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songs-of-fensalir · 10 months
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My new (and possibly dangerous 🫣) hobby making stone bracelets inspired by deities, myth and magical concepts for the design. This one is for Freyja and I’m obsessed with it. The stones are all red agate.
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fernthewhimsical · 9 months
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Made two tiny drop spindles as offerings for Frigg-Frija and Holle. They are so smoll! (●ˇ∀ˇ●)
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seaxwulf · 1 year
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Frīja Britannia
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A drawing of my favourite Goddess, queen of the British Isles: Frīge, or Frīja. See also:
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merymoonbeam · 10 months
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The Morrigan Part II.
This is a continuation of my post The Morrigan. In that post I talked about how Mor could be the High Queen. In this post we are gonna talk about her connection to Wild Hunt.
I went to look a the Morrigan's wiki page and found this.
It has also been suggested that she was closely linked to the fianna, and that these groups may have been in some way dedicated to her. These were "bands of youthful warrior-hunters, living on the borders of civilized society and indulging in lawless activities for a time before inheriting property and taking their places as members of settled, landed communities." If true, her worship may have resembled that of Perchta groups in Germanic areas.
we are gonna talk about two things in here -- Fianna and Perchta.
Fianna:
while I was writing my Wild Hunt post I found out that Fionn and Fianna are the wild hunt in Ireland.
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and We have a Fionn in Acotar.
Rhys’s eyes flicked to Ataraxia, then to Cassian. “Some strains of the mythology claim that one of the Fae heroes who rose up to overthrow them was Fionn, who was given the great sword Gwydion by the High Priestess Oleanna, who had dipped it into the Cauldron itself. Fionn and Gwydion overthrew the Daglan. A millennium of peace followed, and the lands were divided into rough territories that were the precursors to the courts—but at the end of those thousand years, they were at each other’s throats, on the brink of war.” His face tightened. “Fionn unified them and set himself above them as High King. The first and only High King this land has ever had.”
So the Morrigan is linked to Fianna which is the wild hunt and we have a Fionn in acotar who has the same name of the leader of wild hunt.
now onto...
Perchta:
Perchta or Berchta (English: Bertha), also commonly known as Percht and other variations, was once known as a goddess in Alpine paganism in the Upper German and Austrian regions of the Alps. Her name may mean "the bright one" (Old High German: beraht, bereht, from Proto-Germanic *berhtaz) and is probably related to the name Berchtentag, meaning the feast of the Epiphany. Eugen Mogk provides an alternative etymology, attributing the origin of the name Perchta to the Old High German verb pergan, meaning "hidden" or "covered". Perchta is often identified as stemming from the same Germanic goddess as Holda and other female figures of Germanic folklore (see Frija-Frigg). According to Jacob Grimm and Lotte Motz, Perchta is Holda's southern cousin or equivalent, as they both share the role of "guardian of the beasts" and appear during the Twelve Days of Christmas, when they oversee spinning.
so she is connected to Holda(keep the red highlighted Frija/Frigg part in mind we are gonna talk about that) and with that they both share the role of "guardian of the beasts"
We have beasts in acotar, in Wild Hunt actually.
“Oh, I do not think so,” Lanthys seethed. “I rode in the Wild Hunt before you were even a scrap of existence, witch from Oorid. I summoned the hounds and the world cowered at their baying. I galloped at the head of the Hunt, and Fae and beast bowed before us.”
“We shall rebuild to what we were before the golden legions of the Fae cast off their chains and overthrew us. We shall resurrect the Wild Hunt and ride rampant through the night. We shall build palaces of ice and flame, palaces of darkness and starlight. Magic shall flow untethered again.” Nesta could see the portrait Lanthys wove into the air around them. She saw herself on a black throne, a matching crown in her unbound hair. Enormous onyx beasts—scaled, like those she’d seen on the Hewn City’s pillars—lay at the foot of the dais. Ataraxia leaned against her throne, and on her other side … Lanthys sat there, his hand laced through hers. Their kingdom was endless; their palace built of pure magic that lived and thrived around them. The Harp sat behind them on an altar, the Mask, too, but the golden Crown wasn’t there.
“The Daglan delighted in terrorizing the Fae and humans under their control. The Wild Hunt was a way to keep all of us in line. They’d gather a host of their fiercest, most merciless warriors and grant them free rein to kill as they pleased. The Daglan possessed mighty, monstrous beasts—hounds, they called them, though they didn’t look like the hounds we know—that they used to run prey to ground before they tortured and killed them. It’s a terrible history, and much of it might be elaborated myths.” “The hounds looked like the beasts in the Hewn City,” Nesta said quietly.
so Hounds/beasts= The Wild Hunt and through Pertcha The Morrigan is connected to the "guardian of the beasts"
moving on...
This next part is interesting.
In some descriptions, Perchta has two forms; she may appear either as beautiful and white as snow like her name, or as elderly and haggard. In many old descriptions, Perchta had one large foot, sometimes called a goose foot or swan foot. Grimm thought the strange foot symbolized her being a higher being who could shapeshift to animal form. He noticed that Bertha with a strange foot exists in many languages (Middle German "Berhte mit dem fuoze", French "Berthe au grand pied", Latin "Berhta cum magno pede", Italian " Berta dai gran piè", title of a medieval epic poem of Italian area): "It is apparently a swan maiden's foot, which as a mark of her higher nature she cannot lay aside...and at the same time the spinning-woman's splayfoot that worked the treadle".In the Tyrol she appears as little old woman with a very wrinkled face, bright lively eyes, and a long hooked nose; her hair is disheveled, her garments tattered and torn.
I talked about Swan maiden in my Seidr post.
