Rune Divination Practise

September 20, 2016

Today’s rune is G – Gebo – “gift”. Symbolising all gifts, giving, and balancing of energies. As Odin said in the Hávamál: “Better not to ask than to overpledge, for a gift demands a gift in return”. In fact, the Hávamál  has much to say about gifts and gifting.

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Rune Divination Practise

September 15, 2016

Today’s rune is H – Hagalaz  -“hail”: The sudden, unavoidable wrath of a hailstorm. Blight of crops, destruction of all that you have made.

As I posted below, I’m using Freya Aswynn’s “Runes of Yggdrasil” cards to do these daily rune readings. I drew last night for today and, for the first time, the card flipped.

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Runes of Yggdrasil: Rune Cards

September 15, 2016

As you’ve probably noticed, I’ve been doing a “rune-a-day” divination practise – selecting a single rune to advise me of the tone or events of the day ahead. Choosing a single rune makes it easier to see how that particular rune manifests or defines  things.

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Rune Divination Practise

September 14, 2016

The divination practise continues, today’s rune being O – Othila – “inherited land”. Walking the dogs with my wife, they split and went separate ways; I followed one as she stayed with the other pair. Our paths diverged, then drew back together and crossed, describing a perfect Othila on the meadow. This reminded me how the O rune also represents the Va or “sacred enclosure”- defined by a rope or somesuch, the entrance being where the line crosses itself: the person inside the Va must open the way.

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Sword Art Online

September 10, 2016

“No. You’re just memorising the words. You have learn what the words of power mean first then match them with the effects of the magic. That’s how you memorise spells.”

Sword Art Online: S01E19

Rune Divination Practise

September 10, 2016

Today I drew Berkana… again. After the other day, I knew that this was pointing toward nurturing and “maternal” parenting – since my eldest son was away at a friend’s place and my wife was at an away match/tournament, I knew this was referring to how I parent my youngest son; just turned 8 years old.

For reasons I’ll not go into right now, I have been irritable, irascible and easily angered of late. Poor kid caught the brunt of this a few times and got properly yelled at in a totally non-berkana way. I realised that I needed to drop the Patriarchal Mode and Laying Down the Law in favour of a softer, more nurturing aspect

See… to me, there are clearly layers to a single rune reading: not only does it tell you what to expect, it also clues you in to what is expected of you… the riddle and the solution are one and the same.

So, we get to the afternoon and I have a massive flip-out over a tech issue he hasn’t even caused and I realise I need to Berkana it up a bit. Since he was watching episodes of The Croods cartoon on Netflix, I ask if he’d like to watch the actual film… I said we could get it if he wanted (yeah, shamefaced overcompensation). Naturally he did, so we got it and put it on the Big TV.

All I can say is that it was a huge Nudge-Wink-Lol… I totally identified with the Caveman Dad, saw the ANGRYME as this cartoon exaggeration… I’m not going to spoil the film, suffice it to say that it was very cathartic. I understand that it’s not impossible to change, just that – right now – it’s gonna take a bit of vigilance.

But, hey… that’s why I’m drawing the runes, no? To put myself at one with the cosmic flow.


Rune Divination Practise

September 8, 2016

Trying to get back into runic divination, I drew a rune last night to represent the tone of today and got R – Raidho – Rad – “riding/journeys” inverted… wondering if inverted means “in a bad way” or just “not quite manifested”…

I figured that one out after spending nearly 3 hours stuck in gridlocked traffic, spiralling out to grip the whole city from its epicentre where a double-decker bus had smooshed a scooter and rider. I was on the scene of the accident just minutes after it happened, just as the first police car started shutting the road in both directions.

I was surprised to get such a visceral, in-ya-face event. I was in the last few people to see the carnage before the cops closed the road. Right time in the wrongest place.

3 hours for what should have taken 20 minutes and a hideous RTA. I now know what “inverted Raidho” means: NO to your Journey, and also bad tidings for the Rider.


Note: I had already drawn another rune: upright B – Berkana – “birch, birth, nurturing/motherhood”, but had *that feeling* that I needed to draw another (which was the doozy). I later realised that Berkana was also accurate, since I had spent a lot of time over the day comforting my wife, who was battling with horrible bouts of deep depression and weeping. Berkana points to her as the maternal – mother of our children – but also to the nurturing, comforting aspect of looking after her.

Wow. Spot on.


April 28, 2016


Hey Widow… It was fun chatting with you after the bout, but I can’t help feeling we got cut short before we’d really scratched the surface. There’s so much more to say.

Because these staves are not just inert shapes, and when you inscribe them onto you, you become theirs – long before you can truly say that *they* are *yours*.

Know you how to cut them? How to colour them? To test them? To send them?

More than a simple adornment, each embodies an energy, a process, an entity – and not all of them will share a table.

Are you prepared to speak *to* them? Speak *for* them? To do as they bid at any hour of the day or night?

I dedicated myself to them long before I etched them onto my skin… By then they were already bone-deep in my being. They pulsed in my marrow, stole my sanity, whittled away my friends until only the longest suffering stayed by me. I can count them on one hand with digits to spare.

I carved my oath upon my heart in a shitty hotel room in Paddington, with its shagged-out bed and full-width mirror. Totally alone.

All this years before I earned the right to bear their marks.

Tread carefully, know what you are asking for before you offer your self, your soul and your sanity.

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December 21, 2014

Well, that was a weird one.

My (step)son is about to turn 17 and we – me and his mom – just initiated him into the “adult” world of his Ancestors. Not only what WE were “up to”, but also the handed-down stories of what our own parents did.

Yes. Some of these stories involved substances best mentioned only in hushed tones. What was best about these conversations was the passing-on of the “best practice” notes that we had stuck to back when we were fearless young souls.

1) Do not eat anything whose provenance you cannot vouch for.

2) It’s best to traverse new territory with an experienced guide.

3) Relax. It’s not gonna kill you.

Like Neo on his first Red Pill, how can you prepare your child for an experience that is (probabilistically) going to happen whether you want it to or not? My own opinion is to be honest about what has worked for you and what hasn’t – and don’t pretend to knowledge you don’t have. I can’t honestly comment about crack or meth, other than to say that I would prefer it if they didn’t become involved with either.

That’s about as far as I can go.

Which is not to say that it’s as far as they will.

Strangely, he decided to stick with his familiar path… what this means is anyone’s guess, other that that skills which have been hibernating for a decade or more might actually come back to light.

Bring it on.

One Tree, Not Two

November 21, 2014

“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.”

Louis de Bernières