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The Raven Clan. By Adrian Smith .
1. Hel 2. Freyja 3. Iðun 4. Nótt 5. Rán 6.Sif 7. Skaði
Huginn and Muninn, block print Ravens 🖤⚔️
I absolutely adore this, I gotta pick one up when it’s on etsy!
Norse goddesses!
Fenrisúlfr, Hati & Sköll
According to the lore regarding Ragnarök there are two wolves, named Hati and Sköll, who chase the moon and sun.
Hati will catch and devour the moon, Sköll will catch and devour the sun and all the stars will cease to shine. The earth will shatter and shake, mountains will come crashing down and this will enable Fenrisúlfr to break free of his chains, signalling the beginning of Ragnarök! Artwork by exileden
Words by
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Huginn and Muninn
“Frigg, Norse Goddess of Wisdom, Wife of Odin”
By: yanka-arts-n-crafts
Plunder more at: http://goldisblood.net/
Artist - Anastasia Ovchinnikova
The Song of Creation
In this time of strife and chaos, it seemed fitting to – as warriors all – observe The Song of Creation, available as a limited edition from Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab.
Let us begin…
WHEN NOTHING WAS Gangleri said: “What was the beginning, or how began it, or what was before it?” Hárr answered: “As is told in Völuspá:
Erst was the age | when nothing was: Nor sand nor sea, | nor chilling stream-waves; Earth was not found, | nor Ether-Heaven,– A Yawning Gap, | but grass was none.”
The darkness beyond darkness, nothing before nothing, the time before all: an opium-dark void, lightless in nihility, silent in nonbeing.
THE MIST-WORLD Then said Jafnhárr: “It was many ages before the earth was shaped that the Mist-World was made; and midmost within it lies the well that is called Hvergelmir, from which spring the rivers called Svöl, Gunnthrá, Fjörm, Fimbulthul, Slídr and Hríd, Sylgr and Ylgr, Víd, Leiptr; Gjöll is hard by Hel-gates.” The first vision, obfuscated by fog sprung from Hvergelmir: a world within dream, formed of nebulous possibility.
Thin strands of white resin-smoke, star jasmine, and white violet.
THE YAWNING VOID Gangleri asked: “How were things wrought, ere the races were and the tribes of men increased?” Then said Hárr: “The streams called Ice-waves, those which were so long come from the fountain-heads that the yeasty venom upon them had hardened like the slag that runs out of the fire,–these then became ice; and when the ice halted and ceased to run, then it froze over above. But the drizzling rain that rose from the venom congealed to rime, and the rime increased, frost over frost, each over the other, even into Ginnungagap, the Yawning Void.” Then spake Jafnhárr: “Ginnungagap, which faced toward the northern quarter, became filled with heaviness, and masses of ice and rime, and from within, drizzling rain and gusts; but the southern part of the Yawning Void was lighted by those sparks and glowing masses which flew out of Múspellheim.”
Ice and rime and congealing venom, frost over frost, forever into the void: salt-strange rain and floes of hoarfrost, antediluvian poisons, and radiant sparks from Múspellheim’s furnaces.
SAVAGE FOREVER And Thridi said: “Just as cold arose out of Niflheim, and all terrible things, so also all that looked toward Múspellheim became hot and glowing; but Ginnungagap was as mild as windless air, and when the breath of heat met the rime, so that it melted and dripped, life was quickened from the yeast-drops, by the power of that which sent the heat, and became a man’s form. And that man is named Ymir, but the Rime-Giants call him Aurgelimir…But concerning this says Vafthrúdnir the giant:
Out of the Ice-waves | issued venom-drops, Waxing until | a giant was; Thence are our kindred | come all together,– So it is | they are savage forever.” A giant born of the force of elemental savagery, given form by venom and ice: frozen ambergris and dark, primal musk, molten amber, black cypress, and frost-limned opoponax.
THE SWEAT OF THE RIME-GIANTS Then said Gangleri: “How did the races grow thence, or after what fashion was it brought to pass that more men came into being? Or do ye hold him God, of whom ye but now spake?” And Jafnhárr answered: “By no means do we acknowledge him God; he was evil and all his kindred: we call them Rime-Giants. Now it is said that when he slept, a sweat came upon him, and there grew under his left hand a man and a woman, and one of his feet begat a son with the other; and thus the races are come; these are the Rime-Giants. The old Rime-Giant, him we call Ymir.”
The first people: mugwort and thyme, fennel and frankincense, honey and myrrh.
