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A life in threes

Month: July, 2018

Month for Loki, Day 16: Change

(no dime like the present, eh?)

Why is there a pile of loose coins on Loki’s altar?

Many devotees see Loki as a God of Change – both in terms of money and in transformation.

Loki has provided me with both forms of much-needed ‘change’ many times in my life – whether it be a random quarter or two to make a call on a pay phone (I know I’m dating myself there) or nudging me towards the Thing I Thought I Could Not Do.

It makes perfect sense to me, on several levels.

As a result, a lot of the loose coin change I find in the course of the day will often find its way onto His altar…especially dimes and quarters.

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Month for Loki, Day 15: Lokkr

Lokkr.

I’d seen reference to this term several times in my research for this book.

At first, the word intrigued me, as I’d thought it was an etymological reference to the origin of the name ‘Loki’ so I wrote it down in my notes, as a reminder to myself to research its meaning at some later point.

Lokkr.  Saying this word aloud to myself, it felt like a prayer.

And it is a prayer, as lokkr can be considered a form of evocation that leads to invocation:

Lokkr (Old Norse) verb: To entice. To attract, to call out to
From Old Norse lokka; from lokk ; from German lochen .
lokke (imperative lokk, present tense lokker, passive lokkes, simple past and past participle lokka or lokket, present participle lokkende)
1. to allure, entice, tempt, lure
2. to attract, fascinate
3. to call (an animal)

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All words have power, therefore an idea or thought that is spoken (or written) is a form of creation, a form of power – as words make thoughts manifest. Words bring the power of our thoughts and ideas to us, bringing what was once intangible to reality, to the physical realm.

Lokkr is a summons…. Lokkr is the essence of a prayer.

I am listening for You*. I am looking for You.
Help me find peace. Help me find strength. Help me find clarity.
Help me find purpose in my struggle, the meaning within my difficulty.

Lokkr…

I call out to You in my time of wanting

I call out to You in my time of need.
I call out to You despite my fear, amid my confusion.
Come to me. Come to me. Come to me.

Lokkr

Pathfinder**, show me the path through the darkness.
Hvedrungr, bring me Your light, lend me the strength of Your flames…

Lokkr Lokkr Lokkr

I call out to You.

(light a candle)

I light this candle to hail You Traveller

May its light guide You here.

Lokkr

I call out to You…please guide in my time of need….

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*insert name of your Norse God here

** ‘Pathfinder’ and ‘Hvedrungr’ are two heiti I’ve used for Loki here

Month for Loki, Day 14: Lightly

Sometimes, the words will come to me; the words that I need to read, to hear, are found.

These words are not meant for me, but when I stumble upon them, they resonate with me anyway.

Oh yes, that is me – ‘so preposterously serious (these) days’ – and so….

See? I tell you…these words are subtle reminders; good advice for folks like me who allow themselves to drown in their emotions far too often.

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Hail Loki ❤

Month for Loki, Day 13: A Prayer for Loki (poem)

Sharing a fun little poem that I found on Pinterest:

 

A Prayer for Loki 

a poem by Victoria Verney

Month for Loki, Day 12: I love Your face…

Per tradition, today’s post features some of my favorite artwork/images of Loki.

Enjoy!

Loki lineart by JarfieArt, as featured on zir tumblr 

I love the stitches on His mouth, and those boots, especially ❤

 

‘Loki’ by Loren DeSore

 

Dat Jotunn by lebzpel 

That smirk and those yellow eyes!

What I like most about Lebzpel’s style of depicting Loki is how zie consistently combines the opposing and liminal aspects of Him – in zir sketches, Loki somehow appears youthful and yet ancient, muscular and yet somehow fragile, infinitely amused and yet also world-weary.

I believe Lebzpel skillfully captures His essence perfectly in many ways.

