Hof Services Shedding 2257 RE (Sep. 2007 CE)
“Shadows at the Edge of
Darkness”
by Dr. Casper Odinson Cröwell, 1519-CCG
Allsherjargothi, HOLY NATION OF ODIN, INC.
and SONS OF ODIN, 1519 - VINLAND / USA
There is a place I know, and I wend their often. It is a place of
both magic and mysticism. More so, it is a place that exists to
me only in the reality of Ancestral Memory as it lives on in my
blood and reveals itself clearly to my Húgauga (mind's eye).
This place, this magical and sometimes even frightening place which
I am often drawn to in my dreams and meditations, it surely must
exist in reality somewhere in the old world of my European Ancestors,
though in my visions, it always assumes surreal quality.
It is a heavily wooded forest with copious trees so large and
with trunks which seem to be smooth, yet knotted and polished
to a dull shine. The forest floor is littered with spent autumn
leaves in hues of orange and red. So thick is the blanket of leaves
which covers the vast entirety of this great and magnificent forest
which seems to be my private wonderland. Small animals scurry
about and I see my own Fýlgja (fetch) there often. In fact,
at certain times he seems to be his own entity, while other times
I am he and he is I and I travel about in his form, with a fleetness
of foot! It is always Autumn in this place. And 'he' is always
there, whether he reveals himself to me, or not. I always feel
his presence and hear his voice in my head and...inside my soul.
A whisper of rushing wind; "Oooodddiiinnn!"
I have noticed that in times of great upheaval in my life, something
pursues me and sends me back to a childhood memory from about
age five. It is a truly frightening memory, one which until yesterday
I have never revealed to anyone. In this memory, I am in my bedroom
which I shared with my elder Schwester (sister), late at night,
when the whole household was fast
asleep. Meine schwester was in her own bed about twelve, or fifteen
feet across the room from me and she was soundly asleep. Something
had awaken me from my own peaceful slumber and had terrified me
to the point that I had gotten out of my bed and hid beneath it.
I can still recall to this day, the strong and sweet fragrance
of the pine wood planks which held the box spring in the bed frame,
in addition to my own urine, and chocolate candy which was on
my night stand. It was the Yuletide season so there were candy
dishes full of various types of candy distributed all about the
house. I had wet myself from fright at whatever was in my bedroom,
and I recall so clearly those three smells mingling with each
other!
Whatever it was that had frightened me so, was only made known
to me, as my schwester slept, undisturbed and undaunted, right
through it. Though it had occurred only feet from her. And no
one else in the house was disturbed by it either. The next
morning no one had said anything, including me! Whatever it was,
it frightened me so badly that other than the memory of what I
have recounted herein, whatever had occurred that Yuletide late
night had continued to allude me for over forty years! Though,
the memory has haunted me with frequency. I have always known
that someday I would have to find a way to reconcile with what
had transpired in that bedroom forty years ago. This seemed an
improbable, if not impossible feat. Until yesterday that is. To
reiterate, I spoke of this for the first time since that night
long ago, only yesterday with a kinsman. While I was recounting
the details of my grim memory, it hit me like an epiphany after
forty some years. I excused myself and immediately went to meditate
and consider what had revealed itself to me, as if divinely so!
Forty, or forty-one years ago, during the Yuletide (Wild Hunt),
Allfather had come to me and awaken me from my sleep. The Wild
Huntsman himself, in the form of the Terrible one; "Ygg".
He reached into my mind with his hand and he activated the Wode
Fury within me... Odin had claimed me as his son on that fateful
night. Frightened, I clambered under my bed to hide! I was hiding
from a divine blessing of which my young mind could not possibly
have comprehended.
Shedding is the time of the "Winter Finding" (Sept.
23, 09:71 Univ. Time), which of course is the beginning of Fall,
the beginning of the season of the shades where shadows appear
at the edge of darkness!
We all have our places that only we know, where the Gods, wights
and ancestors appear to us, and speak to us. It is imperative,
if ever we are to enter such esoteric realms, to learn to embrace
the shades and shadows and all that awaits us there. For one may
not know that some frightful experience decades ago was indeed
a blessing, if one is not willing to re-evaluate our own experiences
and memories which occurred under less than pleasant circumstances.
The natural law of balance in all things requires that we not
only accept the dark with the light, but that we experience it
as well. Otherwise, we are out of sync with natural order, and
as such, much like an automobile which is out of alignment, as
it moves down the road it is always compelled to veer. As the
auto's driver seeks to keep the vehicle from veering off course,
it creates an undue hardship upon the auto's tires and other parts.
If the auto is not fixed to correct this state of unbalance, then
it will ultimately be good for nothing but scrap as the condition
worsens.
Our own personal lives are much like that automobile. As we
travel the Road North, we are moving towards the purpose of our
lives. Yet, if we become unbalanced and thereafter elect to remain
in such a state, we too shall veer off the paths which we desire
to travel. Instead, we will fall victim to any number of pitfalls
and detours which will have unnecessary and unpleasant conditions
attached to them.
We have been taught throughout life, that the darkness is bad.
That it some-how conceals a certain evil element within. This
of course is balderdash! There is nothing to fear within the realms
of shadows. For therein awaits the reclamation of balance with
the light in your life!
Shedding the 9th is a day of remembrance for Herman, for it
was in the month of Shedding in the year 9 Common Era, in which
Herman (Arminius to the Romans) laid waste to Varus' three legions
(20,000 men) in the Battle of Teutobergerwald, at Kalkriese
near Detniold, Germany. Heil this brave German Chieftain for his
deeds of daring in the face of what must have seemed to be insurmountable
odds, and hell the noble and stalwart Kinsmen who fought by his
side to rid the Fatherland of the Romans and their imminent debauchery
and whoredom which accompanied them everywhere! Raise your horns
to Herman the Cherusker on this the day of his remembrance.
And of course, the Fall Equinox (the Winter Finding) is on Shedding
23rd. Perform a Blot for Winter Finding, call upon Allfather Odin
and consider his own journeys into the shades, the prices he paid
and the awesome rewards he won by doing so. Let this serve as
your own inspiration towards such endeavors.
Galdr and meditate upon these Runes: Uruz ( ),
Thurisaz ( ),
Raidho ( )
and Othala ( ).
Shedding:
9th - Day of Remembrance for Herman
23rd - The Winter Finding (Fall Equinox) at 09:51 Universal Time
Runic Half months are: (
) Raidho, ( )
Kenaz and ( )
Gebo.
Megi Odin blessi thig, ok fara meth Gothanum! I remain in Frith
and fraternal solidarity with thee...
"What terror awaits just beyond the shadows
edge? What horrors, that repel so many, yet attract so few...those
bold enough to cross from the light into the dark and seize what
nature has promised? It is there, lurking just beyond the shadows,
the balance of those who abide by the laws of natural order."
-- Casper Odinson Cröwell, Ph.D., DD
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