I learned something about Eiwhaz yesterday.
Eiwhaz is a rune of letting go.
Long ago, I got the message from Him, that it is my rune.
So, if that is true…then there is nothing more important than that for me to remember – Eiwhaz’s lesson is to allow change, to protect oneself, to defend oneself.
Of course, at the time that I was informed that I must learn this rune, it was a sort of Subtlesauce that I didn’t want to hear, that I didn’t want to know.
But yesterday, I was at a local mystical shop and I found Eiwhaz described as the ‘rune of the World Tree. A rune of letting go, protection, and transformation.’
And suddenly, it finally clicked in my head. Funny that.
Eiwhaz is a rune of letting go.
Now I understand exactly why it was the first rune that came forward to teach me after He strongly suggested that I should begin studying the runes.
He said that I should study it until I was told to do otherwise, and so, that rune had sat on my altar ever since early 2013, well over a year ago.
It was my understanding that Eiwhaz should be my sole focus, a fixed point.
And, I am nearly ashamed to admit this, but I definitely had days wherein I would inwardly grouse about it: When could I learn another rune? It’s not fair…I don’t understand….what am I supposed to understand? Why?
And His response was to steeple His fingers, and regard me with a raised eyebrow, followed by an almost grim, implacable facial expression.
Between the two of us, I don’t know who was more frustrated.
So, that spring, I sent money to a well-respected spirit-worker that I’d met the summer before, and I ordered a custom set of runes that were to be made of ash wood.
And I waited.
For six fucking months.
I got so tired of waiting for that order, that I gave up in disgust, and ordered a cheap wooden set off of eBay.
They were made of ash all right, but instead of being carved as I’d been led to believe by the seller, the runes were written on the blanks
There are no words for how I felt about that.
Sangry would be a good term, I guess.
But, that August, I was surprised.
I received a package from the spirit worker.
He sent me a rune set of semi-precious stones retailing for $75 -to make up for the fact that I’d gone six months, with no explanation as to why I’d never received the wooden runes that I’d ordered.
He apologized profusely in a nicely worded letter, explaining at length his frustration and disbelief about how the wood that he had been attempting to use to make the blanks kept splitting and warping, making the blanks unusable for runes.
He informed me that he’d attempted to cut the ash blanks with intent for my set on three separate occasions in the last six months, so he hoped that I’d accept the stone set as adequate compromise, with his apologies.
But when I poured the runes out of the bag to examine them – I was immediately disconcerted to see that the Eiwhaz rune – carved into a tumbled stone of bright yellow jasper – was broken in half.
(I never asked for a replacement simply because it was customer service recovery.)
But I studied Eiwhaz, anyway.
At least, I thought that I was.
I created a daily prayer for Eiwhaz, asking for – and trying to manifest – connection, protection, and transformation.
To be honest, even though I had convinced myself that I understood Eiwhaz on a few basic levels, looking back on my stubbornness, I realize now that I hardly knew what I was asking for.
(And, not surprisingly, He seemed to think that I should be working harder to figure that shit out. And rightfully so, I suppose.)
Then, in February 2014, I had the blind ignorance to ask Him what rune I should be using to represent myself in the bind rune that I was creating for us.
He drew the rune from the box, and pronounced it with a flourish, and a mysterious smirk.
And of course, I gasped, and proceeded to whine and roll my eyes about the fact that, of course it is Eiwhaz…why is it always Eiwhaz?
I don’t understand WHY….!!
What’s wrong with Eiwhaz? He seemed mildly annoyed, eyebrows raised.
But His tone made it obvious to me that the subject was immutable. Not open to debate.
He then gave me the Holy Bitch Face, and sighed: Don’t ask questions that you don’t want answered – as He drew the rune, Kenaz – for Himself – and suggested that I find a way to incorporate them together.
In March, I embroidered our bindrune on the altar cloth for His altar.
In June 2014, I inked our bindrune on my body.
Two weeks later, as He traced his fingers on the ink, He asked where the flames were.
There should be flames, He said.
Blood, teeth…and flames, my dear.
But it was not until yesterday that I had ever seen it come up that Eiwhaz was a rune of Letting Go.
It all comes back to Eiwhaz.
That’s my problem…that’s my work…of course, Eiwhaz would be, should be my sole focus.
Because, you see, I have so much trouble letting go.
So, it’s no wonder, really, that… it’s Eiwhaz.
It would have to be.
What other rune could there be?
Of course, Eiwhaz is MY rune.
So all I’ve got to say to Loki today is…
I’m sorry that it has taken me so long to figure it out, Simple Dog that I am…
Point taken, Sir.