You know, there's nothing as refreshing as having a good old-fashioned existential crisis at 1:30 am on a work night. Well, I exaggerate just a little; it wasn't really a crisis, as I wasn't doubting the veracity of beliefs or experiences or my own existence and purpose. My faith is horrifying in its strength, almost … Continue reading The Gods, They Are A’Changin…

Like others who are passionate about Tricksters in mythology and religion, April Fool's Day is my High Holy Day. So much so, that I always want to schedule the day off for observance, but can't because I've usually been out sick around that time (don't get me started on seasonal allergies, or the surgeries I've … Continue reading It’s Loki Day, Bitches. Take a Sticker.

In the weeks leading up to my trip to Iceland, I couldn't stop thinking about Neil Gaiman's American Gods. It's been my favorite book ever since an amazing friend loaned it to me in the fall of 2001, and it was heavy on my mind as I prepared for my excursion to the glaciers and … Continue reading Pilgrimage to Iceland

This marks my descent into stranger territories, which oughta be good because I haven't exactly been trying to pass myself off as a stable, normal, well-adjusted creature in the first place. I mean, Lokian nun on the path to becoming a Gyðja, etc etc. I'm pretty normal for a religious nut, but, you know. Borderline … Continue reading Oh, Okay Then. . .

Anyone who's read the lore knows that Loki doesn't travel alone. The myths and sagas are full of tales of Odhinn and Loki or Thorr and Loki or all three wandering around together. I've written before that during my time as an Odhinnswoman, I never had one-on-one experiences with Ol' One Eye since Loki was … Continue reading To Love Him is to Love Her

Veiling is a fascinating concept, and it's one that's always tickled at the back of my mind. As I've written many times before, my time in Catholic school inspired a strange fascination with nuns, and as such I consider myself a Lokian nun, so complete is my devotion, so deep is our relationship. I've often … Continue reading Hairy Situation

In anticipation of delving into the Troth's Clergy Program, I was reviewing my not-so-little library of lore and heatheny tomes. I found The Troth's printing of Book of Blots, and I was perusing it, looking for ideas to use for upcoming events. It didn't take long for me to realize why this book was forgotten … Continue reading Oh, Rite…

I'm open about my beliefs, always have been. In high school, though it was a Catholic school, our mascot was the Viking. My principal got a kick out of me because I was the only Scandinavian there. "There she is!" he'd shout in the hallway. "Our actual Viking!" "Hail Odhinn!" I'd reply, loudly. "Stop that!" … Continue reading Sarcasm is His Language

We all know the Trickster has a sweet tooth. He also likes to share. More often than not, when I buy him a donut or other snack, I end up getting double what I paid for, or the vending machine will give me wrong change, just enough to buy a second bag of Goldfish or … Continue reading Lessons from Loki

Within 10 minutes of hitting "publish" on the article about the old family photographs and the recurring dreams, I got some more pictures from my cousin. The timing was impeccable, because I'd just finished writing about my grandfather keeping us close to the gods, but including the caveat that I didn't think anyone in the … Continue reading Follow-up to the last post. . .