Thursday, March 26, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
I'm blogging this article for two reasons:
- It mentions Ásatrú.
- It concerns a matter of religious freedom/choice.
It is the function of art to carry us beyond speech to experience." -- Joseph Campbell (1904 - 1987), American mythologist, writer, and lecturer, from his book Sake and Satori (New World Library, 2002; edited by David Kudler)
Monday, March 23, 2009
- ...most Israeli pagans reveal their beliefs only to those who share them. They usually keep religious gatherings ... secret.
- "Some guys live with religious families. They can't tell their parents, 'I don't believe in Judaism, I'm a pagan.' They'd chop off their heads."
- "In a country like ours ... being a pagan is not easy ... Worshiping other gods is something very sensitive in Judaism. We all were educated [to think] this is intolerable and illogical."
- "...Judaism has only one god, and if you do not believe in him, you will be driven off with stones."
Friday, March 20, 2009
Freya, our Lady of love, beauty, and fertility
Nerthus, earth Mother, womb of the world
Sunna, Lady of the heavens, bright and glorious in your return
Ostara, the spring Maiden, it is in your name we gather this day
Winter is over
The land is awakened with your creative and sustaining powers
Flowers long to bloom
The light quickens, lengthening the days
And, soon we hope, warming them as well.
Thus the cycle continues.
Spring is nigh upon us:
Ostara takes root in our hearts
And then blossoms in our deeds.
We depart knowing her blessings.
Words: © Brian Weis 2008
photo credit: Frank Black 2008
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
The Lorica (or Breastplate) is a prayer written in Irish and Latin that is often attributed to Saint Patrick. There are many variations of it (one can be found here), but I have decided to rewrite it in "honor" of the old saint who is said to have driven out the pagans. Now it has a nice Heathen slant...
A Heathen's Breastplate
I arise today
Heir to the strength of Asgard;
Light of the sun,
Splendor of fire,
Swiftness of wind,
Depth of the sea,
Stability of earth,
Firmness of rock.
I arise today with mine own strength to pilot me;
Thor's might to uphold me,
Frigga's wisdom to guide me,
Odin's hand to guard me,
Heimdall's watch to shield me,
Freya's love to bless me.
Afar and anear,
Alone or in a multitude.
The ancestors are with me,
before me, behind me,
on my right, on my left.
As sure as
The Earth beneath me,
The Sky above me,
The Holy Powers within me.
I arise today
Rooted in the mighty traditions of my past.
And I walk Midgard,
Sending forth the blessings of this day's deeds to generations yet unborn.
copyright 2008, BSW