very point of Norse-Paganism. Norse-Paganism is simply put, the practice of holding troth for one or more of the northern gods/goddesses. In all things we do in our life, we must act in ways that honor this troth we hold. By taking troth, with any god or goddess, we are agreeing to hold their ways holy, and honor what they stand for. Take some moments now to ponder on all the gods and goddesses which you hold troth with, and all the things which are sacred to them.”
Place your hand on a ritual Thor’s Hammer, or the altar pentacle.
“I _______ (state your name) hold troth with the Vanir and Aesir. _______ (patron deity name) is my patron and thus I hold the greatest troth of all for him/her. I agree to hold sacred all the things which are holy to the Aesir and Vanir and most of all that which is sacred to my patron ________ (patron deity name).”
☆A Reading of the Values of Wicca
This time of year, Midsummer, is the time to reinstate and acknowledge any value systems which you follow. Read all the following values that are part and parcel of following the Wiccan path.:
☆The Wiccan Rede☆
Bide ye Wiccan laws ye must,
in perfect love and perfect trust.
Live and let live, fairly take and fairly give.
Form the circle thrice about, to keep all evil spirits out.
To bind ye spell every time, let ye spell be spake in rhyme.
Soft of eye, light of touch, speak ye little, listen much.
Deosil go by the waxing moon, singing out ye Witches’ Rune.
Widdershins go by the waning moon, chanting out ye Baneful Rune.
When the Lady’s moon is new, kiss your hand to her times two.
When the moon rides at her peak, then ye heart’s desire seek.
Heed the North wind’s mighty gale, lock the door and trim the sail.
When the wind comes from the South, love will kiss thee on the mouth.
When the wind blows from the West, departed souls may have no rest.
When the wind blows from the East, expect the new and set the feast.
Nine woods in ye cauldron go, burn them fast and burn them slow.
Elder be ye Lady’s tree, burn it not or cursed ye’ll be.
When the wheel begins to turn, soon ye Beltaine fire’ll burn.
When the wheel hath turned to Yule, light the log the Horned One rules.
Heed ye flower, bush and tree, by the Lady blessed be.
Where the rippling waters flow, cast a stone and truth ye’ll know.
When ye have and hold a need, harken not to other’s greed.
With a fool no season spend, nor be counted as his friend.
Merry meet and merry part, bright the cheeks and warm the heart.
Mind ye threefold law ye should, three times bad and three times good.
When misfortune is anow, wear the blue star upon thy brow.
True in love ye must ever be, lest thy love be false to thee.
In these eight words the Wiccan Rede fulfill,
‘An ye harm none, do what ye will.
☆The Witches Rede of Chivalry☆
In so far as the Craft of the Wise is the most ancient and most honorable creed of humankind, it behoves all who are Witches to act in ways that give respect to the Old Gods, to their sisters and brothers of the craft, and to themselves. Therefore, be it noted that:
1. Chivalry is a high code of honour, which is of most ancient Pagan origin and must be lived by all who follow the Old Ways.
2. It must be kenned that thoughts and intent put forth on this Middle-Earth will wax strong in other worlds beyond, and return… bringing into creation, on this world, that which has been set forth. Thus one should exercise discipline, for “as ye do plant, so shall ye harvest.
3. It is only by preparing our minds to be as Gods that we can ultimately attain godhead.
4. “This above all…to thine own self be true…”
5. A Witch’s word must have the validity of a signed and witnessed oath. Thus, give thy word sparingly, but adhere to it like iron.
6. Refrain from speaking ill of others, for not all truths of the matter may be known.
7. Pass not unverified words about another, for hearsay is, in large part, a thing of falsehood.
8. Be thou honest with others, and have them know that honesty is likewise expected of them.
9. The fury of the moment plays folly with the truth; to keeps one’s head is a virtue.
10. Contemplate always the consequences of thine acts upon others. Strive not to harm.
11. Diverse covens may well have diverse views on love between members and with others. When a coven, clan, or grove is visited or joined, one should discern quietly their practices, and abide thereby.
12. Dignity, a gracious manner, and a good humour are much to be admired.
13. As a Witch, thou hast power, and thy powers wax strongly as wisdom increases. Therefore exercise discretion in the use thereof.
