#mannaz

[andva-ri]

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[dreamiesgrimoire]

Mannaz

[lokavisi]

Maybe you've started to lose track of yourself: not tending to your needs, not standing up for the things you care about, not expressing yourself in the ways you want or find meaningful, prioritizing the well-being of others over yourself, going along with the crowd because it's easier. Whatever the case, take a moment to remember who you are.

But seriously. Get back to you. Who are you when no one is around? Get back in touch with that person and let them take the reigns. Knowing who you are and what you're about impacts every facet of life. Make sure you understand and connect with yourself this week.

[theflaminggoat]

More from last night's 🩸🌕 seið-rave~

It was very dark and started snowing during totality...excellent Jötnar party lol.

[honoringthor]

Trying to make a devotional stone for ancestors.

I combined othala, anzus, mannuz, and kanaz

Not really sure what else to put, probably some flora.

Im going on intuition

[sarenth]

Mannaz

I am humanity I am men I am women I am non-binary I am trans I am beyond words I am individual I am collective I am Fyljgur I am Kýnfylgjur I am mortality I am remembrance I am legacy I am Fjór I am people I am community I am tribe I am Kindred I am family I am Kýn I am Mannaz

[panjackdaw]

Prayer Poem to Odin and the Blessings of Mannaz

Allfather Odin, wanderer wise, Whose one-eyed gaze sees through all guise, I call to you through thought and breath, Guide me past illusion, fear, and death.

Mannaz shines, a mirror bright— The Self reflected in all sight. It hums of kin and humankind, Of minds that seek, of truths that bind.

Odin, teacher, fierce and deep, Who traded eye for wisdom’s keep, Grant me the grace to truly know The self I am, the self I grow.

Let Mannaz bless my waking thought, With insight hard and dearly bought. Let it reveal where ego lies, And open me to others’ cries.

For every stranger is my kin, Each soul without, reflects within. In web of wyrd and woven thread, I walk where mortal thoughts have led.

Teach me the strength of humble pride, To stand in truth and not to hide. To shape my fate with heart and mind, Yet leave no soul or friend behind.

Odin, whose breath gave mankind life, Whose runes were carved through pain and strife— Bless me with Mannaz' sacred key, To be my fullest, truest me.

By blood, by bone, by ash, by flame, In your great knowing, I speak my name. So may it echo, near and far— A self made whole beneath your star.

𓃠 Hail Odin. ᛗ Hail the rune Mannaz. 🜁 May I know myself, and know all.

[branddmc]

"Maðr er moldar auki;

mikil er græip á hauki"

Man is an augmentation of the dust;

great is the claw of the hawk

- Old Norse rune poem

VOLUSPO, Stanza 17, 18:

Then from the throng did three come forth,

From the home of the gods, the mighty and gracious;

Two without fate on the land they found,

Ask and Embla, empty of might.

Soul they had not, sense they had not,

Heat nor motion, nor goodly hue;

Soul gave Othin, sense gave Hönir,

Heat gave Lothur and goodly hue.