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We went out for a private summer solstice blot, me and my husband. I had been thinking about a good location, a spot we can return to again and again, here on our little plot of land. There were possibilities but I hadn’t decided. My husband, who isn’t of my faith but respects it, came with me out to look. And he said, “What about those rocks up there?” He pointed out towards the wild ground just outside our land, towards the woods. “There is a spot up there that I think would be just right.”

He showed me to a large rock. It wasn’t flat, didn’t have the qualities of an altar, but it just felt right. We both stood there and looked, and both said that yes, this is right, this location.

Just as we had decided, I realized we should look at it from the other side. The ground is wild and overgrown, we could from where we stood only see a little bit. So we walked around it, and it felt as though it just clicked. There. The first rock was only one of several, there were four large rocks close to each other, reaching up to my chest at least. They stood in a slight arch, and in front of them stood a sightly lower, fifth rock. This was it.

We lit Mother’s and Father’s candles. We offered potent raspberry mead. To Father, to Mother, to any other God watching over us, and to the ancestors. For a good summer. For our family. For a child. For us to stand strong together even if no child comes.

It was beautiful. There are many words words to say and write but I believe I should leave it at that, for tonight. I wish you all a happy summer solstice, and a brilliant summer.

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Hey there, I’m back home again after a couple of hours of hard work, and I thought I should tell you a little bit more about that strange event last night.

First of all, let me say this: I’m pretty sure this was a so-called “supernatural” event. Not that it isn’t natural… I just mean I really can’t find a physical reason for those dark drops to have ended up on me. I was inside in a perfectly dry room. No open windows, no condensation above. I was sitting perfectly still and couldn’t have knocked something over or anything, and I was alone in the room (my Husband was on the second floor) so there was no-one there who could have been teasing. The drops literally came out of nowhere.

 

Ok, making the assumption that the whole thing was somehow spiritually connected, there are now a number of questions floating in my mind. My gut reaction right after it happened was to sit down an meditate, and see if anything came up. Using the runes to ask for answers also felt like a good idea.

 

So I sat down and went into meditation, trying to reach both Mother and Father. And also Freya, since she’s come to me recently with some insights. With closed eyes I fingered my bag of runes, and started to ask questions.

Those dark drops… what were they? 

I drew three runes: Ansuz – Wunjo – Thurisaz

The first rune confirms the spiritual nature of the whole event, signalling that they originated in the spiritual or divine realm, and that they might even have been a message. Wunjo points at joy and positive energy, or even love. Thurisaz is connected with male energy, a violent reaction, destruction or change. And of course, the mystical being called the thurs. All together, Ansuz-Wunjo-Thurisaz, the message seems to be rather potent. I’m still reluctant to write up a summary just yet, so hold on.

Next question. From whom?  

Laguz

Laguz, how appropriate. Basically, it means water. However, just as water in itself is rich in symbolic value, laguz has too. I realize that I formulated my question badly, not being clear on if I meant “who is talking to me now?” or “who sent me the dark drops?” So I asked again, wanting to clear it up.

Who is sending me this information now? Who am I talking to?

Ansuz – Týr

I can’t help smiling. Týr literally means “god”, though it most often refers to the god Týr. As I spontaneously felt for Týr, wondering if it really was him, I got a nice little surprise. A nice tug of recognition, and I realized that Týr is Father. I felt embraced in warm and comforting light. And with the combination ansuz-tyr I felt pretty happy.

So the Laguz I got earlier, am I right to assume that it referred to the origin of the drops, where they came from?

Dagaz

I can only interpret that as a yes, that’s right. (Dagaz representing dawn, insights and breakthroughs)

 

If the drops were a message, what did they mean? 

Algiz

Protection? Algiz is also often described as representing the actual link between humans and divine beings, as such also being connected to spiritual awakening and a higher life.

 

There is one more thing to consider before making any assumptions as to the point of the whole thing. What was I doing when it happened? What was I thinking at the moment?

