Valhalla or Bust? Nah fam.
Hello, fellow kids. Did I use the “nah fam” thing correctly? I’m old and bad at titles, so you get what you get. That awkwardness aside, let’s get to the real controversy: Valhalla is overrated. I don’t get the obsession. Come at me.
Heathens Against Hate
I was three years old when we moved to West Germany. The base and town we first lived in had been an SS training camp during WW2, and our downstairs neighbor was a sweet old lady who knitted sweaters for me while she told my mom stories about her time as a secretary for the…
About the Capitol Coup
If you’re interested in my Big Thoughts about the idiot with the valknut and Mjolnir tattoos, check out my article on Patheos about it. I encourage you to read it primarily because a friend in the Northeast Heathen Community made a hugely important point about the bigger issue: the headdress that’s being mocked as a…
Some Things Aren’t Worth Saving
For some inexplicable reason, there’s been a noticeable uptick lately in debates around “reclaiming” the swastika. WHY?! It’s frustrating enough to see arguments in favor of trying to erase the stigma and bring it back into the fold, but it’s absolutely enraging to see people respond to the “let it go” statements with arrogant “well…
Landvættir, Nisser, and Ghosts . . . Oh My!
This post is long overdue as it’s a requested topic from my awesome friend P. She asked me to talk about the landvættir/honoring land wights quite some time ago, but as I’ve admitted before, they’ve never been a huge part of my practice because I don’t notice or sense/feel them the way I do the…
Gebo, Gebo, Gebo
Last night was a bit of an emotional roller coaster, one of laughter and frustration and relief and rage. At the end of it all, I was left feeling so astoundingly grateful for — you guessed it — my family, friends, and community. The compassion and love and laughter we share is the greatest gift…
Keep the Lines of Communication Open
I’ve been mulling over some discussions I’ve come across on a few different sites and various groups the last few days. There’ve been several people who are expressing dismay and frustration at the lack of “hearing” or experiencing the gods directly, and one or two people seem to be questioning whether or not this means…
Pilgrimage to Iceland
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…
Oh, Rite…
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…
Group Chat
“Not everyone dies in a battle. Someone has to survive to care for the dead.” “We’ve fucked with him long enough. He’s yours, and he’s been waiting for you. Go to him.” “FINALLY! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW LONG I’VE WAITED?! ANY CLUE HOW HARD I’VE WORKED? GAAHHHHH! . . . Oh, and Hi.”…
The Story, or Proof the Gods are Not Subtle Beings
Don’t think I’ve missed the irony in the title, that as oblivious as I am I still have the nerve to claim that the gods I honor are very blunt creatures. Faith is a funny thing, something that’s understood by those who have it and something considered foolish by those who don’t. Even the faithful…
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A Loki Kinda Life 