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Freyja

40cm x 30cm lino print on 300gsm paper

available on etsy

A self-written hymn to the Vanir’s brazen beauty. Please cite me if you share, and may it serve. For more of my poetry, see #rivers of ink

Hail thee Freyja, jewel of the Vanir!

Rune-skilled truth-speaker Honey-tongued heartseeker Feline-friended, falconed-eyed Riding winds both far and wide

Sun-kissed, golden-streaked Fair-faced and rosy-cheeked Weapon-deft, hearth of the slain The earthen source of fruit and grain

Incite our courage, fearless maid Send thy legions to our aid Battle-tireless, red-spattered Sword, axe and shield-shattered

Valfreyja, beloved by all The dead rest joyful in thy hall Let us here be healed and well And happy-fallen ‘neath thy spell

@lokislittlewitchling You asked for stories about how we found our paths on your Witchy Wishlist, so I thought I would share how I first saw Freyja.

I was falling asleep one night, in that twilight slumber where sleep paralysis can seize you and reception is open, when suddenly visions of a golden woman looming fiercely over a battlefield overtook me. The sun blazing behind her turned the sky blood red, and she morphed shape, showing forms of warrior women from across the globe, all letting out battle cries that roared in my ears. A heavy pressure pressed on my chest, the same pressure and warmth as a cat, and tears began streaming down my face. I was overcome with love and longing and terror and courage and the sense that if I swore fealty to this Lady, I would be protected, I would become powerful, I would learn magic I could only dream of, and I would become a warrior against my own fears and emerge victorious.

It took me a long time to realize who it was. For a long time, I simply called her My Lady and devoted myself to this unknown goddess. I didn't have to search for her too hard; I was already researching Norse magic and religion as a part of planning my wedding. My first hint was the pressure of a cat, then the idea of a feminine warrior goddess. Soon after, I read about her red-gold tears, and it kind of clicked. Even the title I had given her, My Lady, was her actual name, Freyja, The Lady.

Perhaps my most surprising relationship with a God has come in the form of Lady Freyja.

Yes, I love cats - but that’s about where our similarities end. I struggle greatly with sexuality, femininity, body-image, and self-love. As the Goddess of Femininity, Beauty, and Sex, I figure that I, as a dysphoric, asexual transman, should feel only isolation and alienation from Her and all that She is. And yet, I feel that I have one of the strongest bonds with Her. I’m never quite sure why, but I know how.

For Her, the emotions I feel are overwhelmingly powerful. We don’t speak in words, like how I communicate with Odin and Frigg. I speak to Her in feeling. When I wind up the cat-shaped music box I dedicated to Her, the music has the power to reduce me to tears. When I think of Her, I feel love and passion, pride and soul, all mixed together with so many powerful emotions I can’t even begin to describe. I know when She’s with me because it would be impossible not to know.

In my most vulnerable moments, I find myself reaching out to Her. Not to Odin for advice, as I normally would, not to Frigg for comfort, Tyr for bravery, or any of the other deities I’m close to - I open my heart to Her alone and I expose my entire soul. She responds, and She gives me endurance and strength. She is more than femininity, beauty, love, sex - She is fearless, persistent, furious, and powerful. She is magic, She is war, She is death, and She is perseverance.

She is raw, untamed emotion, and these are the gifts She gives me. I can say, for certain, that I love Her.

Devotional Moodboards: Freyja

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