The Wild Hunt (https://wildhunt.org/category/living)
Of the two divisions of deities in Norse mythology and religion, the Æsir are – largely thanks to Jack Kirby and Stan Lee – the better known in today’s popular culture. The Vanir, however, are just as complex and worthy of veneration as their Æsir counterparts.
Just as sane people don’t need to embrace the insanity of the Trumpies, Heathens of positive intent don’t need to take on any of the awfulness of the neo-völkisch haters and their ilk. We can make empathy a central point of what we believe and what we practice.
After experiencing the challenges of the five months following Helene, I eagerly moved through the kaleidoscopic seasons, observing the early signs of change. I danced in the garden when I found purple dead nettle blooming, and I crowed with delight when the daffodils returned from the underworld.
We were finally finding a way into the grooves of the Akashic record: the information superhighway was the Force, it was the oversoul, and we paid for it by the minute. One of the very first things I ever searched for on Alta Vista was Witchcraft.
Almost immediately the charges of “Oathbreaker” began to surface, for I had dared to speak out against a beloved elder. Now I was fair game for attack, verbally and magically. This was the beginning of what would later morph into targeted harassment. In the midst of this, my husband mentioned the situation to a mundane co-worker who replied, “Dude, you’re in a cult!”
The magic that I do has the same grit-teeth determination as any other chore. I need to wash the dishes. I need to take out the trash. I need to light a candle and tell Hermes that I am afraid. I need to tell the Puck I love him. But the baby is coming in a month and a half.
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