As I said in this morning’s blog post, the drops appeared as I was reading a website about religion, destiny and messengers in the (absolutely amazing) sci-fi series Battlestar Galactica (seriously, it’s an incredible series and everyone should see it!!!). I was pondering the nature of oracles and occult practices. And just before the first drop appeared I asked myself if it was time for me to offer runic divinations to other people. So far I’ve only done it for myself and my mom, since I haven’t felt competent enough to go public, so to say. But maybe it is time?

Five seconds later the first drop ran down over the computer screen, and a couple of seconds later more drops splashed down on my right leg.

I can’t help thinking the dark drops were a reaction to that which I was thinking and asking myself. Combine that with the indications given by the runes, I’d say it’s pretty certain. Where did the drops come from? Or perhaps the question should have been WHERE did they come from? Laguz, the astral plane. Laguz, spiritual powers. Laguz, the unconscious mind. Laguz, the hidden.

It almost feels as if the dark drops where physical manifestation of that which is Laguz. A little part of the hidden powers dripping into our physical world.

What was that? Ansuz-Wunjo-Thurisaz. A divine message, of joy and great change. Happy thurs. The positive side of the dangerous force that is thurs?

What was the message, what did it all mean? My gut feeling is that there is no great message, but more of a confirmation that a link is established between me and the astral. Algiz, the link between humans and divine beings.

As such, I think I have my answer. I asked if I was ready to serve and use whatever skill I have in divination, to help others communicate with the divine. I think the answer is yes.

 

That is my gut feeling about all of this weirdness. Does it sound plausible or am I reading way too much into this? Do you have any other interpretations? I am in no way certain of it all, I’m just trying to make sense of a totally weird experience which even threw my scientist and non-believer of a husband (he seemed almost worried, and joked that we were being haunted, but his voice actually sounded kinda serious.)

And if anyone of you want to be my first guinea-pig for runic divination,  raise your hand or shout out loud or send me smoke signals or something. I think it’s time I start doing this.

Love and light

/Journeymaid

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For many years I’ve felt a clear connection to him I call Father, and for the last 4-5 years I’ve also felt the same kind of connection to her I call Mother. During all that time there’s always been a clear direction in that connection. I’ve always felt very clearly that Father is above, towards the sky, and Mother is below, within Earth. Or perhaps even being Earth. Not sure.

Now, things are started to get switched up. It’s all weird, and I honestly have no idea if it’s me who’s changed or lost the touch or whatever, of if Mother and Father themselves are actually moving. 

First I lost touch with Mother. It was as if I couldn’t feel where she was any more, i called her on the phone but no one was home, sort of. That was this winter and spring.

For the last month or so I am once again able to feel the direction of the divine, only it’s all changed. It freaks me out every time, and usually gets me so confused that I drop out of meditation thinking that I must have gotten something wrong. Because for the last couple of months, she’s been above. And Father has been… both above and below, constantly changing. 

I really need your advice on this. Do you think my signal is blurred or disrupted in some way, or do you think it’s possible that Mother and Father are actually up an moving? It seems so weird to me, as these are no deities that usually go roaming around, so to say. Mother is Earth. Gaia, some call her. She’s always been the most stable force I’ve known, always residing in the ground below my feet. As for Father, I can totally get it that he’s moving around a bit, but what’s he doing in the ground below, somehow temporarily taking the place of Gaia? My spiritual compass feels all messed up, I really don’t get it. 

Is anyone else experiencing the same thing? Could there be something big going on? I am always reluctant to bring up the 2012 prophecies, but I can’t shake the feeling that there really is some kind of big change happening on a massive scale. Either that or my compass is broken. Don’t know. So please, tell me your feelings about this! Is something going on in the spiritworld that is out of the ordinary? If you are also connected to the great Mother and Father, have you noticed any changes? 

On a more personal note, I just wanna mention that I’m having a great summer. Me and my hubby are mostly out working the land, preparing for our house to be built, and planning for the future. Still no pregnancy, but I think I am coming to terms with my body perhaps not wanting to have a baby until we’re settled in our new home. In time, all will work out. =)

 

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Me and Hubby might be in trouble here. Deep trouble. We’ve got a piece of land (check!). We talked to the authorities about all the permits many months ago and they said everything would be fine and dandy by mid may – at the very latest (check!). We’ve ordered a house to be built at the end of summer (check).

