𝔚𝔬𝔩𝔣 𝔄𝔤𝔢 𝔚𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔯

The Anglo Saxon sword and bracteate recently found in Stowting, Kent, now cleaned and on display. On the bracteate, the animal’s body appears to form a single eye in the middle; very Wodenic. Photos by Wodnesdael. ᚩ

Original photo credit to Nomad Concepts, part of some recent edits he did for Red Right Hand LLC which included one of my OD Green and Gold mix veils.

Go outside

Under the full moon of hāligmōnaþ the many families of the Wudufugol held fainings and blót to the Gods, forefathers and good wights of the earth. Offerings of beer,mead,wine,loaves of bread and apples, even the blóting of a ram were made. One of our members wrote this nine line lēoþ to Wōden: Hail thou Wōden, Wise Hræfngod, Léoþgod! Wisest of words || thy wellspring spills Bottomless and brimming, || and brightest horn’s-flood The merriest of mead || thy mouth gushes Dripping downward || Drihten’s-wine streams That fire falling || From thy flowing lips Thy shining face-shroud || shears the dark Highest in the heavens || is thy honey-speech Léoþgod’s light || lifts the hyge Bard-father’s beard || blesses he who drinks

See you in Hel > See you in Hell

Wōden, With your flaming eye, allow us to see, and guide us through this void in the age of darkness.

The Heathen ought to be as religiously intense as his forebears, stern in his conviction. Unrelenting in his devotion to upholding the laws of his Gods.