One Völva's Journey
I took a nap this afternoon, one laid upon by a wild whimsy. I took to bed with me a deep gripping fear, of death and disease and things happening when we aren't looking. I took to bed a bronze and brick Wyrm, one that has sunk into my heart, wrapped itself around that precious… Continue reading The Entrance of a Wyrm
I make my showers regular little rituals. I often receive visions in the shower because it is such a fantastic place to trance. A few days ago while showering I felt the mantle of Frigga fall upon my shoulders and figured I would ask the big questions while I had her attention. "Beloved, what would… Continue reading We Are Not Alone
Staff, Veil & Drum 