So what could possibly go wrong? Huh. Turns out you can’t trust the authorities to make a trustworthy assessment of this kind of issue. They messed things up, of course they messed things up. Nothing we can do about it, all the paperwork is done and everything is in order BUT the authorities just haven’t closed the case, and now they are saying that if we’re lucky it MIGHT be done by the end of june. WTF?!

We shouldn’t have trusted the authorities judgement of when the whole thing would be done and the permits would be in our hands. We were naive, and now we might be financially ruined if the house building company decides it’s too late to push up the delivery date. This is bad. Really bad. Like nightmarishly bad, our dream home and economical future is hanging in the balance.

Desperate times call for desperate measures. I will petition the gods and ask for their help, beg them to help speed up the permit process. I am also thinking of trying to influence the process on a magical level, I just gotta figure out how. And that’s where I’m asking you for help. What kind of ritual would you suggest? Any other pointers?

It might not work, I know. But at this point I am desperate and I’d rather try too much than too little.

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Good morning everyone! Seems like spring starts off with a bang, going from cold and snowy to sunny and warm(er) weather. Yay spring!

As you all know, yesterday was the spring equinox. It was a good day. Really, a very good day. I started off by doing some tidying up at home. Then I moved outside and did some “tidying up” in the nearby forest. It always upsets me to see the amount of trash that just lies around…

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As I was snapping this last photo my mom called, asking if she could come over. And so an hour later she dropped bye, and we had a great time together (unusually good actually!).

After mom left I got creative and made this earring hanger thingy. These things have been laying around in jewelry boxes, all entangled and messy, some have gotten lost and well, it’s been terribly irritating. So here we go, no more mess!

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I made it out of scrap material. The base is a piece of cardboard. The shiny white fabric covering it comes from a slinky nightgown that I bought cheep and that never actually fit, so it’s just been laying around. The black what-you-call-it at the bottom is from another piece of lingerie that also had a bad fit. The blue wobbly ribbons that are oh so practical for hanging hooks on are left overs from a sewing project a couple of years ago. The white ribbons it hangs from are the shoulder straps from the white nightgown.

This pretty much sums up what I think about do-redo or salvage philosophy. We need to stop throwing stuff away indiscriminately, and start seeing used man-made stuff as materials that can be used for something new. So, to celebrate the spring equinox it felt like a good idea to do some work for the resource balance of earth. Plus it turned out really good and it made me happy. =)

I also had time to do some baking, and made two kinds of bread that me and hubby happily tasted last night when still all oven-warm. Yummmm….

Before bed, I sat by my altar and lit the Mother’s and Father’s candles, gave offerings and burned bay leaves. I was remarkably calm, as I had been all day, and really didn’t have much to say. So in the end I just sat there, smiling silly, and felt myself connected to Mother and Father, watching the candle flames dancing.

And so spring begins. Love and light to you all!

/Journeymaid

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I just read this post by Amber on In The Arms of Mother Earth and something in it struck me as very interesting. The post talks about how it’s easy to forget (whether on purpose or not) the God, and focus all ones attention on the Goddess. Further on, Amber mentioned that springtime is a good time to connect with the God:

“This time of year, with Spring coming represents the rebirth of the God in his masculine form, and we are reminded more of him, because the sun is stronger this time of year, and the sun is the biggest symbol of the God.”

Somehow, I’ve always associated spring more with Mother than with Father. But for the last couple of weeks I’ve felt Mother grow more and more distant while Father has come closer and closer. At first I wondered if I’d done something to offend Mother, or if she thought I was on the wrong path, but the more I thought about it the more I felt that just wasn’t the case. I’ve read other blogs about how one can experience a silent period, where suddenly the connection to certain deities just seem to vanish, and people’s thoughts on why this is. It does seem like certain deities simply go away for certain time periods, yet I never expected this to be true of the Mother.

Yet she hasn’t really gone away, I can still feel her. But it’s like she’s turned away, and not answering. Not really like she’s sleeping, more like she’s got her attention somewhere else.

Father, on the other hand, feels closer than in a loooong time.

I wonder if this is due to what time of year it is. Before, I’ve never actually connected to the gods so regularly that I could observe such things, but of course there have been times when it’s been harder to connect. While at other times the gods have seemed very very close indeed.

