Tag: rewilding

  • casting runes — 30apr26

    eihwaz
    a turn around maypole
    rainbows tied of ribbon
    every pass a trade of smiles
    imagining their taste

    A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.

    Today’s rune is eihwaz, it’s name meaning “yew”, is a rune of change and transformation. It represents the cycle of life/death/rebirth and is symbolic of the axis mundi (the world tree). The yew is envisioned as a path towards both the underworld and the heavenly realms. Eihwaz is frequently associated both with poison and protection as part of its perceived dual nature.

    Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.

  • casting runes — 29apr26

    algiz
    i point tine north
    i point tine cairn
    my banhus windshorn
    amble i, wander i
    chalked moors alone

    A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.

    Today’s rune is algiz, which may mean either “elk” (there is some uncertainty if this is the case) or yew (Old Norse). It is associated with the Otherworld, protection/sanctuary, and with guardian spirits/fylgja. The unconscious mind is also sometimes associated with algiz.

    Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.

  • casting runes — 28apr26

    hagalaz
    reseeding begins
    in another spring
    giving over to
    ephemeral stones
    buried within
    a transient beauty

    A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.

    Today’s rune is hagalaz, which has a core meaning of “hail”, which was associated with potential, transformation, renewal and change; hail is imagined a seed from which change will arise. Hagalaz is also seen as representative of things beyond our control: a clash between fire and ice.

    Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.

  • stone flames flicker

    time to lay my head
    across cool ground and
    watch the stone flames
    flicker

    black feathers fallen
    and i lay here blanketed
    under long lifetimes
    of snow
  • Looks around, sees things

    I’ve been doing lots of navel gazing when I haven’t been writing Vengeance, My Heart, which is why my activity has diminished somewhat on the site.

    Some of it is getting around to coming up with a useful term and framework that I can hand people who ask me about my spiritual practice. I know, most folks are not clamoring for information here, so that isn’t the issue. But it does come up in conversations at times. And I’ve discovered that people prefer a tidy couple of words when it comes to answers of that sort rather than my rambling, ambling version of it (which is almost as much about what I am not as it is about what I am). Plus, it is time to settle down with it without sounding so darned intellectual about it.

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  • weve gone to stone

    weve gone to stone
    to stone we go to
    sit with trees all
    alone, weve gone
    to ground & gone
    to home under the,
    under the oak alone

    blind weve gone
    and also the blind to
    see the winter winds
    to dance the moon
    under her skins
    pale the endless
    song.
  • wood-mad

    become the wode
    be as sunspecked stone
    a pond as the frozen
    while antlers tied
    at ribbons red...

    i let turnings go
    hearts carve to spades
    wergeld flows to bone
    our bloodstained hands
    kiss press of oak

    there is only knowing
    when those everythings
    have been known
  • we call

    it is of voluntary derangement
    in the where of eyes suture eyes
    and mouth fed on dirt from
    under ash, bone and oak

    dare you the wood at night?

    past the broken homes and
    vast underhalls gone to echo
    where have their songs gone?

    you only have to sit in
    shadow to know and

    we call it other
  • casting runes — 23apr26

    nauthiz
    some bonds lack ropes
    no chains nor jailer keys
    a razor's liminal edge
    betwixt a world and me

    A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.

    Today’s rune is nauthiz, which has a core meaning of “need”. Alternative translations have been “hardship” or “constraint”. Among other interpretations, nauthiz is seen as a indicative of a transition or transformation, a period of learning or strengthening of resilience, lacking, change, and impermanence — inclusive of other related concepts.

    Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.

  • Campfire Sessions — 22apr26

    Campfire
    Photo by Ville Palmu on Unsplash

    We haven’t sat for a while, them and I.

    At first, it wasn’t for lack of trying. I would go to the usual place, sit down and wait for the fire to light itself. It remained stubbornly unlit. Without fire to draw them, nothing was drawn. I might have taken it upon myself to light the flames but, in the strange rules of the place when it comes to starting fires, I am entirely ignorant.

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