In myths Frejya/Frigg(remember the red highlighted part) has seidr magic and Freyja also has:
Freyja is the owner of the necklace Brísingamen, rides a chariot pulled by two cats, is accompanied by the boar Hildisvíni, and possesses a cloak of falcon feathers.
And swan maidens:
The swan maiden is a mythical creature who shapeshifts from human form to swan form. The key to the transformation is usually a swan skin, or a garment with swan feathers attached. In folktales of this type, the male character spies the maiden, typically by some body of water (usually bathing), then snatches away the feather garment (or some other article of clothing), which prevents her from flying away (or swimming away, or renders her helpless in some other manner), forcing her to become his wife.
So they have a "swan skin" with swan feathers which helps them shapeshift.
The question is...is Mor going to turn into a bird like the girls in Koschei's lake? Is she connected to Vassa? And more interesting thing is that in myths The Morrigan can shapeshift--into a crow.
The Morrígan is described as the envious wife of The Dagda and a shape-shifting goddess, while Badb and Nemain are said to be the wives of Neit. She is associated with the banshee of later folklore.
The Dagda...The Daglan in acotar who has the hounds and they had the Wild Hunt....
The Morrígan is mainly associated with war and fate, especially with foretelling doom, death, or victory in battle. In this role she often appears as a crow, the badb.
and lastly from Pertcha's page.
According to Jacob Grimm (1882), Perchta was spoken of in Old High German in the 10th century as Frau Berchta and thought to be a white-robed goddess who oversaw spinning and weaving, like the myths of Holda. He believed she was the feminine equivalent of Berchtold, and was sometimes the leader of the Wild Hunt.
Now I'm gonna talk more about Mor connection to Wild Hunt in acotar and some connections.
While talking about the hounds I took Lanthys's quotes. He was a part of the Wild Hunt.
“Oh, I do not think so,” Lanthys seethed. “I rode in the Wild Hunt before you were even a scrap of existence, witch from Oorid. I summoned the hounds and the world cowered at their baying. I galloped at the head of the Hunt, and Fae and beast bowed before us.”
But what is Lanyths actually? Cassian gives us this information. He is a First God.
Cassian took a bite of food. A good sign that this, at least, was acceptable territory. “When you lived in the human world, you had legends of the dread beasts and faeries who would slaughter you if they ever breached the wall, didn’t you? Things that slithered through open windows to drink the blood of children? Things that were so wicked, so cruel there was no hope against their evil?” The hair on her neck rose. “Yes.” Those stories had always unnerved and petrified her. “They were based on truth. Based on ancient, near-primordial beings who existed here before the High Fae split into courts, before the High Lords. Some call them the First Gods. They were beings with almost no physical form, but a keen, vicious intelligence. Humans and Fae alike were their prey. Most were hunted and driven into hiding or imprisonment ages ago. But some remained, lurking in forgotten corners of the land.” He swallowed another mouthful. “When I was nearing three hundred years old, one of them appeared again, crawling out of the roots of a mountain. Before he went into the Prison and confinement weakened him, Lanthys could turn into wind and rip the air from your lungs, or turn into rain and drown you on dry land; he could peel your skin from your body with a few movements. He never revealed his true form, but when I faced him, he chose to appear as swirling mist. He fathered a race of faeries that still plague us, who thrived under Amarantha’s reign—the Bogge. But the Bogge are lesser, mere shadows compared to Lanthys. If there is such a thing as evil incarnate, it is him. He has no mercy, no sense of right or wrong. There is him, and there is everyone else, and we are all his prey. His methods of killing are creative and slow. He feasts on fear and pain as much as the flesh itself.”(acosf)
So we learn quiet a few things from this quote.
Lantys is a first god.
First gods were near-primordial beings who existed before the High Fae split into courts, before the high lords.
They were beings with almost no physical form, but a keen, vicious intelligence.
But some First gods remained, lurking in forgotten corners of the land.”
Now how this connects to Mor? The Mor's acofas chapter.
In Mor's chapter we have this:
But Mor scented nothing, saw nothing. The tendril of power she speared toward the woods revealed only the usual birds and small beasts. A hart drinking from a hole in an iced-over stream. Nothing, except—.There, between a snarl of thorns. A patch of darkness. It did not move, did not seem to do anything but linger. And watch. Familiar and yet foreign. Something in her power whispered not to touch it, not to go near it. Even from this distance. Mor obeyed. But she still watched that darkness in the thorns, as if a shadow had fallen asleep amongst them. Not like Azriel’s shadows, twining and whispering. Something different. Something that stared back, watching her in turn. Best left undisturbed. Especially with the promise of a crackling fire and glass of wine at home. “Let’s take the short route back,” she murmured to Ellia, patting her neck. The horse needed no further encouragement before launching into a gallop, turning them from the woods and its shadowy watcher. Over and between the hills they rode, until the woods were hidden in the mists behind them. What else might she see, witness, in lands where none in the Night Court had ventured for millennia?(acofas)
She sees a shadows... and what we know about the first gods? with almost no physical form.
It stares back at her, watching her...and what we know about the first gods? but a keen, vicious intelligence.
She was in the lands where none in the Night Courth had ventured for Millennia... what we know about the first gods? lurking in forgotten corners of the land.
Did she saw a First God? Are there more like it? Why mor was the one to see it? This is where her connection to Wild Hunt comes from? She is connected to Wild Hunt? Maybe she is going to be the leader of the Wild Hunt?
Let's not forget that in Wild Hunt myth there are valkyries.