This makes me most curious of how it will be next year… and of course, at what point Mother will return to me. In two days time I will celebrate the spring equinox (in Swedish Vårdagjämningen), and I had hoped the Mother had re-appeared by then. We’ll just have to see about that! Anyhow, it feels like the spring equinox is not only about celebrating nature and fertility, but also the passing of seasons and the balance in nature.

So far, my plan for the spring equinox are pretty humble. No grand feasts or gatherings, no. But the plan is to get out and do some hands-on work to honor the Earth: picking garbage from the woods. It’s an activity sorely needed around here, I’m afraid. It’s really upsetting that people in general in my neighbourhood just throws trash everywhere. I look forward to spending some time cleaning up. Afterwards I will bring a small offering out into nature, and take a moment to honor the woods and the wildlife. Then I will do a ceremony to call on both Mother and Father, and give offerings to both.

That’s all I know so far. Will you do something special on the spring equinox? Is there anything you’d like to share? Any tips on activities that are extra suitable? =)

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New Moon

I’ve just realized most pagans seem to refer to the new moon as the dark moon… it’s a pretty good description of the moon phase, I guess, but I wonder if not a whole lot of people just think “dark moon” sounds all cool and witchy… 😛 As for me, I’d rather continue calling it “new moon” because of what it means to me; the transition from the old to the new.

I went out last night hoping to see the moon but I was out of luck, despite the weather being perfectly fine. I could see a few bright stars, but not much else. Too many trees and buildings in the way, plus a whole lot of streetlights making it next to impossible to see anything up there.

Ah well, it was enough just to know the moon was there and focus my attention on it on a spiritual level. Instead of having a “proper” ritual as I had thought, in the last minute I decided to do it a bit different.

I kept moving, walked slowly and let myself fall into a light meditative state. First I turned to the Mother and Father and asked them to hear me and be by my side. Then I turned to the moon.

I whispered in all honesty. Asked to join the moon in her transition, said I wanted to leave the dark place I’ve been in for some time now and start building a new, healthy me. I cannot repeat all that I said, but I spoke constantly for 10-15 minutes, sometimes repeating a certain sentence over and over again, almost chanting.

At what felt like the high point I pulled a slice of bread from my pocket, and asked the Moon, the Mother and the Father to accept a small offering as a token of my devotion. I drew little pieces from it and threw them on the ground, which was covered in snow, hoping that each little piece would help feed one of Natures creatures and help them through the harshness of winter into spring. The last tiny piece of bread I ate myself, asking to be brought safely through the darkness and into a new era.

So simple. No casting of circles, no lighting of candles. But the impact it had on me was enormous. The small offering really hit a nerve, I could really sense a change of energy as I threw the little pieces on the ground, feeling like the boundaries between the physical and the spiritual world got reeeaally thin all the sudden. And with that last piece of bread that I swallowed myself… it felt blessed, and truly humbled me.

I woke up this morning and felt better than I have in many weeks. I went to work with a much lighter feeling. Still a bit of anxiety but not at all like it has been. It truly seems to have turned around now, started a new chapter.

I meditated a little while before bedtime as well, just very shortly. And in the meditation I started to ask questions. As I have perceived it, the one I call Mother is in fact the spirit of Earth, our planet. Gaia, some would call her. But then, do all planets have spirits? Does the sun have a spirit? I wondered if the one I call Father could in fact be the sun, but no that didn’t feel right. Then what about the moon? A little voice in the back of my head whispered Diana.

Just as I identify Mother as a feminine presence, I feel a feminine vibe from the Moon. And yes of course I know that the Moon is thought to be female in almost all cultures but I always want to see for myself as well, and check the info against any input I get directly from the spirit world! 😛

I started thing of the Moon as Mother’s little sister. Not sure what to call her, though, none of the lunar goddesses I’ve read about really feels right to me… probably I just haven’t given it enough thought. Perhaps I shall leave it at that, and call her Moon. She who is not just associated with the moon, but who IS the moon.

I hope that all of you feel as revitalized after the New Moon transition as I do! Love and Light!

/Journeymaid

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