 

And speaking of capturing aspects, here’s one of my newest favorites:

 

Though this artwork features Odin (as I imagine that is Loki, underneath the grinning mask), it is titled

You, they said, did sorcery on Samsey…’ by lisiakita on DeviantArt.

The artist captions the artwork with this text, translated from the Lokasenna, verse 24-5:

“Loki said:
But you, they said, did sorcery
on Samsey,
and tapped on a tub-lid like the
shamanesses.
In wizard’s guise
you went over the world of men –
and that I thought an unmanly nature.

Frigg said:
“The fates you two met with
you never must
speak about to men –
what you two Aesir acted out in the old days –
one should keep always away from
one’s past.”

Well then…

 

 

 

 

Month for Loki, Day 11: Breathe

Lyrics
Yes I understand
That every life must end
As we sit alone
I know someday we must go
Yeah I’m a lucky man
To count on both hands
The ones I love
Some folks just have one
Yeah others they got none
Stay with me
Let’s just breathe
Practised on our sins
Never gonna let me win
Under everything
Just another human being
I don’t want to hurt
There’s so much in this world
To make me believe
Stay with me
All I see
Did I say that I need you?
Did I say that I want you?
What if I did and I’m a fool you see
No one knows this more than me
‘Cause I come clean
I wonder everyday
As I look upon your face
Everything you gave
And nothing you would take
Nothing you would take
Everything you gave
Did I say that I need you?
Did I say that I want you?
What if I did and I’m a fool you see
No one knows this more than me
I come clean
Nothing you would take
Everything you gave
Hold me ’till I die
Meet you on the other side

Month for Loki, Day 10: Fools Gold

Inspired by a detail in Northern Tamarisk’s blog associating fool’s gold and Loki the other day, my brain went off on a tangent, thinking about items that some folks associated with Loki.

I was intrigued by the casual reference to her association of Loki with fool’s gold.

As you may have read my experience of that first Dragons Treasure meditation in 1997, I was reminded of how I had participated in another guided group meditation ritual several months later that same year

Except instead of a vision of Hostess Donettes, I received the ‘gift’ of a piece of fools gold.

It strikes me as strange to think now about how that was twice in as many months that I had sought out answers in guided meditations during a public ritual that initially appeared  – on the surface – to be in the form of some sort of joke or trick.

And trust me, no one likes to be made fun of or to be the butt of a joke…least of all, me.

Nonetheless, after that first guided meditation, it became a goodnatured joke in the community I was trying to join: If they couldn’t remember my name, I was that ‘newbie’ that received the doughnut.

And a few months later, I became known as that woman that got the fool’s gold.

And yet, I am amazed to realize how both times these odd ‘journey-gifts’ were read by others – the Pagan elders and the other assembled group members – as a sign that I must be pulling their leg or proof that I wasn’t taking whatever spiritual exercise I was attempting to engage in seriously enough.

The gifts don’t lie, they’d said.

So as we sat in the circle and shared our experiences:

What is that again? some folks snickered in response to my share, that makes no sense.

While others muttered, I don’t understand how you could have gotten that.

Are you sure that that is what you saw? sighed the leader of the meditation.

I was dismayed by this…and at the time, I recall that I was ridiculed for not taking the meditation seriously and the woman who’d led the meditation eventually opined that the presence of fools gold always represents/symbolizes ‘what  is not for you’

At the time, I felt that it meant that the Gods were rejecting me in some way, and I feared that that meant that perhaps the Pagan path was not for me.

And I took that to heart.

And it would seem that a lot of those ‘experienced’ Pagans (‘experienced’ at least by virtue of the fact that they’d been practicing at this Paganism thing a lot longer than I had) had some rather specific opinions about what is and isn’t an appropriate level of piety during guided mediation.

Honestly, I was just trying to fit in…or at least, find others like myself in the Pagan community…and yet, in this small way, I was looked upon as this person who wasn’t taking things seriously enough, whether I was sharing my experiences or I was asking questions.

