The Stang and the Crossroads

This is one of the most poetically powerful blogs I’ve read in quite a while.

Weiß Alb Hearth

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This weekend I looked at my schedule between projects at work and home. The calendar is filled and I realized I was running on empty. There were not enough hours in the day for everything that needed my attention and no matter how many times I re-organized my schedule I just couldn’t fit it all in.

Things around here have been the good sort of busy. The studio has clients lined up through May, seeds and bulbs have been started indoors, side gardens are ready for planting, and minus an intense “wind event” (that’s what the news station called it, it was more like “hey, all of your stuff is now in Oz”) that rendered one of the freestanding greenhouses into a crumpled pile, we have done well. I am grateful!

An acre of Weiß Alb is being utilized by those within the Confederation of Sachsenheim to use as a…

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The Scholar and the Servant

Weiß Alb Hearth

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Spring is arriving in a hurried way here. It was seventy degrees the last week of February and the first week of March brought with it heavy and damaging winds to much of the East Coast here in the States. Warm weather is nice. Consistently warm trends in February are troubling. However, the birds seem to get on with it and have begun appearing more frequently each day. They learn and adapt to conditions in fair or foul (fowl?) weather. Then they set to building themselves the best homes.

Every year it’s the Dark-eyed Junco’s who first begin coming in numbers. Some never leave. I maintain Weiß Alb in a way that serves the wildlife as an area of preservation. This land has never been treated with synthetic chemicals and affords protected species, like our sacred white deer that lend this hearth its name, a place of sanctuary. Throughout…

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Land Claiming Ritual for the Windsong Foundation

On August 21st, 2016, nearly fifteen people gathered in the lengthening shadows of the Colorado Rockies late on a glorious summer day.  We came representing various tribes and paths.  There were heathens, druids, and my wife, who could best succinctly describe her spirituality as “Polytheist-it’s complicated.”  We had come to this newly purchased lot of land in order to perform a land claiming ceremony.  Land claiming is a well-established part of Heathen life.  We have literary evidence for it in the Sagas, with some of the best examples being from “Landnamabok”.  It is the ritual use of fire to make a claim on land, and it seems to have held both legal and religious significance.  The “A Heathen Thing” blog has a good write up on the subject at http://odin.heathenthing.org/?page_id=109 for anyone interested.

Once it was clear anyone coming was present, we distributed candles and torches to each person, while several of us had bells, and one a bodhran.  We started our procession to each of the symbolic four corners of the property.  The property is thirty-six acres so I believe a decision had been made early on to use these symbolic corners to save everyone quite a hike. Previously there had been a private ceremony of propitiation in which people circled the property counter-clockwise and made offerings asking the spirits not to harm us.  This public ceremony was clockwise and offerings were made asking the spirits for goodwill, with the hope of alliances being formed.

The leader of the ceremony carried a hammer to symbolize Mjolnir and the next in line carried a pole from the land that will become one of the god-poles watching the property.  The bells were rung, the drum beat, and the fires carried.

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At each of the four locations, the procession stopped, and while people chanted and asked for the spirits’ attention and well-wishes, we made our offerings of fruit and flowers;

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tobacco, honey, and cream.

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At the fourth spot, the leader of the procession asked for the land-wights’ blessings and offered up acknowledgment that the early settlers here had treated the land badly.  It was refreshing to hear someone speak frankly and honestly to the debt we owe the spirits.  This was a moment of frisson for me, and I’m quite sure the spirits heard these words.

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That was the end of the land claiming ceremony.  From there, we all made our way to the area that will be the future hof, where a single round of symbel was held.  Just as we finished the last toast, the first thunder of the day pealed.  An auspicious omen I’d say.

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After which we settled down to eat, drink, and build relationships between us.

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The final activity of the day was a viewing of the future site for the main hörgr where we were asked to each gather a rock to begin its construction.

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I am not a joiner.  I’m introverted and usually quite happy to spend my time with my wife.  However, over the last year I’ve had the opportunity to be a part of a group that is walking their talk and accomplishing something for polytheists instead of the endless bickering and back-biting that far too often plagues our communities.

If you’re interested in learning more about the people or purpose behind this ritual, please vist The Windsong Foundation https://www.facebook.com/windsongfoundation/ which is a non-profit organization dedicated to the preservation and continuation of polytheistic practices.  The land will soon be available for polytheists, heathens, druids, and others to use for ritual and spiritual purposes.

All photographs contained in this post are used with the express permission of Charlotte Harloff, owner and photographer at http://shutterbugsperspective.com/

A Thrill of Polytheistic Discovery and the Dissatisfaction of its Spread

Of Axe and Plough

Helio recently wrote a piece about the discovery of a little-known indigenous Iberian canine god, Quangeio. I have provided a link to it, because I think it is really cool, and not at all because I’m going to disagree or speak to his points. Gods, especially local gods, can help tie people to the place more fundamentally and intimately than a wider pantheon, and there’s something noteworthy about being able to claim that one’s back yard is quite literally the old stomping grounds of a deity. Unfortunately, this is not something that many polytheists from the New World that do not follow indigenous tradition can speak to. So perhaps there is a little bit of jealousy coming from this, as well.

There are many Gods who are unknown to modern Pagans and polytheists. They are recorded in dusty tomes filed away in the collections of antiquities and folklore studies…

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The Gods are Bigger than Us, How We Treat One Another Is Important, and These Two Statements Have Nothing To Do With One Another

A moderate and well-thought out post. The author makes strong points in a clear, calm voice.

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As the broader Western Polytheist communities have grown in recent years, there has been quite a lot of vigorous debate about the nature of polytheism, who “counts” as a polytheist, who has the authority to speak about polytheism, etc. This debate is healthy and a very good sign in my opinion – it shows that we all care enough about the ongoing development of our religions and our religious communities that we are willing to wrestle with definitions, beliefs and practices. My concern with the debates as they have been developing is that some participants seem to be trying to exclude others based on ideology that may or may not have anything to do with any one person’s specific polytheist religion. My concern as well is that we are so busy arguing over whose polytheism is *wrong* and what polytheism shouldn’t be, that we are not talking nearly enough about…

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On making space for the gods: a theology

There are some excellent thoughts in this piece. I’m not quite sure I will ever agree with the “For me, every action I make is an offering, and I always do as They ask me to do. ” statement, but I’m relatively new to the devotional aspect, so perhaps that level of trust will come. Which isn’t meant as any kind of slight towards the author at all.

Towards Polytheist Theoilogies

When I discovered there was such a thing as devotional polytheism, one thing stuck out at me like a sore thumb: hospitality.

Perhaps it stuck out at me because, being a first-generation Cuban-American, I was raised in a household where hospitality was simply blood in one’s veins. It is part of our cultural language to be fluent in a certain protocol of accepting visitors, from close friends to strangers coming in from the streets. In the mindset of the culture I was raised in, and in the foundation of my family, homes would be not only homes for us, but homes for others. One did not keep a house tidy just for one’s personal or family order – it was imperative to keep the house tidy and clean in preparation – nay, anticipation – to accept visitors at all times (as usually people knocked instead of notifying ahead of time and asking for…

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