#ginnregin

[sarenth]

On Gods of Limited Access

There’s a couple of popular TikTok videos going around Pagan and Heathen spaces at the moment. In it, the author states that the Gods do not know you exist. I have also seen a variation on this where the author states that the Gods don’t know we exist unless it is within a group setting from a powerful person. They then propose that what is actually calling of given person to Heathenry are their…

[hvcdrungr]

@ginnregin

“Heeey, gorgeous.”

[ircnwccd]

Welcome to Ironwood. Beware of @ginnregin (0) days without Ginna-related incidents. Our current record is (2) days. Help us improve.

[sinnhelmingr-a-blog]

@ginnregin ll starter call ll selective

“I understand it must be in poor taste to ask you to keep a secret from your leader -- you are, after all, a better woman than any who serve me.” But hangs in the air, hangs in that childish cut of her stare, in her half-parted lips. “It is, however, for the best my lady mother not know of this plan. I have worked far, far too hard for this surprise to have it spoiled.”

[broomsick]

“Then began I to thrive,

and wisdom to get,

I grew and well I was;

Each word led me on | to another word,

Each deed to another deed.

Runes shalt thou find, | and fateful signs,

That the king of singers colored,

And the mighty gods have made;

Full strong the signs, | full mighty the signs

That the ruler of gods doth write.”

Hávamál - The Sayings of Har, stanzas 141-142

Þá nam ek frævask ok fróðr vera | Rúnar munt þú finna ok ráðna stafi, ok vaxa ok vel hafask, orð mér af orð i orðs leitaði, verk mér af verkiverks leitaði. mjök stóra stafi, mjök stinna stafi, er fáði fimbulþulr ok gerðu ginnregin ok reist hroftr rögna.

[armentarius]

Þat er þá reynt, er þú að rúnum spyrr inum reginkunnum, þeim er gerðu ginnregin ok fáði fimbulþulr, þá hefir hann bazt, ef hann þegir.

[witnesstruesorcery]

Runaljod - Ragnarok

Here it is. My homage to Wardruna and their third installment in the Runaljod saga-trilogy. Don't need to say or describe anything about the music or the album. Each song speaks of itself and it is quite hard to describe perfection in simple words anyway! I did this drawing in a manner of a few days and I also came up with the idea of the 24 Rune-Elder Futhark encircling the actual logo. This drawing is inspired by the official artwork of the album www.rarelyunable.com/wp-conten… and very much of the music as well and the concept ot Wardruna. Full circle means new opportunities. There is no end to the cycle, only never ending death-rebirth scenario until infinity! Rúnar munt þú finna         ok ráðna stafi,                     mjök stóra stafi,                 mjök stinna stafi,                 er fáði fimbulþulr               ok gerðu ginnregin             ok reist Hroftr rögna.

© Borislav Vakinov

[ginnregin]

ginnregin asked here:

"I brought whiskey." And let herself in, apparently - though it wasn't too much of a surprise when she also had a key just in case. Ginna frowned when that didn't get a response, however, glancing around the main area and eventually finding Angrboda. Her eyebrows furrowed a little and she set down the bottle before setting a hand on the other's shoulder and asked, "Boda, you okay?" She hadn't exactly been quiet moving about, seeing as neither of them reacted the best at being snuck up on.{mafia}

@ircnwccd

“Hm, yes…”, Boda replied hastily, eyesight still focused on the pile of papers she had before her. A mess of scribbles, dates, places, arrows, some photographs. It was not a good habit to lose oneself so completely to the point of ignoring the outside world, but she was hell-bent on the task at hand. A task Ginna would probably dislike, given the scope of it all.

Boda shoved every page into a folder and closed it as fast as she could. Sighing, she reached for Ginna’s hand on her shoulder and gave it a squeeze. “Did you say whiskey?”

Sometimes she didn't know why they bothered asking each other if they were alright from time to time - they always said they were out of habit despite the truth. Ginna kept her hand on Boda's shoulder beneath hers as she moved around to perch on the table after the papers were rustled away. Was it worth an argument?

"Yep, and it looks like you could use it," she teased instead, resisting the urge to sigh. Instead, she opened the bottle, setting it back on the table momentarily to go grab them cups. "Penny for your thoughts or should I just worry you're going to try to get yourself almost killed again?" she finally asked as she returned and poured them each part of a glass, leaning on the table's edge again as she sipped hers.

[sarenth]

Patreon Song/Poem/Prayer 21 -For Freya

If you want to submit a request for a prayer, poem, or song to be written to you privately or to be posted on this blog or my Patreon for a God, Ancestor, or spirit, sign up for the Ansuz and above level here on my Patreon. This prayer was requested from Maleck Odinsson for Freya.

Seiðkona Who shakes in the throes of vaettir

Spákona Who hears the vaettir speak

Ginnregin Who embodies power

[sarenth]

AGF 89 – The Year of Aun

Summary Rune Hjárnø Rasmussen and Jósúa Hróðgeir Rood join us to talk about their project to revive the Year of Aun in 2023, a once every eight years cycle of extra renewal and celebration that was once a legal requirement of ancient Norse practice! It has a mythic story of good vs. bad action, and […]AGF 89 – The Year of Aun

[sarenth]

AGF 89 – The Year of Aun

Summary Rune Hjárnø Rasmussen and Jósúa Hróðgeir Rood join us to talk about their project to revive the Year of Aun in 2023, a once every eight years cycle of extra renewal and celebration that was once a legal requirement of ancient Norse practice! It has a mythic story of good vs. bad action, and […]AGF 89 – The Year of Aun

[sarenth]

A Heathen Prepping -Prepping for Convergent Crises

We are at a crossroads of convergent crises. At time time of this writing the United States is facing the following: supply chain disruption resulting in delays of goods and then services, health care staffing shortages, shortages in necessary medical goods supplies, ongoing massive infections of COVID-19, and rising inflation. Then there is the civil unrest we have still largely not dealt with…

[hvcdrungr]

@ginnregin

“Could you please announce to my consort of my arrival?”

[ircnwccd]

☎ ✉ ⁇ # -ginnregin

Text Prompts – Mafia verse | accepting.

☎ - a rushed text.

[msg: #1 pain] got shot get stuff ready need patching

✉ - a text not sent.

[msg: #1 pain] [not sent] I see the way you look at me. Just come over and let’s get it over with.

⁇ - a drunk text.

[msg: #1 pain] home alome birng more alochol nd your fine ass

# - a random text.

[msg: #1 pain] I was thinking about renting a car and going on a road trip. What do you think?

[ircnwccd]

cont from here | @ginnregin​

“Forgive me, Chieftain. Certainly you understand that I do not wish to explain to your consort, and one day your son, how you died,” Ginna replied, standing her ground. Perhaps her wording was foolish, but at least she had waited until they were alone. “You have too much to live for now to make rash decisions.”

Angrboda was livid -- probably due to the hormones of pregnancy and the fact her firstborn had barely been born. The rational side of the Iarnvidia knew Ginna’s concern to be valid, still anger tinted her vision red. “The only rash decision I wish to do now concerns your death, not my own”, she spat back. However harsh her words, the Chieftain began trying to breathe in and out.

[ircnwccd]

; things angrboda’s nine betas can do:

call her Angrboda (as well as Chieftain)

give their opinions even if she doesn’t ask for them

question her decisions

things angrboda’s nine betas cannot do:

call her a fUCKING IDIOT, GINNA