In short, I began to feel as a bit of an outsider at their rituals, as no one seemed to take me or my experiences seriously.

Because, in their eyes, if I was taking things seriously, I’d be getting meaningful gifts like roses or silver chalices or the feather of a spring robin, or…whatever.

I became discouraged.

I began to question myself.*

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And several years after that, in 2000, I was sitting at a Catholic funeral.

I could have sworn that I had silenced my phone. I distinctly recall turning off the ringer before putting it in my handbag.

And yet, my cell phone rang loudly right in the middle of the priest’s sermon.

Just as he was just getting to the part about how even during times our darkest times of spiritual struggle, we can all find shelter within the arms of the Lord.

It was embarrassing certainly, except for the fact that it was even more so in that my cell’s ringtone at that time was a clip of the chorus from Rage Against the Machine’ No Shelter:

(There will be no shelter here/the thin line is everywhere…)

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So that doughnut must mean I’m not taking this seriously enough.

And yes, that fool’s gold must be a sign that that path was not for me.

And certainly, despite how respectful I was trying to be during a beloved relative’s Catholic funeral…

I took that as a sign that I, for one, am not meant to find shelter in the arms of (that) God.

And so, what did I do?

I ran.

I decided none of it was for me.

Even though it broke my heart to think that any form of spirituality as I understood it was not for me.

But there were more answers in store.

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*In retrospect, I realize that I gave in too easily to the discernment of others, rather than my own discernment. (And yes, I would be presented with that lesson again and again.)

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Month for Loki, Day 8: And speaking of drinks….

One of the specific drinks that I have offered Loki is a Whiskey Ginger

which is

  • equal parts Jameson’s Irish Whiskey and ginger ale
  • a splash of lime juice
  • a lime wedge garnish (optional)

Also called the Irish Buck (Or Mule)

 The variation that I often partake of myself is 1 part Whiskey, 1 part Ginger Ale and 1 part fresh squeezed lemonade.

 

Hail Loki!

 

Month for Loki, Day 7: One Meaningful Offering

 

Recently, I was having a conversation with another Lokean, and we were talking about the importance of making offerings.

Though it was not my intent to put undue pressure on anyone to make elaborate offerings -as time, finances, and other factors can make that difficult – I wanted to stress the importance of making an offering.

It can be of utmost importance to make an offering…as the following passage from author Jenny Blain’s book, Nine Worlds of Seid-Magic  illustrates this point quite well:

“The process of initiation, by spirits or deities, not people, can be quite terrifying.  The experience of the seeress Rauðhildr is a case in point. This is how it appears in my field notes, written after she had told me the story in a coffee shop in Berkeley, California.

She made the journey to visit the Maurnir, who (according to her and Diana [Paxson]) are female giants. The Maurnir dwell in a cave, and she went there, naively she says because she thought it would be interesting.  She was attempting to journey to all the denizens of the Nine Worlds.

They were there, and they saw her and asked why she was there.  The Maurnir have much wisdom, and she asked (again naively, she says) if they would teach her if she could learn from them, share in their wisdom.  They said no, they couldn’t teach her, but if she wished she could become part of their wisdom. She agreed that this would be a good thing.

So they ate her.

They threw aside the bones, as they ate. Her bones were lying on the cavern floor when Loki appeared and started dancing and singing, calling to the goddesses and gods to put her back together, which they eventually did.  So Loki was dancing a shaman dance.  When she came together again, she thanked him and asked him why he’d done this. He said ‘once, you gave me a drink.’ (as an offering in ritual).”

 

You might notice the key in that passage is “He said ‘once, you gave me a drink.”

Once.

As you may have realized, one meaningful offering to Loki can make all the difference.

Indeed.

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  • Jenny Blain, Nine Worlds of Seid-Magic: Ecstasy and Neo-Shamanism in Northern European Paganism, Routledge, New York, NY, 2002, p.22-3.