The Wild Hunt is a folklore motif occurring across various northern European cultures. Wild Hunts typically involve a chase led by a mythological figure escorted by a ghostly or supernatural group of hunters engaged in pursuit. The leader of the hunt is often a named figure associated with Odin in Germanic legends, but may variously be a historical or legendary figure like Theodoric the Great, the Danish king Valdemar Atterdag, the dragon slayer Sigurd, the WelshpsychopompGwyn ap Nudd, biblical figures such as Herod, Cain, Gabriel, or the Devil, or an unidentified lost soul or spirit either male or female. The hunters are generally the souls of the dead or ghostly dogs, sometimes fairies, valkyries, or elves.
and Mor in acosf suggested that she might join them.
Mor’s brows bunched. “So you really are learning Valkyrie techniques.” Nesta nodded. They’d been so busy during their dancing lessons that the details of training hadn’t come up. Mor grinned. “You mind if I start joining you once this business with Vallahan is over? I never got to train with the Valkyries before the first War, and after it, they were all gone.”
So Mor as the leader of the Wild Hunt?
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silverthornwitchery · 5 months
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syncretism genuinely helps me understand the spirits active in my life much better than being a hard polytheist would allow me to. I feel now, that I FEEL the gods much more now, I don't have to scratch my head and repress my own gnosis. I operate in a way similar to the ancient celts and romans, using deity names as epithets. Really, my goddess manifests three form to me, as Maiden(Lady) of the Forest/Lady of the Moon(or Night, or Earth)/Queen of Witches. Not quite sure if the Lady of the Night fits into my path as another aspect of The Lady of the Moon (which fills the role of The Mother, as i also operate in Maiden/Mother/Queen). The Lady of the Moon is also, to me, the lady of the earth, though I haven't found a name that encompasses both, but I usually either use the name Selene-Gaia, or Selene-Nemetona (I syncretize Gaia and Nemetona in my practice), though I'm wondering if perhaps Phusis/Physis may fill that role, or act as an Epithet as well. I know Phusis isn't a distinct goddess, but I feel that word could be a useful epithet. I feel like, of all of them, The Maiden/Lady of the Forest is who I'm closest too. Maybe Lady of the Wilderness would be a better term since there's not much FOREST around here, but I still connect with Forest energy as a whole. She's come to me as Artemis, as Druantia, Elen of the Ways, etc. Syncretism really helps me understand her, as she's as vast as the forest itself. The one most foreign to me, ironically enough, is the Queen of Witches. I think maybe that's what she wants. She also has the least amount of Epithets in my path, as currently I really only refer to her as Hecate, Trivia, and Adsaxona. Sometimes I approach her as Gullveig though, as the Norse/Germanic form of My Goddess is Freyja/Frigg/Gullveig. I do still maintain a Norse and Demonolatry aspect to my practice too, just not really at the forefront, though I'd like to respark my deovtional worship to Frija (the name i use for the non-separate form of Freyja and Frigg) and Woden/Odin, and incorperate Freyr more into my path. In regards to The God, i guess he's 5-form, or maybe even 6-form to me? He feels alot more divided via pantheons though, with his Triple form being Apollo/Pan/Dionysos and their celtic equivalents, actively filling the role of Dawn/Twilight/Dusk, whereas the Norse/Germanic forms of the god fulfill the Light Half and Dark Half of the year roles (ex. Oak and Holly King), with the Light being Freyr, and Dark being Woden, both of whom have been worshipped as a Partner to Freyja. I'm hoping to get in a small hike on saturday, just so that I can connect to Nature as a whole a bit more.
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freyjas-light · 1 year
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i was wondering what your opinion is on people who think Freyja and Frigg are the same deity? I recently began studying norse mythology because i'm interested in working with Freyja, and have come across scholars that think the two are one in the same which makes things a bit complicated for me when it comes to working with her because now i'm confused?
Sorry this took so long to answer, I wanted to make sure I was thorough in gathering my details.
This is a great question and one that I absolutely love talking about and have done a lot of research on, so thank you so much for asking this!!
Long story short: historically, we can't say for certain whether or not they were separated deities. However, in my personal practice, I believe they are two separate entities. I will explain why I think this is the case below, along with what research I have done on the subject to help you find your own path.
Let's start by saying that historians believe that Frigg/Freyja originated from the Germanic goddess Frija, a very similar fertility goddess who sometimes went by the name of Frea and was married to Woden. Not much has survived about this goddess besides a few stories.
Researchers then go on to try to prove that Freyja and Frigg are one in the same stating that Freyja is married to a man named "Odr" - a name that is essentially another way of spelling Odin, and that both goddesses are masters of seidr, and as a lot of history websites try to say, by extension both can tell the future. We also get the standard argument that Freyja's name translates to the title of "Lady" while Frigg means "Beloved".
Now most of what we know about Freyja and her family connections come from one story in the Prose Edda, Gylfaginning (there are also brief mentions in the Völuspá, Skáldskaparmál, and Heimskringla). In Gylfaginning, it mentions both Frigg and Freyja separately, but we get much greater detail about Freyja and who her family is.
"The sixth is Freyja, who is ranked with Frigg. She is wedded to the man whose name is Odr; their daughter's name is Hnos...."
In the stories mentioned above, all make some reference to Freyja having a husband named Odr. This is where we can choose to take this one of two ways. If we use the history of the germanic names, and claim that at some point, Freyja and Frigg split from Frija, then it's only fair to do the same with Odr and Odin, whose name stems from Woden (traditionally Wodaz). Of course, this is again all just how you view the stories and lack of historical context. I do find it interesting that we have a handful of stories that include both goddess, such as the Lokasenna.
