"I know I hung on that windswept tree, Swung there for nine long nights, Wounded by my own blade, Bloodied for Odin, Myself an offering to myself: Bound to the tree That no man knows Whither the roots of it run. None gave me bread, None gave me drink. Down to the deepest depths I peered Until I spied the runes. With a roaring cry I seized them up, Then dizzy and fainting I fell. Well being I won And wisdom too. I grew and took joy in my growth: From a word to a word I was led to a word, From a deed to another deed.” driftwood from the baltic sea - oak, eye and stars from baltic amber, lost eye - fossile crinoid (trochit) - sunwheel stone #odin# wodan #wotan #runesong #viking #edda #norseman #norsemythology #norsegod #valhalla #shamanic #shamanic #vikingseason4 #pagan #heathen #ragnarlothbrok # lagertha #björn #uthred #wiccan #witchcraft