My gods are with me

Fen | 27 | Friend of Freyja | Spouse of Tyr | Heathen for 6 years now and I just want to share my practice and talk about the gods I love.  

[gifsfromthecrows]

whoever made a wish upon a star that I would be bored during game night and make up some more pride inkle patterns... Here Ya Go. variations on themes

[ghostweaver]

I love that inkle weaving makes it so easy to mess around with color. Because it's just warp-faced plain weave, the colors and how they're warped is what makes the pattern, and you have the freedom to do so much with so little. This pattern is mostly stripes, the most basic thing you can do aside from a solid-colored band, but using colored stripes strategically gives you quite the sunset gradient. This many unique colors in any other pattern type may be too busy or overwhelming, but in the right contexts, any combination can be gorgeous!

It's amazing, really, because no matter how much I weave, I will never truly be able to capture every combination. There will always be more colors to add, more patterns to try, more orders and more widths and more numbers... the possibilities are endless! And what a paradoxically beautiful thing that is, to start on a quest that you have no hope of finishing. Your adventure will never have to end, but on the other side of the coin, you will never get to the end. Not in this lifetime, not in a thousand lifetimes. But how lovely it is to take part in that journey regardless. How lovely it is to know that you've created something new, something no one else has made, something that may inspire someone else someday. Then maybe, if you could be so lucky, the discovery of your journey will start another's, and your story will be woven into theirs. One could only dream...

[havinghorns]

Finished weaving my feather band, now just to decide what to do with it...

[theconcealedweapon]

[juno-infernal]

Glen Martin Taylor, “but i am safe in here.”

[mischievousdog]

Wonky Fenrir vibes in honor of the winter solstice and the polar night

[sylvanidae]

Skoll & Hati (2022)

[bees-with-swords]

"Do you ever dream of land?" The whale asks the tuna.

"No." Says the tuna, "Do you?"

"I have never seen it." Says the whale, "but deep in my body, I remember it."

"Why do you care," says the tuna, "if you will never see it."

"There are bones in my body built to walk through the forests and the mountains." Says the whale.

"They will disappear." Says the tuna, "one day, your body will forget the forests and the mountains."

"Maybe I don't want to forget," Says the whale, "The forests were once my home."

"I have seen the forests." Whispers the salmon, almost to itself.

"Tell me what you have seen," says the whale.

"The forests spawned me." Says the salmon. "They sent me to the ocean to grow. When I am fat with the bounty of the ocean, I will bring it home."

"Why would the forests seek the bounty of the oceans?" Asks the whale. "They have bounty of their own."

"You forget," says the salmon, "That the oceans were once their home."

[hellishwork]

tyr |  hymiskvitha, st. 6

[that-beheld-bastard]

How to love a god

1. Foolishly.

They do not care for you, do not know you. You are nothing but an amusement in a world of the mundane familiar. Savor that.

2. Unabashedly.

It is beyond your comprehension, and the study of it is your rapture. There is nothing here that you could ever understand. You do not look away.

3. Breathlessly.

When did you first feel them? When did the all encompassing pressure begin to grow? Does it matter? You cannot breathe. Its too much. You want more.

4. Desperately.

You are lost and losing more the longer you wander here, in this garden of wrong turns and impossible riddles. Inside It calls to you and promises safe passage in payment for faith. What a beautiful lie

5. Helplessly.

Of course you love them. You always have. They found you and made you theirs, isn’t it such a gift?

6. Recklessly.

You will burn yourself out in a blaze of glory in hopes that a supernova will notice, but the thrill of the burn is worth it in its own right.

7. Blindly.

You know nothing of it because you have never confronted it. It lurks behind you always, never seen but ever noticed. Whisper your prayers to the shadows, maybe one day one of them will listen.

8. Ceaselessly.

It is just out of reach, constantly flitting in and out of existence, close enough to taunt, far enough to evade your grasping claws. You’ll catch it one day. Its already caught you.

9. Thunderously.

Fight. Tear. Rend. Bleed. Blood is the oldest call to the gods and they will listen. If you spill enough that is.

10. Inevitably.

It was always going to lead you here, to the point where nothing has ever mattered but who you are and the fact that you will never change again. It does not care for you, so there is no judgement here.

11. Harmoniously.

You cannot cooexist with them for they are more than can ever be explained but you can become more-than-you if you try, a fragile counterpoint to their divine song.

12. Freely.

This was chosen for you by you by chance but the reward is an endless being, live without the boundaries of ‘too much’.

13. Collectively.

You are but a collection of parts, but every piece of your self calls out in rapture of their use in service to the perfect whole you can become.

14. Exclusively.

No one loves your god as you do, you alone know the truth to it existence, you alone know how to fill the vacuum of nothing that cradles you. You will never fill it.

1. Foolishly.

This cannot continue. There is nothing there to love.

[tallahasseemp3]

[themidgardwyrdo]

Little Black Wolf

Little black wolf with eyes like the sun. You who are seated with sad fate. Restrained to a mountain. For the crime of existence. For a crime that You have no control over. The punishment handed out unfairly.

Little black wolf with fur as soft as down. You who are seated with sad fate. Restrained to a mountain. Your mother mourns Her son. Yet He is not dead, but confined, Confined, to His prison for no other reason but fear.

Little black wolf with fangs as white as pearls. You who are seated with a sad fate. Restrained to a mountain. Your cries torture Your father. The sword that pierces You, wounds His heart deeply too. For He knows that there is nothing He can do to save You.

Little black wolf with the sad fate. You will one day have Your day. And break free from these ribbons and have Your justice. You will feast on those who've hurt You. On the bloody playground that is Ragnarök.

[yourlocalnymphh]

Beau Taplin, Desire

[lancevance]

this video has been haunting me all day

[3y3]

Sin Eater Illustrations

[sroloc--elbisivni]

[grabs your shirt] listen. listen to me. the practical is holy. the everyday is sacred. the simple act of surviving is divine. do you get it? sanctity begins at home, in the hands that build and the lives we live and the deaths we die and the worms that eat our bodies. if making something by hand is not worthy of veneration then nothing is.

[killer-mistletoe]

Idk.

The majority of people who convert to Paganism, including Norse Paganism/Heathenry, were once Christians. Myself included. And I’m really tired of the terms “former Christian” and/or “ex Christian” floating around on this cite, being used as a derogatory. Cause when I made the decision to stop going to church it wasn’t because it was all sunshine and rainbows.

So the last thing I want is to see a million fucking posts about how being forced into a religion as a child that I hated impedes my ability to be a proper Pagan. Or how unfortunate it is that my little Christianize brain can’t process Norse Paganism as well as a former atheist. It’s bullying for one thing and for another it invalidates a lot of people’s hardships they faced because they were likely also forced to go to church. You’re shaming people for the abuse they suffered at the hands of the church.

And people are probably going to comment saying I don’t understand. It’s a joke. It’s sarcasm. Sarcasm doesn’t make verbal/emotional abuse (which exactly cyber bullying is) less abusive. It doesn’t matter if it was meant as a joke. And I’m sure people are going to say I don’t know what I’m talking about. Really, let’s poll all of the Heathens on Tumblr and find out just how many of them

Were forced into Christianity growing up & suffered for it

Have been offended by posts that make ex Christians out as lesser than other Heathens