The other thing that I find interesting in a historical context is that Frigg only bore sons: Balrd, Hodr, and Hermod. While Freyja is known to have daughter(s): Hnoss (and possibly Gersemi if you believe she is separate from Hnoss).
I also think it's unfair to rank both goddesses as the same kind of magic users. Freyja is given the honor of the original Völva. She is mentioned multiple times as the goddess who brought magic to the Aesir. Of course, the Völuspá is our first contact in which Gullveig (Freyja) is seen as a seidr and spá worker of great importance. This is really the only time Freyja is mentioned for her use of spá, as most of the stories end up using Frigg when matters of fate are at hand. Now Frigg is a weaver and spinner of fate. Some even see her as Nornir adjacent with her abilities to peer into the veil and adjust the threads of one's destiny. This is starting to get into my UPG, and I'll explain more of my feelings below.
Now, here are my personal thoughts on the two goddesses. Please bear in mind everything below is from my own personal experiences, and this might differ greatly from what you have learned or felt yourself. That is okay! No two people are going to see the gods the same way.
To me, there is no doubt that Freyja and Frigg and separate goddesses. Freyja, to me, is a goddess of self love, courage, power, and magic. She is to be respected and takes no shits and asks for her followers to demand the same from others. Frigg on the other hand has a more gentle energy, she is the smell of freshly baked bread, the winds of spring. Frigg is very much a goddess of the hearth, family, and crafting (especially those involving weaving/knitting/ect). And while these are two areas that can cross over, the differences in energies that I have experienced is unique.
When it comes to magic, I think it's important to define that there are two main types of practices in the Norse religion: spá and seidr. Spá can be defined as looking into the web of wyrd (or fate) and prophecing someone's future, along with a few other higher level additions that we won't worry about here. Seidr is essentially witchcraft as we know it today. This is where I think claiming both goddess to be equal is incorrect, as while seidr can be used as a catch all term, it does not immediately equate to being a spákona. We know from mythology that Frigg is a spákona, and is able to tell the fate of all men. This is no easy feat, not even something that Freyja, the Völva of all Völvas, can accomplish. However Freyja, is a master at seidr. She can craft wild potions and charms that never fail and curse men without a second thought. This is also why I believe that when I started digging deep into my training with Freyja, she was not the one to train me in the way of Wyrd, but instead had me work with the Nornir to start to learn spá.
I wish I could tell you without a doubt I had an answer. Unfortunately, history has not been kind to the Germanic and Nordic people and most of what has been preserved was written after Christian colonization so many inferences have to be made. But in my mind, that's the great thing about paganism, it's individual. You are allowed to make your own decisions based on your own research and personal discoveries and find what works best for you. I personally don't connect well with Frigg, but Freyja on the other hand has helped me realize so much of my potential. So keep reaching out to the gods, keep discovering, and I'm sure you'll have a wonderful relationship with whoever you decide to work with.
~ Keegs
Sources: https://norse-mythology.org/gods-and-creatures/the-vanir-gods-and-goddesses/freya/
Https://Historiska.se/norse-mythology/frigg-en/
https://worldhistory.org/Frigg/
http://www.vikinganswerlady.com/seidhr.shtml
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faewitchsdeities · 2 years
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𝕱𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖌
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𝕺𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖊(𝖘): Frigga, Friia, Frixx, Frija, Fricka
𝕲𝖔𝖉 𝖔𝖋: Fertility, motherhood, marriage, love, beauty
𝕾𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖑 𝖉𝖆𝖞(𝖘): Friday (named after her 'Friiasday', Yule
𝕽𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘: Daughter of Fjorgyn, one of the first gods, Wife of Odin, and mother of Baldr, Hodr, and Hermod. Was unfaither to Odin via some other dudes but I don't know who they are.
𝕰𝖓𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖊𝖘: Loki
𝕾𝖞𝖒𝖇𝖔𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖒-
𝕬𝖓𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖑(𝖘): Cat, goose, raven, hawk, swallows, falcons, boars, dogs
𝕺𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗: spinning wheel, spindle, hearth, spun wool, brisingamen necklace, coat of feathers, chariot lead by dogs, domestic arts, marriage, mothers, crown, distaff
𝕮𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖗(𝖘): Blue, aqua, white, ivory, silver, grey, green
𝕰𝖑𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙: Air
𝕻𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖊𝖙: Venus
𝖅𝖔𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖈𝖘: All of em
𝕾𝖎𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖆𝖗 𝕲𝖔𝖉𝖘: Hera
𝕺𝖋𝖋𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘- kindness and work, aiding others; especially women and children, keeping a clean home and altar.
𝕳𝖊𝖗𝖇𝖘/𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖘: Alder Birch Elder Feverfew Fir Hawthorn Lady's mantle Mistletoe Rose Shepherd's purse Spindle tree Lilly of the valley Thyme
𝕱𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖘: Chocolates Cookies & caraway cakes soaked in cider Eggnog Fruit Honey Lightly fruity wines Mead Milk Nuts Pastries Pork Riesling Spiced cider Strawberries Turkey
𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘/𝖈𝖗𝖞𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖘/𝖒𝖊𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖘: Amber Copper Emerald Gold Moonstone Rose quartz Silver 𝕺𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗: Norse style spindle, white wool (spun/carded), spinning equipment, old fashioned keys, keeping area clean and tidy, textiles made for her, jewelry, perfume, incense, candles, cat and dog figures
𝕴𝖓𝖛𝖔𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓: Helps mothers and children, making peace between warring members of a group, cleaning your/someone else's house, fertility, marriage spells, heaven, proper house keeping, domestic situations, abundance, crafts, farming.
𝕬𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊: Usually seen as a decently well endowed woman with lower back length golden hair. I see her most often shown in a white dress, and I assume she has blue or maybe green eyes.
