Thoughts on Odin

While attending Faeryworlds this last weekend and reading and drinking between musical acts, I had some thoughts on Odin. Feminine arts of Seidr I’m not convinced that the feminine aspect here is sexual. It may be other things. Take the raw, masculine power found in Thurisaz, the rune of Thor. It is immediate. It is […]

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Resonate

Back in the 90’s I was stationed in Tennessee for a few months where I was learning the basics of aircraft electrical systems. We had four-man rooms and every floor had a communal “head”, aka, a bathroom. There were toilet stalls on one side, sinks and mirrors on the other, and a large open room […]

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Stoic Throat Punches

Because much of the time the expression of anger would be out of proportion to the situation. So many of the men would simply suppress the energy. Like holding onto an internal explosion. I remember telling my therapist that I often felt like a million pieces that wanted to fly apart, held together with old Scotch tape. This dichotomy of holding it in, or exploding out, creates a curious energy as the act of not doing anything adds to the fuel of anger in his thoughts. For the thoughts associated with the anger are often righteous in their tone. And it does not take much to be convinced that holding back isn’t worth it. In a battle of wills, righteousness will often win out over fear. In this heated internal world of thought I’ve injected Stoic thought into the mix.

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Going Down

It is the weekend and my day is filled with books, coffee, and incense. I put on some good music and sat in front of my altar for a while. On my altar sit a variety of things. It is less a geometric space akin to a physical mandala as some altars are, but more […]

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Sowilo

Yesterday’s emotion was a surprise. It also came on at the same time that I fell sick with a cold, no doubt from entering into this motel room where I’ve been for two days. Last night I thought I would drown in my own fluids. Before I went to bed, however, I drew a single […]

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The Hanged Man

I have been given exactly what I wanted… days with nothing to do. I have bookshelves filled to overflowing with various books. They are in no particular order (philosophy is in that general direction, poetry is over there… except for Graves, who’s over there with introspective writing with Thoreau, who is nearby environmental writings…). And […]

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Losing my self   

I want to love. I want to have a love where I can share the totality of my being with another person and for them to see me, and I to see them. I want them to actively bring out the best within me, pushing me and angering me when necessary, but always loving me. I want to be the sort to do that in return.

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