#frey deity

[honoringthor]

Freyr for Freysblot/Freysfest

Happy Freysblot, Lammas, Lughnasdh 🌻🌾🌼🐝🐞☀️

[whichwitchami]

My Personal Deities Post: Frey

So I actually don’t work with Frey a whole lot, but he’s there and deserves a post. 

I first started paying attention to Frey on a trip back home to Iowa after living in Ohio for almost two years. I was home for a cousin’s wedding. I remember being in the back of the car driving past the many cornfields of Iowa and thinking “Frey is alive in these fields.” 

After that he stuck around. 

I have a sphere made from a beeswax resin that I got for him. I think about him whenever I’m out in nature. I buy local honey or produce whenever I can in his honor. #savethebees in his name. 

I hated deer for the longest time. has something to do with taxidermy and things staring at me. Also a horror movie..the ring 2 maybe?

Off topic. I hated deer for a long time but the first time I saw a deer after connecting with Freyr was intense. I was nannying and the deer just  walked out of the woods in the backyard. We were playing in the yard and these deer were like 10 feet away from us. (honestly this may have been one of the reasons I started worshipping Freyr rather than happening after I found him. I can’t quite remember the timeline) It was just a blissful experience and I wasn’t afraid of them anymore. Now I associate them with him, somehow graceful and goofy at the same time. He’d get along well with Apollo I think (Apollo’s post will come in time, and will be heavily UPG based). I still think taxidermy is creepy af, and deer still have some reason to be scary (pls don’t ever let me hit one while driving) but they’re much more endearing to me now. 

Freyr likes music, and has a peaceful yet chaotic energy to him. Kinda like nature itself. Even when its calm and peaceful, there’s a buzzing, excited energy just below the surface .

Everything about Freyr is brown, except maybe his eyes which are bright green (I’ll say this every post, the specifics of how they present to me are vague) but like his skin is tan and weathered, since he spends so much time outside, and his hair is like a terra cotta color. He’s graceful but goofy, short, all limbs that he doesn’t quite know how to handle. 

I don’t really have any stones or anything that I associate with him. If I had to pick I’d honestly say clay or terra cotta more than any stone. Jasper maybe, petrified wood, things that remind me of the earth. Moss agate perhaps? 

As far as devotional acts its really just listening to music I think he’d like and being in nature, walking barefoot and grounding myself with the earth. Also getting your hands dirty, that could mean planting/ gardening, or it could mean being politically active and advocating for social justice, particularly for LGBTQ rights. I think that’s another reason I started feeling connected to him, was exploring my own queer identity. 

[sigynsilica]

It's that time of year again. Everywhere I look I see Balder and Frey.

The months have begun when I can't step outside without squinting. The sky's blue is so much more of a vast expanse, and cold is something that can be enjoyed instead of something to be endured.

The world around me is full of life, confident and past its initial phase of rapid growth in the early spring. The hills are dotted with little yellow dandelions, the pavement is warm under my feet, and the warmth of the sun seems just little more crackling and the sting of sunburns is returning.

Problems seem like problems again, instead of catastrophes. I don't have to stretch out my muscles when I wake up for fear of a flareup. I can leave my window open while I clean my room and the wind sweeps through, blowing around my papers on my desk and carrying the scent of freshly cut grass.

The city's pools are going to open in just two weeks, and from that moment, my summer will fly away from me, thirty minutes at a time. It'll be back to singing at the top of my lungs driving home as the sun sets at nine pm – but this year, with a new voice I'm still getting used to. It'll be back to feeling chlorine evaporate off my feet in the sunlight. It'll be back to an unhealthy amount of popsicles, and pretzels that only taste good when your stomach is well and truly empty. It'll be back to the smell of sunscreen and the click of the pumps in the pump room and forgetting the thing around my neck isn't a whistle when I'm off work and accidentally sticking my Mjolnir pendant in my mouth.

It'll be life. And it'll be light.

It'll be all around me, and if I close my eyes for a fraction of a second it'll be gone.

So while they're still around, hail to Frey, Lord of the green leaves, and hail to Balder, Lord of the sunlight that filters down through them.

You two make this my favorite time of year.