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I approached Odin in a different manner this time. Yes, for one thing I didn’t give Him sweet strawberries and cocoa, I gave him beer. What I said to Him I will not repeat here but it felt right.

So, I cast the runes. Three runes that together shaped an answer to the question Journey asked, and while I still haven’t heard back I feel strangely confident. Might still be entirely wrong, of course. But I don’t think so.

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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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Yesterday my mom came by to keep me company and made sure I got some food into me (since I’m sick with the flu). Thank you mom! Before she left we started talking about spirituality and I told her about my recent attempts at learning runic divination. I ended up offering to do a little reading for her, being very clear on the fact that I’m still just learning.

She asked about her singing, what it really means to her.

I drew three runes:

Ansuz, Fehu and Wunjo

 

My interpretation:

Ansuz points at divine inspiration, wisdom, blessings and truth. Fehu is about wealth, abundance and luck. Wunjo is joy, pleasure, harmony, ecstasy and fellowship. Together the three runes paint a delightful picture. What does singing really mean to mom? It springs from divine inspiration and helps her connect with the universe. Singing, rather than any physical possessions, is her true wealth and brings joy and happiness.

I’d say this was a rather successful reading, don’t you think? =)

 

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When I came home yesterday I walked by a man working on the grounds surrounding our apartment. He had cut down a hedge and had piled it all up on a cart, to be driven off and discarded. It was just around the corner from my home, and as I walked past him I smiled and said “hi”. He smiled right back at me. Internally all I could think of was how much I wanted him to clear away the pile of branches laying in out garden (the pile even contained the remnants of a christmas tree!), right in front of our porch…

For an instance I imagined myself asking him to do so, but of course it was just out of the question. It’s our garden, it’s our mess, our responsibility!

As me and my hubby went out a couple of hours later we stopped short right outside the door. The pile of branches along with the dead christmas tree – all gone. For  a moment we just stood there and stared! =)

I wonder if I inadvertently projected my wish to that man, telepathically. Or if it was a case of “ask and you shall receive”, courtesy of the gods or the universe or whatever. Or if that man in fact is naturally sensitive which made him pick up on my thoughts?

I don’t know, perhaps it was a mix of all those alternatives. What I can say is, when I think back on what I was thinking as I walked by the man, without really reflecting on it I formulated my wish clearly, as if I had actually spoken the words. In a super short flash of time I imagined myself asking him to please clear away our pile of branches as well. I don’t know why, but I tend to do that, almost as a test of how a certain conversation might play out before actually saying anything out loud.

Anyhow, I’m glad to have gotten rid of the trash. So to whoever you are, thank you for doing me that favor!

Love and light!

/Journeymaid

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I am experiencing both positive and negative developments in my spiritual practice right now. Let me start with the negative so I can end with the positive. =)

The last two evenings as I have sat in meditation, I have engulfed myself in awareness. First going through my physical body in a body scan. Then calmly noticing the surface beneath me, the sounds around me, the house I am in. Then turning to my mind, silently acknowledging whatever shows up before my inner sight.

But for the last two evening meditations I have reached a point where I run into trouble. A knot somewhere in my mid-section, close to the solar plexus. From that knot strands of unease seem to radiate through my body, triggering almost a fight-or-flight mode and as my body starts to tense up my mind slips into a kind of pre-panic. Both times this has happened I tried to talk myself through it, tried to let myself just float through the emotion, accepting it and letting it pass. But no, the sensation running through my body was so physically tangible that I felt I couldn’t stay in the meditation. I had to shake it off, just had to… So both times I ended the meditation hurriedly, by creeping down in bed and asking the Mother and Father to protect me and help me calm down. Both times I’ve fallen asleep immediately after that and slept soundly throughout the night.

I am pretty sure this is all a part of my current state of mind. Light to medium depression. No good. But I’m working through it. And I will continue with my awareness excercises and if I keep running into the same problem… well I will just have to keep trying to let it pass. One day I will see it through.

 

Moving on to the positive side of things, I am very happy with how my meditation skills are improving (if you disregard that certain anxiety related problem I mentioned above). As I sit down, close my eyes and count backwards from ten to zero I find myself completely immersed within seconds. It feels almost like stepping into another kind of excistence, where I am very conscious and present in the now yet also existing in a different plane alltogether. It all goes so quickly now, just a couple of seconds and I’m there. To those of you who have a longer history of meditating, does this sound familiar?