𝕷𝖔𝖗𝖊/𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘: ~The promoter of marriage and fertility, some depict her as a weeping and loving mother and wife, while others stress her loose morals. She sits beside Odin's fabulous throne Hildskialf, where they together view the nine worlds, although she is all-knowing, she reveals nothing of the future to anyone. She was born of Fjorgynn and is the mother to three sons, The queen of Asgard, and dwells often in a place called Fensalir "FenHalls" -She has three attendants- 1. Hlin (Protectress) Her guardian 2. Gna (Goddess of fullness) the one who runs errands for her on the flying, sea treading horse Hofuarpnir (hoof thrower/kicker) 3. Fulla (Bountiful) the one who tends to her footwear and other clothes, wearing a golden headband -Her son Baldr kept having foreboding dreams of his own death, so she took an oath from fire, water, iron and all metals, stones, and earth, trees, plants, sicknesses and poisons, all four footed beasts, birds, and creeping things that they would never hurt the beloved god. Everything except mistletoe who was too young and harmless to even understand. Loki disguised himself as an old woman and tricked Frigg into telling him about the mistletoe, she said "East of Valhalla is a plant called mistletoe; it seemed to me to young to wear." Loki took a twig from the plant and made it into a dart, then telling Baldr's blind brother Hodr to throw it at him, it pierces the god's skin and he fell to the ground leaving the god's speechless before they began to weep bitterly. Some say that they had a funeral for him on a Pyre ship, Nanna accompanying him, but others say Frigg persuaded all gods, animals, plants to say that they wanted the god back. His life was restored and Frigg repaid them with kisses. Either way, Loki was then locked in a cave as punishment for his crime -this is where he waits for the Doom of the Gods, aka Ragnarock.
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xartus · 3 hours
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Re-reading "Looking for the Lost Gods of England" by Kathleen Herbert and I came upon some interesting info
The god who became known as Freyr is commonly associated with both sex AND rulership. The goddess Frija also has a domain including sex and rulership, yet she was split into 2 goddesses by the time the Norse came around
Both Freyr and Frija (and their variants) has wagon rituals, just at different times of the year. Added to the fact that the name Nerthus is weirdly conjugated, gender wise, and became Njordr, which is male. Who married his sister...
Idk how the ancients saw it, but to ME there's an androgynous/bigender deity going on, one that has survived as the deity of rejuvenating life of nature and been adapted to the demands of both agriculture and the new social/gender systems that came with it
Meaning that the deity can be genderless, or a married pair, or working together, or have 2(+?) sexes at once, ect ect. I don't know how the godhead of eternal cycles and endless life was transformed into a very human divine couple system but I'm going to say it had a lot to do with the agricultural revolution and the Indo European migrations
Our collective consciousness changed and, more important, was beginning to be written down. So the godhead takes on a new face for a new era, either a mask created by us and accepted by them or vice versa
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miniaturemoonheart · 1 year
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Freya is famous for her fondness of love, fertility, beauty, and fine material possessions – and, because of these predilections, she’s considered to be something of the “party girl” of the Aesir.
Given her expertise in controlling and manipulating the desires, health, and prosperity of others, she’s a being whose knowledge and power are almost without equal.
The word for “Friday” in Germanic languages (including English) is named after Frija, the Proto-Germanic goddess who is the foremother of Freya and Frigg. I liked the name Freya from Norse mythology. Which this character could had been added in an MCU movie with Loki. Because she was his wife. Personally I would had introduce her as director Nick Fury; played by Samuel L Jackson daughter
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germanicseidr · 3 years
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Sinthgunt
Sinthgunt is an almost completely unknown deity whose name has been mentioned in the Merseburg charms. She has been described as being the sister of the sun Goddess Sol and both participate in a healing ritual. There are no other known sources that mentions Sinthgunt so a lot of questions remain unanswered. Who was Sinthgunt exactly? What is her role in the Germanic pantheon? What is her relationship to her sister the sun?
"Phol and Wodan were riding to the woods, and the foot of Balder's foal was sprained So Sinthgunt, Sunna's sister, conjured it and Frija, Volla's sister, conjured it and Wodan conjured it, as well he could" - Merseburg charm
Even the meaning of her name is unknown but certain theories exist. One theory suggests that she is the exact opposite of her sister, thus representing either darkness or the moon. This theory claims that her name stems from the Germanic 'Sin, Nax, Gund' which means 'the night-walking one'. Although this is a theory that makes some sense, it is an unlikely one. The moon in the Germanic culture is a masculine force and therefore not represented by a sister of the sun.
Another theory suggests that the name Sinthgunt comes from the Proto-Germanic 'Senþa-gunþjō' which translates into 'raid-fight'. This etymology fits if you look at related old High-German female names such as Sindhilt. Yet another theory suggests that Sinthgunt refers to a 'heavenly body', a star perhaps. This last theory fits the Merseburg charm nicely as well since the sun is also a star and her sister might be a star as well. There is however no good evidence to back this theory up and the ancient Germanic people probably weren't aware that stars are also suns.
Since there is so much uncertainty about the meaning of her name, we can not get any clues from her name on her role in the Germanic pantheon. Friedrich Kauffman, a philologist, researched Sinthgunt in the 19th century and determined that she was not a Goddess but in fact a valkyrie. Friedrich based this theory on the fact that elements of Sinthgund's name are also known amongst other valkyries.
Another theory tells that Sinthgunt is not a deity but an aspect of Sol, the sun Goddess. This theory is based on the mentioning of Fulla and Frigg, Fulla also appears to be an aspect of Frigg. A similar theory suggests that Sinthgunt might be a minor Goddess, a servant of Sol. Yet again none of these theories can be proven but it is still interesting observing these possible explanations.