AUDUMLA Then said Gangleri: “Where dwelt Ymir, or wherein did he find sustenance?” Hárr answered: “Straightway after the rime dripped, there sprang from it the cow called Audumla; four streams of milk ran from her udders, and she nourished Ymir.” Then asked Gangleri: “Wherewithal was the cow nourished?” And Hárr made answer:
“She licked the ice-blocks, which were salty; and the first day that she licked the blocks, there came forth from the blocks in the evening a man’s hair; the second day, a man’s head; the third day the whole man was there.”
The primordial mother, the first nourisher: four streams of milk, white honey, frankincense, motherwort, and angelica root.
THE SONS OF BURI, THE SONS OF BORR “He is named Búri: he was fair of feature, great and mighty. He begat a son called Borr, who wedded the woman named Bestla, daughter of Bölthorn the giant; and they had three sons: one was Odin, the second Vili, the third Vé. And this is my belief, that he, Odin, with his brothers, must be ruler of heaven and earth; we hold that he must be so called; so is that man called whom we know to be mightiest and most worthy of honor, and ye do well to let him be so called.“
The bloodline of the first gods: golden mead, white sage, and mugwort.
BESTLA The first queen, daughter of giants: radiant amber, black fig, and rose oud.
THE DELUGE OF BLOOD Then said Gangleri: “What covenant was between them, or which was the stronger?” And Hárr answered: “The sons of Borr slew Ymir the giant; lo, where he fell there gushed forth so much blood out of his wounds that with it they drowned all the race of the Rime-Giants, save that one, whom giants call Bergelmir, escaped with his household; he went upon his ship, and his wife with him, and they were safe there. And from them are come the races of the Rime-Giants, as is said here:
Untold ages | ere earth was shapen, Then was Bergelmir born; That first I recall, | how the famous wise giant On the deck of the ship was laid down.”
A torrent of red musk, Dracaena draco, red pepper, black patchouli, nagarmotha, and red ginger.
THE HEAVENS Then said Gangleri: “What was done then by Borr’s sons, if thou believe that they be gods?” Hárr replied: “In this matter there is no little to be said. They took Ymir and bore him into the middle of the Yawning Void, and made of him the earth: of his blood the sea and the waters; the land was made of his flesh, and the crags of his bones; gravel and stones they fashioned from his teeth and his grinders and from those bones that were broken.” And Jafnhárr said: “Of the blood, which ran and welled forth freely out of his wounds, they made the sea, when they had formed and made firm the earth together, and laid the sea in a ring round about her; and it may well seem a hard thing to most men to cross over it.” Then said Thridi: “They took his skull also, and made of it the heaven, and set it up over the earth with four corners; and under each corner they set a dwarf: the names of these are East, West, North, and South. Then they took the glowing embers and sparks that burst forth and had been cast out of Múspellheim, and set them in the midst of the Yawning Void, in the heaven, both above and below, to illumine heaven and earth. They assigned places to all fires: to some in heaven, some wandered free under the heavens; nevertheless, to these also they gave a place, and shaped them courses. It is said in old songs, that from these the days were reckoned, and the tale of years told, as is said in Völuspá:
The sun knew not | where she had housing; The moon knew not | what Might he had; The stars knew not | where stood their places. Thus was it ere | the earth was fashioned.”
The sun knew not, the moon knew not, the stars knew not: the blood of the sea and the firelight of wandering star-sparks beneath the skull-dome of heaven. Salt and wind and the first rains, glittering starlight fashioned of white rose oud, lavender, white musk, champagne grape and petitgrain, and heaven’s vault constructed of bone-white sandalwood and purest frankincense.
OF EARTH Then said Gangleri: These are great tidings which I now hear; that is a wondrous great piece of craftsmanship, and cunningly made. How was the earth contrived?“ And Hárr answered: “She is ring-shaped without, and round about her without lieth the deep sea; and along the strand of that sea they gave lands to the races of giants for habitation. But on the inner earth they made a citadel round about the world against the hostility of the giants, and for their citadel they raised up the brows of Ymir the giant, and called that place Midgard. They took also his brain and cast it in the air, and made from it the clouds, as is here said:
Of Ymir’s flesh | the earth was fashioned, And of his sweat the sea; Crags of his bones, | trees of his hair, And of his skull the sky. Then of his brows | the blithe gods made Midgard for sons of men; And of his brain | the bitter-mooded Clouds were all created.”
Flesh into verdant soil. The sweat of the sea. Black pine, oak, and cedar. Bitter clouds fashioned of grey amber, white tobacco, and muguet.
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Modern Norse Myths
Skadi on the hunt in Canada. Her wolves howling; prowling for the missing Aboriginal girls and those who dare hurt them.