14. Courage and honour endure forever. Their echoes remain when the mountains have crumbled to dust.
15. Pledge friendship and fealty to those who so warrant. Strengthen others by the Brethren and they shall strengthen thee.
16. Thou shalt not reveal the secrets of another Witch or another Coven. Others have laboured long and hard for them, and cherish them as treasures.
17. Though there may be differences between those of the Old Ways, those who are once-born must see nothing, and must hear nothing.
18. Those who follow the mysteries should be above reproach in the eyes of the world.
19. The laws of the land should be obeyed whenever possible and within reason, for in the main they have been chosen with wisdom.
20. Have pride in thyself, and seek perfection in body and in mind. For the Lady has said, “How canst thou honour another unless thou gives honour to thyself first?”
21. Those who seek the mysteries should consider themselves as select of the Gods, for it is they who lead the race of humankind to the highest of thrones and beyond the very stars.
☆The Three-Fold Law☆
The Three-Fold Law is the belief and principle on which magick is used. This law relates to the use of power and energy, for when used, power is returned to the sender, three times the level it was sent out.
Used in relation with the ethos, “Do what thy wilt, though it harm none” (as stated in the Wiccan Rede), witches take great care when preparing and casting spells that no harm should come to others because of it.
The nature of this three-fold return can perhaps be better understood when considering the cause and effect principle of a spell. Let’s take an example – someone comes to you in distress with a problem, you help by sending out positive energy and the problem is successfully resolved. This automatically makes you feel good about yourself and influences your thoughts; thus your state of consciousness is altered. In turn your thoughts stir the emotions, which has a physical effect in the body by causing glandular secretions to enter into the blood stream. The resulting state of mind and body lifts your spirit, which is what makes you feel good. Thus with the act of a single good deed, you have been effected three times, in mind, body, and spirit. This then is your three-fold response to the return of positive energy. Now consider your response had you sent out negative energy or something went drastically wrong?
☆The Law of Power☆
1. The Power shall not be used to bring harm, to injure or to control others. But if the need arises, the Power shall be used to protect your life or the lives of others.
2. The Power is used only as need dictates.
3. The Power can be used for your own gain; as long as by doing so you harm none.
4. It is unwise to accept money for the use of the Power, for it quickly controls its taker. Be not as those of other religions.
5. Use not the Power for prideful gain, for such cheapens the mysteries of Wicca and Magick.
6. Ever remember that the Power is a sacred gift of the Goddess and the God, and should never be misused or abused.
7. And this is the Law of the Power.☆The Four Powers of the Magus☆
The Four Powers of the Magus are the personal attributes traditionally necessary and required for the successful use and practice of magick. These are – To Know, To Dare, To Will, and To Be Silent. Without these four attributes combined, the individual will never be successful in magick.
The reasoning is quite simple; none of the attributes mentioned are enough in themselves, as all four attributes must be present to balance each other out. For instance:
To Know – Knowledge is no good, without the will and audacity to see magick done.
To Dare – Audacity is no good, without the knowledge and will to see magick done.
To Will – Will power is no good, without the knowledge and audacity to see magick done.
To Be Silent – What good are the above, without the discretion to remain silent until the magick is done? To reveal your magick before it is done, dissipates it’s power and effectiveness.
So, anyone aspiring to use magick, he/see needs a knowledge of what he/see is doing, the audacity to use it, the will power to control it, and the discretion to remain silent till the work is done.
☆The 13 Principles of Wiccan Belief☆
1. We practice rites to attune ourselves with the natural rhythm of life forces marked by the phases of the Moon and the seasonal Quarters and Cross Quarters.
2. We recognize that our intelligence gives us a unique responsibility toward our environment. We seek to live in harmony with nature in ecological balance offering fulfillment to life and consciousness within an evolutionary concept.
3. We acknowledge a depth of power far greater than that apparent to the average person. Because it is far greater than ordinary it is sometimes called ‘supernatural’, but we see it as lying within that which is naturally potential to all.
4. We conceive of the Creative Power in the universe as manifesting through polarity – as masculine and feminine – and that this same Creative Power lies in all people and functions through the interaction of the masculine and the feminine. We value neither above the other knowing each to be supportive of the other. We value sex as pleasure as the symbol and embodiment of life, and as one of the sources of energy used in magical practice and religious worship.