Karl Heim rejected the Valkyrie theory and instead grouped Sinthgunt together with the Idisi, a divine female being. The Idisi are in fact mentioned in the Merseburg charms and in the epic English poem Beowulf.
"Once the Idisi sat, sat here and there, some bound fetters, some hampered the army, some untied fetters: Escape from the fetters, flee from the enemies." - Merseburg charm
It's quite amazing that so many theories exist about this unknown Goddess since her name has only been mentioned once in all of recorded history. Sadly we will never know what her exact role in the Germanic pantheon is. She might be a sister Goddess, a valkyrie, a minor Goddess, an aspect of Sol/Sunna or part of the Idisi. Perhaps future archeological finds can provide us with some more clarity.
Here are two images representing the healing and the idisi by Emil Doepler,
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resourcefulsatan · 5 years
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In honor of Friday the 13th, here's a brief glimpse of its possible Norse origins. Friday "The word for “Friday” in Germanic languages (including English) is named after Frija,[15] the Proto-Germanic goddess who is the foremother of Freya and Frigg." Although the source seems to indicate that Frija and Frigg are interchangable as Frija is said to be married to Woden, often associated to Frigg's husband Odin. article source The 13th In the tale of The Death of Baldur, it is said that Loki was the 13th guest at the feast where Baldur died. In this story, Loki convinces Hodr, son of Frigg, to hurl a mistletoe projectile at his brother Baldur, knowing that mistletoe is the only thing on earth that did not promise Frigg to never harm her son. The mistletoe strikes and kills Baldur, but Hermod, also a son of Odin and Frigg, volunteers to ride Sleipnir, Loki's 8-legged love child, into the underworld for a solution. He pleads with Hel to return Baldur to the living and she agrees. Hel declares, that if everything on earth weeps for Baldur, his life would be restored. Short ending is that Loki does not weep for Baldur, which enrages the gods who punish him ("https://norse-mythology.org/tales/loki-bound/"also a great story) and thus begins Ragnarok. References I was able to find many articles that reference Loki as the 13th Guest, but I was unable to find a version of The Death of Baldur that included a head count. The furthest I could trace this back was a 1968 book called Magic and Superstition by Douglas Hill. In Christian lore, it is said that the story of The Last Supper mirrors head count, as Judas Iscariot is said to be the 13th Guest. He betrays Christ which results in his crucifixion on a Friday. All-in-all the origins of Friday the 13th appear as apocryphal tales that may have been spirited up by Capt. William Fowler's Thirteen Club created in 1880 or by Thomas William Lawson's 1901 story Friday the Thirteenth. Primary sources for Norse tales come from the Prose Edda compiled by Snorri Sturluson in the early 13th century. Fantastic retellings of Norse tales can be heard on The Myths and Legends podcast available at mythpodcast.com.
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songs-of-fensalir · 6 months
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This paper is so good.
I’m thinking about pivoting this blog to be a space of exploring the elements of Frigg which also align with Mokosh, Frau Holle, Artemis, even Hecate surrounding household practice, spinning, motherhood, women, nature, etc.
The winter time tends to draw me back to these themes so it feels right to do so.
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fernthewhimsical · 8 months
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Prayer to Frigg-Frija
Allmother, Spinning Goddess of magic and fate Falcon-clad Queen of the Valkyries Thrice-burned witch, thrice reborn, Weaver of clouds and mysteries Traveling witch who sheds golden tears Lady of love, adorned in amber Golden shieldmaiden, shining bright I love and honour you
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(@whimpers-and-whumpers) concept: Chris in college. He has to do a certain number of gen ed credits to get his degree. He ends up in a mythology class. Chris has a breakdown when the class discussion turns to Baldur, Norse god of light and purity.
CW: Referenced past pet whump, traumatic memories, vaaaaague suggestions about past noncon, past whump of a minor, brief internalized ableism, warning for past Oliver being a fucking creep
“Well, this one just has a stupid name,” Ben says, squinting at his mythology textbook, tapping at a page. 
“What, what is it?” Chris and Ben are ‘studying’ together, which today mostly means Ben is studying and Chris is thinking about Laken’s arms when they wear a tank top. 
Ben is on is stomach on his bed, book open in front of him, while Chris lays on his back on the surprisingly plush shaggy rug that Ben bought at Target three weeks ago. Chris could sleep on this thing if he wanted, it’s so comfortable. Not that Chris can’t sleep pretty much anywhere. 
Chris closes his eyes, thinking about Laken’s smile, with their slightly crooked incisor tooth on the one side, when Ben says, “Baldur.”
Chris’s eyes open back up.
Baldur, darlin’. His Sir is calling him, hand on his head, waking him from his doze hidden under his desk, curled into a ball in the safe, dark space. Baldur, wake up, sweetheart, were you dreaming again?
“Why would you name a god Bald-er? Like, celebrate not having hair, I guess. What a stupid name.”
Nicky’s voice, wrinkling his nose, saying I’m not going to call you that when he heard. 
“That’s not, um, not what it, it, it means,” Chris says. Ben doesn’t use the overhead light when Chris is in his room - it buzzes in a way that gets under Chris’s skin. Instead, he uses warm yellowy lamps, and opens the curtains over the window to let outside light in. 
“Oh, you know this?” Ben looks up, and Chris’s face is carefully schooled emptiness, as much as it can be. Ben doesn’t know what to look for, so he doesn’t see it, and that’s what matters.