Jormungand slithering at the deep bottom of the ocean floor. Befriending the unknown that lurks in the darkness.
Sleipnir galloping at the race track; a star. Mother Loki showering him victory bouquets. Sleipnir giving up the track to show up at all the kids’ houses who wished for a pony.
Wolves howling, not at the moon or sun, but at their siblings chasing the bright orbs
Freyja planting new flowers in her garden for the slain and forgotten. Expansive meadows grow in honor of fallen during the Holocaust, the forgotten girls in Nigeria, those slaughtered by a faulty police force, and tragedies we will never know.
Warriors and activists drinking mead in the halls of Valhalla. Pouring some on the ground for those still fighting the good fight.
Níðhöggr devouring rapists and abusers.
Thor, the protector of trans girls. The gift of thunder and lightning through their veins, giving them the strength. Brings the ladies to have self-care days with Freyja and Heimdall.
Hel complaining about her space becoming too crowded and expands her dwelling. Deceased actors and playwrights put on theatre productions; music artists play instruments and sing in the courtyards; painters creating beautiful murals. Death is filled with the living.
Ragnarock coming. Bringing new life from its ashes. Bringing needed change in this malnourished world.
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Njörd hangs out with surfer dudes and teaches them new sick moves, when he isn’t busy supporting the activists trying to conserve our oceans.
Loki is working his subtle ways, inspiring those trying to bring others around to a new way of thinking, silvering the tongues of those who aim to create a society where nobody has to live in fear, giving strength to those who are different. Proudly marching at Pride events, proudly loving his strange children, proudly standing for the right to love where one’s heart leads.
Hel is teaching again, teaching young women all they need to know, like she has in the past, as it is half remembered by those who know the story of Mother Hulda.
Thor is teaching too; he teaches young men the strength that lies in being gentle, that honour lies in creating and protecting, not in tearing down and destroying.
Odin is walking the earth, listening to the wisdom of other cultures, learning their languages. His ravens zip through the internet, connecting people, spreading news that need to be heard by all.
And the Norns sit in at the roots of the tree that is all, Urd is whispering knowledge of the forgotten past to those who will listen, of Black vikings, of women proudly sailing with their men. Verdandi is breathing deeply, so many new things, so many beautiful moments to live in, reminding us not to forget to enjoy the present as we look into the future.
And under her veil Skuld is smiling.
Loki standing for the queer, neuroatypical, disabled, mentally ill, abused, all the outsider kids our so called society wants to erase and destroy. Loki standing next to us and making us feel strong, proud of what we are, never invisible again.
Thor being there victims of injustice and abuse and mockery, filling them with anger and strength. Thor cheering them as they stand up against the ones who try to break them. Thor encouraging his followers during physical activities, supporting them when they have huge difficulties.
Angrboda being a teacher of young modern witches, not only with the old magic and knowledge but with the new ones too. Angrboda using technology and the newest forms of communication to teach them.
Sigyn protecting children and women, both cis women and trans women, from patriarchal violence. Sigyn caring for all of them, embracing them with her mighty arms until the end of the world.
The Wild Hunt, here as envisioned and painted by Peter Nicolai Arbo in1872, is an ancient part of north European folklore, tales of which survived continuously into modern times.
The Wild Hunt is often said to be lead by Odin, sometimes known as the Yule Master, and is most likely to be seen at or around Yuletide or Midwinter. Horses and hounds are connected with death, and the wild hunt can involve both the dead and the souls of the living who participate through the art of Seithr, through which the soul is thought able to leave living body and then return to it.
Of course, in Heathenism, Yule represents, in part, both the “death” of the old year and the birth of the new one. This can be seen as symbolic of death, rebirth and new life generally, not just for people, but for the entire universe.
Odin The All Father by touchedbyred
If anyone tells you that you can’t be badass, and also girly, don’t forget to tell them that one of the most beloved Norse goddesses, Freyja, was the goddess of beauty, sexuality, and fertility, but she was also the goddess of sorcery, war and death.
Also she did all this while riding a chariot pulled by cats.
Freya is the goddess of war, love, and fertility. She is the daughter of the sea god Njord, and sister to Frey. She has many admirers and treasures, and also knows many different powerful magics (which she taught to a select group of gods, including Odin). She has taken an interest in the heroic dead. While many people are familiar with Valhalla, Odin’s Hall for the slain, few know about Sessrumnir, Freya’s hall. Freya always gets first pick among the dead, and so it can be argued that living in her hall is a more sought-after prize than Valhalla.