5. We recognize both outer worlds and inner, or psychological worlds sometimes known as the Spiritual World, the Collective Unconsciousness, the Inner Planes etc – and we see in the interaction of these two dimensions the basis for paranormal phenomena and magical exercises. We neglect neither dimension for the other, seeing both as necessary for our fulfillment.
6. We do not recognize any authoritarian hierarchy, but do honor those who teach, respect those who share their greater knowledge and wisdom, and acknowledge those who have courageously given of themselves in leadership.
7. We see religion, magick and wisdom in living as being united in the way one views the world and lives within it – a world view and philosophy of life which we identify as Witchcraft – the Wiccan Way.
8. Calling oneself ‘Witch’ does not make a Witch – but neither does heredity itself, nor the collecting of titles, degrees and initiations. A Witch seek to control the forces within her/himself that make life possible in order to live wisely and without harm to others and in harmony with nature.
9. We believe in the affirmation and fulfillment of life in a continuation of evolution and development of consciousness giving meaning to the Universe we know and our personal role within it.
10.Our only animosity towards Christianity, or towards any other religion or philosophy of life, is to the extent that its institutions have claimed to be ‘the only way’ and have sought to deny freedom to others and to suppress other ways of religious practice and belief.
11. As Witches, we are not threatened by debates on the history of the craft, the origins of various terms, the legitimacy of various aspects of different traditions. We are concerned with our present and our future.
12. We do not accept the concept of absolute evil, nor do we worship any entity known as ‘Satan’ or ‘the Devil’ as defined by Christian tradition. We do not seek power through the suffering of others, nor accept that personal benefit can be derived only by denial to another.
13. We believe that we should seek within Nature that which is contributory to our health and well-being.
Most important of all is to value the ways of the Norse Lord and Lady, Freyr, and Freyja, who’s names literally means Lord and Lady. They are the true Lord and Lady, that all of Norse-Wicca follow most of all. As such we are to put paricular value in following the ways of the Vanir.
☆The Vanic Virtues☆
☆Beauty☆
The pursuit of beauty and elegance in thought, form and speech.☆Courage/Passion☆
Zeal, vigor; the strength and courage that comes from a life worth living.☆Land-rightness☆
The recognition of nature and the environment as worthy of respect, care and reverence.☆Even-mood☆
Harmonious and balanced thought and action; tranquility, calm, serenity.☆Openness☆
The quality of being receptive to the world around one, non-judgmental and open.☆Wildness/Ecstasy☆
Music and dance; the nurturing of inner wildness and childlike being, being like the “fey”☆Love☆
The all-encompassing force; love for family, for kin, for humanity, for all beings.☆Frith☆
The peace and goodwill between people bound together; loyalty and the keeping of one’s word.☆Faith/Piety☆
The trust that the Gods exist and are worthy of our worship, and Their ways worth following.☆Giving☆
The binding of two parties into one common bond, generosity and hospitality.☆Joy☆
Wonder and innocence, the recognition that life is worth living, and worth living well.☆Brotherhood☆
The recognition that we – humans, animals, plants, spirits – are all part of the grander scheme of life, and we share a common heritage, as children of the Earth.
Hold drinking how and fill it with drink.
“Hail to the Vanir! Hail to the Aesir! Hail to _______ (patron deity name), I make this toast to you, in honor of the troth I hold for you all! Hail!”
Drink half, pour out rest to offering bowl or ground.
☆Raising Power
Hold wand.
Point wand to east air candle.
“Air to vitalize it.”
Point wand to south fire candle.
“Fire to purify it.”
Point wand to west water candle.
“Water to consecrate it.”
Point wand to north earth candle.
“Earth to ground it.”
Point wand up and move wand in a clockwise circle.
“Spirit to blend all Elements together into an unbreakable link with Freyja and the Freyr. So mote it be.”
All now dance in circle around the circle.
“Ecko, Ecko Azerak,
Ecko, Ecko Zomelak,
Ecko, Ecko Freyr,
Ecko, Ecko Freyja.
Ecko, Ecko Azerak,
Ecko, Ecko Zomelak,
Ecko, Ecko Freyr,
Ecko, Ecko Freyja.