“Yep,” Chris says, shifting uneasily. Laying on his back suddenly feels wrong and also entirely right, exactly how he’s meant to be. He catches himself and pushes up to seated, looking out Ben’s window, focusing on the blue sky, slivers of white clouds, the gentle rattle of wind against the window when it gusts.
He reminds himself that he can go out there whenever he wants.
“Well... tell me something about him that’s more interesting than this stupid paragraph.” Ben taps the page again.
Sir, can, can, can you-... can you, can-
Words, Baldur. Do you need to practice with the metronome again?
No! No... no thank you... Sir. I, I can... can you... tell me about... the mistletoe, again?
Much better. Of course I can, darlin’. Come kneel here next to me.
“Baldur is, um, is, is... Old Norse it means, um, ‘brave’.” Chris sighs, fiddling with the seam of his pants, shifting his hands up to rub at a rough spot on his knee, then up to the feather necklace he’s always wearing, rubbing at the textured, carved plastic carefully. “Or, you know, in, um, in... sometimes they, they think, it’s the same as, as... same root as Belobog-”
“The same what as what now?” 
“Um, Belobog is, um, is, is, is... is is is, is a, a day... a god of day. Slavic. Um. But, but so, so there’s this idea that maybe Baldur meant, um, Baltas, or, um, an older word like it, because Baldur was, was... beautiful.”
“Beautiful?” Ben watches him with interest, but Chris doesn’t look at him. His Sir’s voice is in his ear, a hand tipping up his chin. Somewhere his Sir is... is still there, not in the big mansion with the hallway anymore, but... he’s somewhere. And Chris can feel him.
“Yeah,” Chris says, almost breathes. “Baldur was, was, was, was... was the most beautiful god.” He feels every line of his face, that his Sir once traced with his fingertips. He’s pretty. He knows he’s pretty. Too beautiful to be for anything else, sweetheart.
“Wow. So, what else do you know about him?”
It starts like this, darlin’. Baldur had a dream...
“Baldur... had a dream,” Chris says, and his voice shifts, slows down. He goes still where he sits on the rug, staring outside at the sky through Ben’s window. He sits perfectly still, breathing in a slow, even in-and-out, as if guided by the ticking of the metronome all over again. “He dreamed... about dying. And his mother did, too. His mother... dreamed his, his death. Just, just like he did.”
Ben’s face is serious and thoughtful, watching as Chris’s thumb stops rubbing at the feather necklace, and it drops back to thump against his chest.
“He was... sad, because the gods... the, the, the gods-... sorry, wrong, um, bad words, I just-... the gods...”
The gods dream in prophecy, Baldur, pretty thing. Never forget. Gods dream futures.
Yes, yes, yes, Sir.
And I dreamed your future, so what does that make me, sweetheart?
Did Sir ever dream this?
“The gods dream in prophecy,” Chris says, echoing his Sir’s voice in his head. “Frigg was, was, was scared.”
“Wait, that’s-” Ben turned pages in his notebook. “You mean Freya?”
“Frigga, Frija, Frigg,” Chris mumbles. The sky outside the window seems so far away, now.
“She, um, she went around and asked... asked, um, everything on Earth to, to... to promise they would never, never hurt Baldur. And... everything did, except... mistletoe.”
“Mistletoe? Like, the shit you kiss under at New Year’s?”
“Right. Everything but, but mistletoe.” He pulls his knees tight to his chest and sits like that, feeling Sir’s hand drift over the back of his neck, two fingers crook underneath soft leather of a collar Chris no longer wears. “It was... small, and a soft, soft thing, unimportant. When... when Loki-”
“Oh, I know who he is,” Ben says confidently, smiling now - but there’s a hint of something like worry in his eyes as he takes in Chris sitting perfectly still, like he’s carved from stone. 
“When, when Loki heard... he had a, a, a spear made of mistletoe. Loki didn’t, didn’t want to get in trouble for murder, so, um... so, so, so so so he gave the spear to, to, to Baldur’s brother, who was blind. Everyone threw things, at, at Baldur, and it bounced off, and Baldur’s smile was... was like the sun. Everyone loved him.”
Who could ever love you, pretty pet, but me?
“Baldur’s brother threw the, the spear. And killed him.”
Ben blinks, shifts forward. “He did? Holy shit.”
“Um, yes. Because, because the mistletoe-”
“Right. Because the mistletoe never promised not to hurt-... wow, that’s dark shit. Loki did that on purpose?”
“Yeah, he, um, he’s Loki. So. But, so, so, so... so this person, Baldur’s own family, um... killed him.”
“Yeah... shit. What happened after that?”
Chris rubs at the back of his neck, and feels the warmth of his Sir’s palm press over his hand, feels his mouth press a kiss to Chris’s coppery hair-
No, his hair is blue now. He did it himself. His hair is blue.
“Baldur,” He whispers, “went, went, went to, to, to... to... to hell-... I mean, um, to, to Hel, the goddess of the underworld. She, she, she saw his beauty and-... kept him. Be, beside her. And... and he couldn’t, couldn’t escape it, and come back, unless everything on earth cried for, for, for, for... for his loss. But one giant refused. So...” He trails off. “That’s, um, that’s... there’s more, but... yeah.”
“Wow.”
Chris swallows.
Well done, darlin’. You’ve never forgotten a single thing you learned for me...
“How do you know all this shit about fucking Norse gods, Chris?” Ben taps his pen on his paper, looking at his own sharp, angular handwriting, the notes he’s been taking all along. 
Unlike Chris’s notebooks, covered in loopy scrawling writing and with the margins full of doodles of shapes and little drawings of animals, Ben’s margins are as neat and empty as they can be. 
