Bindrune for Soul Healing, Renewal, and Inspiration

July 5, 2017 | Filed Under Bindrunes | Comments Off on Bindrune for Soul Healing, Renewal, and Inspiration

If you are new to working with bindrunes, I suggest you read the introductory bindrune post here, then return to this post to read about this specific bindrune. Remember that working with bindrunes, as with working with any kind of magic, does not carry guaranteed results, and may produce results quite different from what you expect.

This bindrune was designed for soul healing through connection with divine energies, leading to renewal and inspiration. It could be useful for someone who is recovering from an illness of any kind, or restoring yourself after a long and difficult passage in your life. It could also work well for someone who is feeling burnt out and disconnected from their self and their life.

Chalc, Laguz, Ansuz

Chalc, Laguz, Ansuz

Chalc (left tile, purple in bindrune): Chalc represents the sacred chalice used in making offerings. Chalc also represents the soul, the container of your best self. This is the you, at present, feeling empty and in need of refilling.

Laguz (center tile, light blue in bindrune): Laguz is the rune of flow—of water, of energy, of thoughts, ideas, and emotions. The flow feels stuck, or perhaps turned off, as you are out of energy of every kind. Laguz helps restore the energy flow, so you can be healed and whole.

Ansuz (right tile, dark blue in bindrune): Ansuz brings divine healing energies and messages of encouragement. Your Gods see you depleted and exhausted, and offer you what you need to return to a balanced state of being.

Ansuz is supporting Laguz, and both are flowing into Chalc, and thus the divine energies feed the flow into your soul, restoring and renewing you.

This bindrune was done in colored pencil. I tried to draw it using fine point calligraphy markers, but the inks muddied, so this one is only in pencil.

You could put a drop of peppermint oil to raise your spirits, rose for loving energies, or rosemary for revitalizing energies. You could also use your favorite oil on it to reinforce the energy with your personal scent. You can also use a magical oil, such as a hoodoo oil or other type of specially prepared oil.

Use this bindrune—and all bindrunes—entirely at your own risk.

Daily Poem: Everything is Going to Be All Right ~ Derek Mahon

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Everything is Going to Be All Right
~ Derek Mahon

How should I not be glad to contemplate
the clouds clearing beyond the dormer window
and a high tide reflected on the ceiling?
There will be dying, there will be dying,
but there is no need to go into that.
The poems flow from the hand unbidden
and the hidden source is the watchful heart.
The sun rises in spite of everything
and the far cities are beautiful and bright.
I lie here in a riot of sunlight
watching the day break and the clouds flying.
Everything is going to be all right.

Daily Poem: Secondary Boycott Ode ~ Sharon Olds

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In honor of our First Amendment rights to peaceful assembly and to petition the government for the redress of grievances, I present this powerful, and still timely, poem.

Happy Independence Day, America. Enjoy the barbecue and fireworks today; tomorrow, resistance resumes.

Secondary Boycott Ode
~ Sharon Olds

I had never seen anything like it. I was walking
out of the office of the braces doctor,
in the same building as the acne doctor,
I was on my way to the lunch counter
that had sandwiches on soft bread
with the crusts cut off—& people were blocking
the doors, following each other around
in a circle, like our junior high marching band,
& they were in the way, between me
& my sandwich. I went up to a lady who was watching,
& asked her what was happening,
& she told me about the segregated
lunch counters in the South—this was
a secondary boycott, of Woolworth’s. & I asked,
how do they choose who walks, & she said,
Anyone can. I had never seen anyone
saying no with their body, with their feet.
When I stepped toward the circle, a man walked a little
faster, & a woman walked a little slower,
& there was a space for me, to sing
without making a sound, at last to be
unfaithful to my family,
stepping out on silence.

You can also hear Sharon Olds reading this poem, courtesy of Knopf Publishers.

A New Piece for Loki’s Altar

July 3, 2017 | Filed Under Altars | 1 Comment

I was fortunate to spend a long afternoon with Karen Krebser of The Muse’s Darling yesterday. In addition to the gift of her delightful company, she presented me with this amazing Loki mask from ArtefaktumUA.

Loki Mask from ArtefaktumUA

Loki Mask from ArtefaktumUA

It’s a bronze piece, but the color shifts with the light, moving among bronze, silver, and black. I’ve been unable to capture it properly with my camera, but it’s quite the hypnotic effect.

It’s perfect for Loki, and He seems quite pleased to have it on His altar.

Daily Poem: Footpaths Cross in the Rice Field ~ Lin Ling

June 30, 2017 | Filed Under Poem for Hela | Comments Off on Daily Poem: Footpaths Cross in the Rice Field ~ Lin Ling

Footpaths Cross in the Rice Field
~ Lin Ling
Translated from Chinese by Kenneth Rexroth and Chung Ling

From “The Penguin Book of Women Poets”: Lin Ling is also known as Li Chi. Both are pseudonyms used by Hu Yun-shang, a native Taiwanese poet. After she left Taiwan for the United States to do graduate work she stopped writing poetry, but her verse is considered important for its imagery and rhythm.

You are horizontal.
I am vertical.
We divide the heavenly bodies
And the four directions between us.
We come from the place of becoming,
Pass by here,
And encounter each other
In this final meeting
In a flooded rice field.
An egret descends on still wings.
We quietly chat about the weather,
And say, ‘I’ll see you again.’
Quietly make an appointment,
Climb to far apart hillsides,
And look back from the summits.
A pure white feather floats down.
As the feather floats down,
Oh, at that moment
We both hope that happiness
May also be like a white bird,
Quietly descending
We hope—
Even though birds
Are creatures with wings.

Rice field

Rice field

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