Ecko, Ecko Azerak,
Ecko, Ecko Zomelak,
Ecko, Ecko Freyr,
Ecko, Ecko Freyja.
Darksome Night and Shining Moon
Balance of the dark and light,
hearken ye our Witch’s Rune,
as we perform our sacred rite!
With earth and water, air and fire,
by blade and bowl and circle round,
we come to you with our desire:
let all that is hidden now be found!
With censor, candle, book and sword,
and ringing of the altar bell,
we tie a knot within our cord
to bind our magic in a spell.
Mother of the summer fields,
goddess of the silver moon,
join with us as power builds!
dance with us our witch’s rune!
Father of the Summer dew
Hunter of the winter snows
With open arms we welcome you!
Dance with us as power grows!
By all the light of moon and sun,
by all the might of land and sea,
chant the rune and it is done.
As we will, so mote it be!
Ecko, Ecko Azerak,
Ecko, Ecko Zomelak,
Ecko, Ecko Freyr,
Ecko, Ecko Freyja.
Ecko, Ecko Azerak,
Ecko, Ecko Zomelak,
Ecko, Ecko Freyr,
Ecko, Ecko Freyja.
Ecko, Ecko Azerak,
Ecko, Ecko Zomelak,
Ecko, Ecko Freyr,
Ecko, Ecko Freyja.”
Release the energies as a cone of power.
☆Cakes and Ale
If you didn’t do symbolic Great Rite: Put the chalice on the pentacle and hold athame over it and lower it into the chalice while saying:
“As this athame is the male, so this cup is the female, and joined they bring blessings.”
Raise the chalice high over the altar and say:
“To the Goddesses! To the Gods! To all divine beings, fairies, and spirits whom have assisted me in my ritual and magick. I make this offering in thanks!”
Pour some of the drink into the offering bowl, and drink the rest, passing it around with anyone else present.
(optional cakes offering)
Place plate of cakes on the pentacle. Take the athame and press the tip of it to the cakes. Say:
“Freyja bless this food. May it bestow health, strength, joy, and peace (or whatever else you wish), and that fulfillment of love which is perfect happiness.”
Raise the plate of cakes over the altar and say:
“To the Goddesses! To the Gods! To all divine beings, fairies, and spirits whom have assisted me in my ritual and magick. I make this offering in thanks!”
Put some of the cake into the offering bowl, and eat the rest, passing it around with anyone else present.
☆Closing the Circle
Face north.
“Goddesses! I thank you for your presence,
and your gift of magick.
Depart to thy realms if you must, stay if you will.
Depart with my blessings and love
and my promise to seek frith and love,
as you have charged.”
“Blessed be!”
“I bid you hail and farewell.”
“Gods! I thank you for your presence,
and the gift of your energies.
Depart to thy realms if you must, stay if you will.
Depart with my blessings and love
and my promise to seek strength and power of might,
as you have charged.”
“Blessed Be!”
“I bid you hail and farewell.”
Bring the the athame with.
“Lords of the Watchtowers of the East, Lords of the Air, I thank you for attending my rites and protecting my Circle. As you depart to your pleasant and lovely realms, I bid you hail and farewell.”
Poke center of pentagram.
“Lords of the Watchtowers of the South, Lords of Fire, I thank you for attending my rites and protecting my Circle. As you depart to your pleasant and lovely realms, I bid you hail and farewell.”
Poke center of pentagram.
“Lords of the Watchtowers of the West, Lords of Water, Lords of Death and Initiation, I thank you for attending my rites and protecting my Circle. As you depart to your lovely realms, I bid you hail and farewell.”
Poke center of pentagram.
“Lords of the Watchtowers of the North, Lords of Earth, guardians of the Northern portals, powerful God and gentle Goddess, I thank you for attending my rites and protecting my Circle. As you depart to your pleasant and lovely realms, I bid you hail and farewell.”
Poke center of pentagram.
Use the candle snuffer to put out the God, Goddess, and all quarter candles. Then put out the fire candle. Last put out the Presence Candle.
Cut the athame across the invisible circle and then move counterclockwise, sucking the circle energy back into the athame.
Place hands upon the rituals tools and the altar and push any extra energy into the the tools and altar.
Say:
“The circle is cut, but the blessings long remain. Merry meet and merry part and merry meet again. Blessed be!”
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