One of the first ways that Loki came to me was through colors.
I find crafting jewelry to be relaxing, so began making ankle bracelets for myself, and dedicating both the act of making the item and then, item itself to Him. As I may have mentioned before, creating things – whether it’s crafting, cooking or making artwork – seems to help me connect with myself and with Him.
Here are the colors and common associations that I use in my crafts for Loki:
Red: Passion, heat, blood – a color that evokes life force, vitality, sexuality
Orange: Flame, joy, fire – a color associated with Loki as a fire God, and God of the hearth. Warmth.
Yellow: specifically joy and happiness.
Green/Brown: Creativity, growth, change. Laufey (Loki’s mother) is associated with trees, so I feel Loki has a special affinity for trees and plants as well. A peaceful, lush shades of green and browns that signify growth and earth vitality. I feel Jormungandr can be associated with a paler green, signifying a connection to water/oceans, as well.
Blue: Sky (air) and ocean (water); another color (as with green) that can evoke peaceful associations as well as chaotic, energetic ones – a clear blue sky and a calm sea can also turn to storm-filled sky lit with flashes of blue-white lightning and dark-blue churning waves.
Purple: Self, knowledge. The color of the crown chakra. The color of sovereignty, divine connection and magic.
Gold: Treasures. Gold for Gullveig. Mead. As it is with purple, gold is associated with sovereignty, wealth, power, perhaps even decadence. Gold can signify Loki as sovereign, or as consort, fool, or foil towards what is considered kingly, lawful, or valuable. Loki as a Gift-Bringer provides the Gods (Sif, Thor, Freyr) with items of value.
White: Bone. Purity of ash when paired with black – Loki as Sacrificial God of funeral pyre
Black: Secret or hidden knowledge, magic, death, sacrifice. Darkness of the cave, of the mind, of the shadows within. Loki as the psychopomp, the death of self, and self-delusion.
Pink: The flush of skin, the ‘comely hue.’ Another joyful, vital color, that may also evoke His playfulness, eroticism, flirtation or pleasure.
Silver: Silvertongue. Another color evokes ‘value’ – wealth, treasure.
Carnelian: vitality, sexuality, warmth. Stone for the red/orange chakra
Snowflake obsidian: Grounding, chthonic. Coloring is evocative of ashes.
Iron Pyrite/Fool’s gold
Labradorite: Not the flame but the lightning, energy of electricity – I associate this stone not only with Loki but with His father, Farbauti, as well.
Jet: Grounding, along with other lava stones – reminiscent of a fire deity.
Green kyanite: Calming, stabilizing force. I associate this stone with His mother, Laufey.
Colors I associate with members of His family:
Angrboda: Blood red, rust red, black, forest green.
Fenrir: Blood red, black
Hela: White, black, bone. As well, a pale sort of pink.
Jormungandr: colors of water: aquatic blues and pale sea greens
Sigyn: Medium to pale blue, lavender, mauve, pink, yellow. Also browns, heathered grey.
Narvi: Tans and browns, earthy tones of green, and gold.
Vali: Black, red, speckled greys.
Sleipnir: Dark to medium blues, black, silver, grey.
Farbauti: white, electric blue, medium purple
Laufey: earth tones – greens, browns, gold.
I was talking to a friend of mine this afternoon, and we were discussing Surt, and the dearth of information that can be found concerning Him.
A cursory Google search turns up a lot of UPG from Raven Kaldera concerning Surt* – Kaldera is directly referenced in the first four links – but I was delighted to stumble upon this article on WordPress, which does string together several points about Surt as He appears in the Lore(tm).
*Not that I’m against UPG (or doxa) by any means.
Most of what I have come to know concerning a lot of Jötnar is essentially my own UPG….but yeah. New knowledge is always good!
Concerning Petrarch, poetry, and a question from a reader:
I read a lot of poetry, and I listen to a lot of music.
Often these two habits will intersect in my life in strange and delightful ways, especially where and when my Gods are involved.
One particular song that I have always loved is Bob Dylan’s Tangled Up in Blue.
And I came to love it even more when the Indigo Girls released their cover of that song on their live album, 1200 Curfews, in 1995.
As you may or may not know, it was not until 1997 or so that I started getting specific spiritual nudges again. And sufficed to say, this song came up a lot on the radio at that time, and as a result, I heard the Indigo Girls’ cover several times a day.
But as much as I knew the lyrics, there was one particular verse that always baffled me, however.
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe
“I thought you’d never say hello” she said
“You look like the silent type”
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth century
And every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burning coal
Pouring off of every page
Like it was written in my soul from me to you
Tangled up in blue.
All I could think of was…what sort of words were those? And even more so, who wrote them?
I mean, as a person who loves poetry, I could absolutely agree that poetry, in all its forms, is the highest form of word-alchemy.
As well, I would be the first to agree that good poetry certainly can and does transcend time.
But I had to, absolutely had to… find out who was that ‘Italian poet from the thirteenth century’?
And no, I don’t think that anybody really knows.
As far as I can tell, Bob Dylan has never identified any particular poet as being the poet that he references…so I began to wonder if Dylan was just simply trying to convey some universally profound fact about love and human relationships, as well as something similar to what I just wrote up there about poetry being word-alchemy.
Cut to three years ago, I was in a large retail bookstore chain, just browsing, as I often do.
If you must know, I wasn’t even in the poetry section. Because, as much as I love poetry, I hardly ever buy books of it.
So it was more than likely that I’d been skimming a Kingdom Hearts graphic novel with my kid, or trying to choose between two or three sci-fi/fantasy anthologies, or whatever, when ‘Tangled Up in Blue’ came up on the in-store music system.
I remember looking up from the book that I had been browsing, to see that someone had left a copy of Petrarchian love sonnets on the floor.
…and that exact verse – with line about an Italian poet from the thirteenth century – was the verse that was playing when I noticed that book on the floor.
And no, I didn’t buy the book. I brought it back to the poetry section and left it there.
If I bought anything, I probably purchased an anthology of short horror stories and a comic book for my kid.
But when I got home, I Googled ‘Petrarch.’ Having been an English major in college, I did know that Petrarch was an Italian poet… and just as any English major who studied poetry, I was familiar with the Petrarchian sonnet.
What detail that I didn’t know, or likewise remember, was that Petrarch wrote most of those sonnets about love and loss…in the 13th century.
In that next week or so, I hemmed and hawed about this whole thing being a ‘universal sign’…
But eventually I did purchase a book of Petrarchian love sonnets a few months later.
You may take it however you will, but that book of Petrarchian love sonnets is on my altar because of one particularly sneaky incidence of pandoramancy coinciding with a misplaced book.