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Runic Self Mastery: the Gifts & Lessons from Muspelheim

Continuing on our ‘Runic #selfmastery‘ mini series,
Today we’re on a field trip to #muspelheim.
So put some sunscreen on
And bring your sunglasses
Because it’s hot and bright over there!
Muspelheim is one of the two
#primordial Realms (with #niflheim,
Of which I’ll speak next week)
That gave birth to our own #midgard.
This is where the Fire #thurses dwell.
They have their own Realm and their own rules.
And, as most citizens of the #nineworlds,
They can cross dimensions
And come bring chaos & confusion here.
This is the reason why
They need to be kept in check and bound
By #thor and his #thurisaz Rune (Also known as #thurs Rune)
Every once in a while.
Fiery Muspelheim is where
The Creative Unconscious runs wild…
It’s the realm of #imagination, creativity,
#potential and possibilities.
It’s where artists & word weavers
Can and will find #inspiration and/or
The fuel to feed their own inner flame.
Yet the #fire of inspiration can be
As consuming as the fire of passion.
Beware not to get burnt!

I’ll discuss this in more detail (and instructions) in my upcoming Rune Zines.

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Runic Healing: Putting it all Together

After years of hoping, dreaming…and trusting. I’m finally taking the leap and creating my very own Runic Healing tradition.

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The Dark Goddess Within…

“…Many mystical traditions, including Western animistic Paganism, teach that at the very core of our being there is no self to find. At our centre, there is simply the empty darkness of nothing. , in part that is why Paganisms are reviled by those who value only light.

It is also why deeply esoteric journeys can indeed take us to the brink of madness: searching for who we truly are, we discover we are nothing. yet here too is our dark goddess, she that is the formless unknown of complete release and pure potential…

For the woman who has not hidden the hag within herself, that darkness at the centre of the soul is a magical sanctuary. In Druidry, we speak of it as a nemeton deep within the soul, a place of exquisite peace and natural healing.

Indeed, it is often referred to as a great dark cauldron; it is only when a woman is able to sit, balanced and grounded, upon the three feet of that inner cauldron, that she is able to find the strength of her soul’s creativity, an ancient and bottomless pot containing that infinite universal darkness, this is the great cauldron of myth and legend…”

Emma Restall Orr / Kissing the Hag (The Dark Goddess and the Unacceptable Nature of Women)