#odin deity

[spiritualhavenlilies]

And because I made one for Loki, Odin wanted one as well. The three bears over there, all wanting gifts if each other gets one.

[panjackdaw]

Prayer to Odin Through the Hidden Thorn

All-Father, One-Eyed Wanderer, Keeper of the Well where silence becomes wisdom, I kneel beneath the invisible ash whose roots drink from the forgotten stars.

Let the Thorn be turned inward, not to wound, but to carve the hidden rune upon my soul. Where wrath once blazed, kindle the black fire of discernment. Where the spear would pierce another, let it instead open the secret chamber of my own becoming.

Odin, Breath-Giver, teach me the sacred restraint known only to ravens before they take wing and to wolves before the moon commands their cry.

May reversed Thurisaz become the unopened gate of power, the serpent coiled in luminous stillness, the lightning resting inside the mountain, the silent hammer before the forge-song begins.

Let every obstacle reveal its concealed initiatory seal. Let every delay become a hidden hall of runic instruction. Let every shadow become another eye with which to behold the Nine Worlds.

By Gungnir's unerring mystery, by the whispering roots of Yggdrasil, by the runes won through holy sacrifice, I receive not the fury of the Thorn, but its inward blessing—

the courage to master myself, the wisdom to wait without weakness, the strength to transform reaction into revelation, and the quiet sovereignty that no enemy can overthrow.

Hail Odin, Rune-Father. May the reversed Thorn become my hidden initiation, my secret fortress, and my unseen crown.

So may the ravens remember my name, and the ancient wind carry these words through the branches of the World Tree until silence itself answers,

Óðinn.

[panjackdaw]

Prayer to Odin in the Blessing of Kenaz Reversed

Odin, Wanderer beneath the hood, One-Eyed Keeper of the hidden flame, come not as thunder, but as the quiet raven-wing passing over the darkened road.

Today the torch is turned inward. Kenaz burns reversed— not extinguished, but buried like a coal beneath ash, a secret heat in the cave of the heart.

Bless me with the wisdom not to force the fire. Bless me with the patience to sit beside the unlit doorway. Bless me with the courage to admit what I do not yet see.

All-Father, teach me the sacred use of obscurity. Let confusion become a cloak, not a chain. Let delay become gestation, not defeat. Let the dim place reveal what bright certainty would have blinded.

Where my mind sparks too sharply, cool it with ravens’ shadow. Where my spirit feels cold, guard the ember. Where my hands reach for false light, turn them back toward the true flame waiting beneath the ribs.

Odin, you who drank from the well, you who hung upon the World Tree, you who learned by wound, silence, and sacrifice— show me the blessing hidden inside the covered lamp.

May Kenaz reversed teach me that not every fire must blaze outward. Some fires heal by being sheltered. Some visions ripen in darkness. Some magic begins when the torch is lowered and the soul learns to listen.

Raven-father, stand with me in the dimness. Let me not fear the unformed light. Let me tend the coal, breathe gently, wait wisely, and rise when the flame is ready.

By ash, ember, raven, and road, may the hidden fire remain alive.

[panjackdaw]

Odin and the Pursuit of Wisdom

[cirosan]

Odin, a god who possesses wisdom and intelligence.

Praise him

[panjackdaw]

Prayer to Odin and Tiwaz Reversed

Odin, All-Father, keeper of runes and hidden wisdom, stand with me beneath the sign of Tiwaz reversed.

Teach me when not to fight, when to lower the spear, when silence is stronger than force, and patience more sacred than victory.

Bless this reversal as medicine. Turn my pride into humility, my anger into clarity, my fear into honest courage.

Guide me away from false battles and empty sacrifice. Show me what is truly worth defending.

When the time is right, may my will rise again cleanly, without arrogance, without cruelty, with honor rooted in wisdom.

Odin, guide my hand, guard my spirit, and teach me the strength of the inward warrior.

So may it be.

[panjackdaw]

Prayer Poem to Odin and the Blessings of Fehu Reversed

Odin, Wanderer of storm and ash, One-Eyed Lord of the hidden road, hear me beneath the crooked rune, where Fehu turns its face away.

Bless me not only with gain, but with wisdom when gain withdraws. Bless me not only with abundance, but with sight when abundance leaks away.

Where cattle scatter, where coin grows thin, where desire claws at the ribs, teach me the old magic of enough.

Let Fehu reversed become a lantern: show me what I have wasted, what I have worshiped falsely, what hunger is mine, and what hunger was given to me by the world.

Odin, Rune-Father, hang my greed upon the wind. Cut loose the cords of panic, envy, and restless wanting.

May loss become instruction. May delay become discipline. May scarcity reveal the sacred root. May my wealth return first as wisdom, then as right action, then as steady fire in the hand.

Bless the hearth I already have. Bless the tools I already carry. Bless the gifts I have forgotten to honor.

By raven, root, and rune, by the quiet hoofbeat of returning fortune, may Fehu reversed guide me away from false treasure and toward the riches that do not rot.

Hail Odin. Hail the hard blessing. Hail the rune that teaches before it gives.

[tricksterhowls]

I watched a very interesting video about skalds! In it skalds were linked both to Loki and Odin. Odin as the divine inspiration and the actual poetry itself and Loki as the ability to either create or destroy with words. I think that's a very good take honestly.

Ah, I wish I could write poetry like that!