And now for something completely differnt. I experienced a spontanous psychic connection with my hubby the other day, which made me very happy. He started saying something about an idea he had gotten about what would look good in the home we’re building this summer. As he said that, in my mind I saw our big black sound speakers in the living room, saw the spotlights behind them pointing up, saw a golden metal placed on the wall behind the speakers, stretching up towards the ceiling and reflecting the light. This thing, with the golden metal behind the speakers, was not something I had ever thought of before, it was a completely new idea for me. Yet I saw it in my mind, as clear as day. And what did my hubby say just a second later? He said he’d just come up with a cool idea – placing golden sheet metal on the wall behind the speakers, to reflect the light! Oh yeah, methinks me and my hubby are on the same page here…

 

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Psychic connections

As I mentioned the other day, premonitions don’t have to be all grand and meaningful. Sometimes they may seem to be the direct opposite, being mundane and without purpose (or at least, so it would seem). I thought I’d linger a bit on that subject, sharing a little memory with you all…

I was 14 or 15 years old, and on a school trip. Early one morning I dreamt…

I dreamt that I awoke. My friend Cristina, who had been sleeping in the other room, opened the door and looked at me. She said “It’s ten past seven”. Then she left and closed the door again.

That was the dream. When I awoke for real I went to have breakfast with my friends. Cristina was just getting out of bed, and proclaimed that it was so nice to have had a sleep-in… She said that she had woken up earlier, looked at her watch and seen that it was just ten past seven, and happily realized that she could sleep a bit longer. Then she’d gone back to sleep.

I’d say this is one of my best examples of a psychic connection. Completely spontaneous and oh so clear. And, interestingly, seemlingly without purpose. But does it really have to have a meaningful purpose? As I see it, me and Cristina had a naturally strong connection, and this little dream was just proof of that.

Actually, come to think of it… all of my best examples of psychic connections seem to be the absolutely spontaneous ones. The ones where I’m not trying to achieve anything. I think that’s important for me to remember, as I tend to a be a total over-achiever in everything I do. Including on the spiritual level. And that’s where I need to watch out… trying too hard will probably just make things harder.

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The stress and illness and everything seems to have disturbed me. I wanted to meditate tonight, true and good, but I simply could not relax my mind. Instead I wound up simply speaking to the Mother and Father and asking them to help me.

Since I am also learning how to do runic divination I thought it suitable to start casting the runes every weekend, with questions of the coming week.

I cast three runes: Gebo, nauthiz and eihwaz

It would be very easy to interpret this in the light of my current state of mind, but let me try and see it for what it is.

Gebo, a gift. When first I saw the rune I wanted to interpret it in the most positive way, and in it see it as the “gift” of pregnancy. I really can’t get past that thought, so I’ll just leave it at that for the moment.

Nauthiz. This rune makes me uncomfortable.In my mind it’s not nauthiz but naudr, or nöd, symbolizing all kinds of nasty business. After all, this rune was historically  used when cursing people…. and runologically speaking we’re not really sure of what it means. In runic divination it’s often thought of as representing delays or restrictions, or conflict. In this specific context, in regards to the coming week, I’d have to say it probably means there will be further conflicts at work. OR me moving to the other office will get delayed, and I will thus be “restricted” to the old office.

Eihwaz. Strength, reliability, trustworthyness, defence, protection.Thank you, after nauthiz I needed some good news. =) I am slightly uncertain how to interpret it right now, though… I am tempted to read it not as what will come, but rather advice on how to be as I face the following week. Be strong, protect yoursself, raise your defences… but still, that’s not when I asked for when I cast the runes. I asked what I will face in the following week, and I gotta stick to that. So maybe eihwaz means I will somehow be protected from that potential conflict (that nauthiz might represent). Maybe I will find trust in another person, someone who will help me through this rather difficult time.

 

However things turn out, I will come back to this next weekend and see if I can make sense of the prediction then. A gift, a conflict/restriction, and protection.  Anyhow, the first step is actually getting up tomorrow morning and going to work. Right now I feel like hiding in a dark closet for a couple of weeks until my husband returns home. The anxiety sits in my throat and chest like a nasty bug, making my eyes water as soon as I think about tomorrow. Seems like I’m having a bit of a relapse into slight depression, damn it. It started getting worse again already before Christmas, and the stress of the last couple of weeks have not made things better. And though I really shouldn’t, the thought that gives me hope is the possibility of me being pregnant. I feel my tits hurting like crazy and I hope. All the while I am so afraid of getting my period and once again feeling heart broken. Sigh… I gotta stop thinking… by the way, this way of thinking is also rather typical for depression-me. I tend to ramble on and on and make no sense whatsoever. I’m sorry you had to read this mess…

Love and Light

JourneyMaid

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