Chris usually feels like what his hand draws, a constant movement, a constant shift, filling his life in with his motion. Right now, though, he feels like Ben’s margins, empty open space. Paint over what was there before, and nothing’s left but the blank spots.
Chris shrugs. He pretends he doesn’t feel the soft weight of his Sir’s hand, resting just over the back of his neck, the brush of his lips over Chris’s earlobe, the whisper of his voice sending a shiver down his spine.
Beautiful boy. Would you like to hear about how Odin got his eight-legged horse today, darlin’?
Yes, yes... yes, Sir. Tell... tell me, tell, but can I... after can you tell me about, about Baldur again?
Silly boy. Of course I can. Lay down on your back for me. 
“I, I knew someone,” Chris says, his heart skipping a beat. He can almost feel himself leaning back into a phantom hand through his hair, ready to lay down on navy silk sheets, like none of the good things ever happened.
Like he’s still a beautiful boy, living in hell.
He breathes in, and then out. Tries to replace the feeling of Sir’s arms around him with the daydream he’s been having about Laken’s arms instead. 
“I knew someone who, um... who liked the, the stories about Baldur. A, a long time ago.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. A, um... a kid.”
“Like, a brother? I thought you just had your adopted brothers.”
“Um, no, not, not, not... not my brother.” Chris grips onto his feather necklace, again. He can almost feel the warmth of Laken’s skin when they accidentally bump against him in line to get dinner at the dining hall. “Not my brother. Just... just, um, a kid... who was kind of like me.”
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nadahel-screamland · 7 years
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Frigg / Frigga / Frija / Frea (En)
    Wife of Odinn, Mother of Baldr, Höd, Skadi, Hermod, Bragi and Tyr, queen of the Ases, fairies and soothsayers. She was the goddess of marriage, of love, of maternity, she could predict the future.
    His day is Friday, his animal is the falcon, his rune is Perthro. She weaves the clouds, which are the sons of the destiny of every man, with the aid od her spinning wheel all day long, for the goddesses of destiny, Urd who is the past, Verdande who is the present and Skuld who is the future.
    We offer him all services that can help mothers and children, grieving people, but also to ease tensions within a community.
Perthro - Peorth / The destiny
  The rune of Perthro is the rune of destiny, of discovery. It is an inner state where fate can be revealed despite Frigg never doing so. To transform an idea into a conscious act, to have the courage to assume it. It is the law of cause and effect, Karma. This rune encourages to be courageous, to act, destiny is present.
   It is also the rune of esoteric knowladge, memory of knowledge, memory, conflict resolution/problems. It reveals what is hidden, gives acces to the secrets of worlds and lands, to phases of human shadows. A guide will appear, it is advisable to follow him and listen to his wisdom.
  “Harvest what you sowed”. “ Ask the right questions”. “ Learn from your inner being so that your destiny reveals it”.
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Frigg / Frigga/ Frija / Frea (Fr)
    La femme de Odinn, Mère de Balder, Höd, Skadi, Hermod, Bragi et de Tyr,, reines des Ases, des fées et des devineresses. Elle était la déesse du mariage, de l’amour, de la maternité, elle pouvait prédire l’avenir.
Son jour est le Vendredi, son animal est le faucon, sa rune est Pertho. Elle tisse les nuages, qui sont les fils du destin de chaque homme, à l’aide de son rouet toute la journée, pour les déesses du destin, Urd qui est le passé, Verdande qui est le présent et Skuld qui est l’avenir.
On lui offre tous sevice pouvant aider les mères et les enfants, les personnes en deuil mais aussi d’apaiser les tensions au sein d’une communauté.
Perthro - Peorth / La destiné, la découverte.
  La rune Perthro est la rune de la destiné, de la découverte. C’est un état intérieur où le destin peut être révélé malgré que Frigg ne le fais jamais. Transformer une idée en acte conscient, avoir le courage de l’assumer. C’est la loi de cause à effet, le Karma. Cette rune encourage à être courageux, a agir, le destin est présent.
   C’est aussi la runes de la connaissance ésotérique, de mémoire du savoir, du souvenir, la résolution des conflits/ problèmes. Elle révèle ce qui est caché, donne l’accès aux secrets du mondes et de la terres, aux phases d’ombres des humains. Un guide apparaîtra, il est conseillé de le suivre et d’écouter sa sagesse.
  “Récolte ce que tu as semés”. “Pose toi les bonnes questions”. “Apprend de ton être intérieur pour que ton destin ce révèle”.
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norsefertilitycult · 4 years
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Frigg (also known as Frija in old high german) was the goddess of  love, marriage, and destiny. She was the wife of the powerful Norse god Odin, The All-Father.
In addition to being a protector of women in labor,  Frigga ensured fertility and was also the goddess called upon to bring a woman love and marriage.
Theres a bit of a debate as to her distinction from another norse/germanic goddess, Freya.
The words Frigg (Old Norse) and Frija (Old High German) are cognates, linguistic siblings of the same origin that descend from a substantivized feminine of Proto Germanic frijaz. Frijaz descends from the same source (Proto-Indo-European) as the feminine Sanskrit noun priyā and the feminine Avestan noun fryā. Both meaning "own, dear, beloved".
The connection with and possible earlier identification of the goddess Freya with Frigg in the Proto Germanic period is a matter of scholarly debate. Like the name of the group of gods to which Freyja belongs, the Vanir, the name Freyja is not attested outside of Scandinavia. This is in contrast to the name of the goddess Frigg, who is attested as a goddess common among the Germanic peoples.
Evidence does not exist for the existence of a common Germanic goddess from which Old Norse Freyja descends, but scholars have commented that this may simply be due to the scarcity of surviving sources.
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