Heathen Disaster

Inclusive heathenry

Hi hi! @broomsick here! Welcome to my blog!

Sun ♋️ Moon ♈️ Asc ♐️ | any pronouns

I am agender and major! Please don’t hesitate to ask me questions by messaging me or sending an ask!

I’m a practicing norse polytheist but very interested in other pagan practices so please tell me about your beliefs, I’m willing to hear everything about them!

I try to spread as much information about norse paganism and norse myths as I can, as accurately as possible. I worship the Æsir, the Vanir and the Rökkr, and will post about all of these. I also venerate Jötnar and landvættir (skogvættir more often than not), as well as the Dísir. I worship some specific spirits outside the scope of the norse path, namely the Greenman, who I see as a forest spirit, and the Fox spirit. I will post about the sagas as well, as I am currently reading them.

Question box is open to new witches and new pagans, or just to anyone respectful!

My tags:

#eddas = passages from the eddas

#sagas = passages from the sagas

#norse paganism = my religion

#prayers = my devotional writings

#spells = my spellcraft

#asks = questions I’ve answered

Rain is giving by your will, and poured with your blessing, golden King, from the meadows of Yggdrasil, where among the hidden people, you were enthroned.

Burn at the deepest reaches of the earth, along the webs of roots, under every flower. Draw life from decay, blooms from the ice, music from the hours of dawn, unspoken and true.

Trees and rushing rivers, in their might, flow with your pulse like blood. Glorious peace, by your grace, is bestowed upon grief-stricken souls, the gift of harmony beyond conflicts and strife.

Daily trials cloud the mind like fog, in the endless cycle of resting and waking, the tidal force of doubt where your hand reaches, to grasp mine and leave your mark.

Hope, the world’s undying truth, goes to dust with each sunset, and with each sunrise, is reborn again. Hear me, King of Kings, fragrant and luminous, ruling from the high seat of golden Álfheimr:

I thank you for your countless gifts, the welcome rain and sun, the moments of perfect bliss, which you give freely. I praise you for your loving presence, your grounding power, your steady guidance.

But never too much let him know;

For the wise man's heart | is seldom happy,

If wisdom too great he has won.

Your fair heart beats still;

Bleeding God, gold adorned

My own sings with praise.

To the otherworld confined

Is the ice-melting light;

Eternally gloried and mourned

Skáldskaparmál, 4: About Þjazi’s Line

Glory to the scorching sun, the rain that rips through the clouds

Glory to the unreachable peaks, the carved rock of valleys

Glory to roots and stretching branches, and slumbering life;

Praises and veneration for the seasons.

Praise the foe of Beli, the wane son

Praise the giver of wealth, the elf lord

Praise the son of Njörðr, brother of Freyja

Praise the king of kings who is called Yngvi.

Make your home smell like flowers! Using a fragrance diffuser, room spray, scented candles, or any other method on hand.

Open the windows and the curtains, let the sunlight and the outside air in. I find that on tough mental health days, when it's difficult to even leave the house, this is enough for me to feel refreshed and in tune with the season.

Wear colorful clothes and jewelry! Let yourself stop caring what people think, and show your joy outwardly.

Eat a simple, healthy and nourishing meal! I always go for something cold, like a salad or a bowl, because it reminds me of the summer season!

On a warmer day, grab a cold drink and sit outside, in the yard or on the balcony, and just bask in the sun for a while.

Play with fire! In the gaelic tradition, Bealtane was a fire festival, symbolizing the return of the sun. If a bonfire is out of the cards, then simply lighting a candle will do!

Treat yourself to a new houseplant, a bouquet of flowers to decorate the table, or even start planning for your garden.

Engage in spiritual work related to the sun!