Honor Odin on Óðinsdagr.
Happy Midsummer Eve to all. Enjoy your partying tonight and then get serious tomorrow.
I like how Diana L. Paxson explains this most Holy time of the year in her book Essential Ásatrú (pg 113)
June 21, or summer solstice – Midsummer. Celebration in honor of summer’s growth, taking advantage of the opportunity to party outdoors all night with lots of food and drink. A time to honor Sunna or Baldr.
Huge ancient monument found in Sweden
Archaeologists have discovered a monumental structure with high wooden poles, dated at 400-500 AD in Uppsala, Sweden.
(The red lines on the map at left designate where the rows of posts have stood. The kilometre-long strip with post holes is seen at right. Gamle Uppsala – Old Uppsala – is about 60 km north of Stockholm. (Photo: Swedish National Heritage Board /www.flygfoto.com))
Archaeologists in Sweden have found two long rows of wooden post holes at nearly right angles to each other. One of the rows is a kilometre long and consists of 144 post holes. The other extends at least 500 metres. The holes are spaced every six metres and the rows are 500 metres apart.
“We think the wooden poles were high, perhaps over eight to ten metres. They have been easily spotted from a distance,” says the project leader of the dig, Lena Beronius-Jörpeland, an archaeologist with the Swedish National Heritage Board.
Connection with the royal burial mounds
The site is just a few hundred metres from a well-known landmark, the Royal Mounds [Kungshögarna]. These are from the decades around 600 AD and had significant functions for religion and trade.
The researchers are speculating about links between the monumental linear structures and the burial mounds. The area they are in is one of the most important known from the Swedish Iron Age.
(Archaeologist Fredrik Thölin takes a breather by the foundation of one the 1,500-year-old posts, preserved in the clay soil. (Photo: Uppland Museum))
(The skeleton of a puppy was found in one of the excavated holes. (Photo: Swedish National Heritage Board))
Lindisfarne Day isn’t a Holy Day but a day of remembrance. On 8 June 793 the Viking Age began with a blood-bath. On this date in history the Northmen arrived on the shores of a tiny island on the northeast coast of England called Lindisfarne. It is also known just as Holy Island. It constitutes the civil parish of Holy Island in Northumberland.
The Anglo-Saxon Chronicle records the event like this …
Her wæron reðe forebecna cumene ofer Norðhymbra land, ⁊ þæt folc earmlic bregdon, þæt wæron ormete þodenas ⁊ ligrescas, ⁊ fyrenne dracan wæron gesewene on þam lifte fleogende. Þam tacnum sona fyligde mycel hunger, ⁊ litel æfter þam, þæs ilcan geares on .vi. Idus Ianuarii, earmlice hæþenra manna hergunc adilegode Godes cyrican in Lindisfarnaee þurh hreaflac ⁊ mansliht.
In this year fierce, foreboding omens came over the land of the Northumbrians, and the wretched people shook; there were excessive whirlwinds, lightning, and fiery dragons were seen flying in the sky. These signs were followed by great famine, and a little after those … the ravaging of wretched heathen people destroyed God’s church at Lindisfarne.
Alcuin, a Northumbrian scholar in Charlemagne’s court at the time, wrote:
Never before has such terror appeared in Britain as we have now suffered from a pagan race. . . .The heathens poured out the blood of saints around the altar, and trampled on the bodies of saints in the temple of God, like dung in the streets.
The ravens fly above my head
and I know that You are there
I can feel it in my chest
The strength that’s like a bear
I remember how you hung like that
Upon that immense tree
Suffering for nine whole days;
Wisdom is never free.
And like you, I bear a sacrifice
and it helps and strengthens me.
Going through each day; a test,
to see if I’m still free.
And each day I’m stronger still,
each day a freer soul.
Jumping bravely into abyss
with naught anything to hold.
Help me help myself some more
on towards the final days
when Heimdall blares the final call
And we’ll all march into our graves.
Written by:© Justin L. O’Brien
(~irishrng on DeviantArt)
Art by: Puimun on DeviantArt
Thanks to Phoenix @ Facebook/The Æsir
A very well written post.
I don’t write very much about religion, especially mine. Most people who know me know that I consider myself a Heathen but I don’t make a big deal over it. I don’t blot with a kindred, I don’t observe many holidays, and I rarely pray or participate in rituals. You know what I do? I read. I participate in several online forums where the information flies forth like limitless mead. One discussion on one part of the Hávamál can easily wipe out three hours of time that could probably better be spent actually doing things around the house that needs to be done. But, that’s what many Heathens do once we get past the Hail-storm. You know, whenever someone even mentions Odin the hail starts flying. Alright, we got it. You really like Odin.
When I first started down this path I wasn’t much different. It was all Viking metal…
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Anybody who follows a fucking religion where a person could construe from church doctrine that there is something “sinful” about being born without the benefit of a father … that person has no brains to think with!
I pray the goddamned Roman Catholic nuns who did this will burn forever in the hell they created. If not there then I pray they are sent to Náströnd, in Hél, to be chewed on forever by Nidhogg.
“The Irish government has acknowledged mounting calls to investigate a mass grave where almost 800 “illegitimate” babies and children are believed to have been buried.
The remains are near the site of a former home for unmarried mothers and their children in Tuam, County Galway.
The children were buried together, without a coffin or gravestone, and dumped in a former concrete septic tank.
…The St Mary’s home in Tuam was run by Catholic nuns and housed women dealing with the “shame” of having a baby out of wedlock.”
Read the rest of the shocking story here.