I chose to do my Memorial Day post on the actual Memorial Day and not the one that is observed because I feel that it is more solemn and appropriate. I guess that is my old fashioned way of thinking.
I have discovered a sadly haunting image of a a woman who cleans her husband's shield as she cries. She cries for her husband has been killed in battle and she naturally mourns him. Behind the wife is her husband in a ghostly form to say good bye before going to eternity in Valhalla, where they will, some day,hopefully again be together.
Remember the real reason for memorial day is to honor those that have fallen in battle and not those that have lived. That is what Veteran's day is for.
On this Day of Frigg I share with you a beautifully haunting song for Frigg that is entitled Frigga's Web Hagalaz' Runedance in 2002 from the album/cd of the same name.
I feel truly blessed to have come across or dare I say to be shown by the all-Mother this music. For those that know me on Twitter they know I love Frigg and am disappointed in the lack of honor she receives. I believe I have expressed the same sentiment in a couple of post her on my blog. But with this song, I feel the love and power for and of Frigg. As well as her wisdom.
May Frigg Bless you and let you feel her love and power.
Frigga's Web Lyrics
Silence before the storm
I reach the house hidden by the night
A light I saw I knocked all quietly
I entered; a woman sat by the spinning wheel
"What brings you here my child", she asked?
"Don't you know our lady keeps her secrets well?"
It's my life I am running from
It's my fate I am hiding from,
oh would the Goddess speak to me?
Her ways I do not understand, the mysteries I must know,
Oh would the Mother see through me?
"Why don't you rest my child", she said, "I will seek her advice, I will wake you
when it's time"
All night by the spinning wheel, she sang an ancient tune and in the morn' her
work was done
In the distance I heard a call, I awoke and held the spindle in my hand
My other hand held new life, the Goddess had been by my side
I am a devoted admirer of the All-Mother, Frigg and I try to give a representation of her on Twitter that makes her proud to call me her daughter.
It seems to me that there is little to no appreciation, let alone love, of Frigg and this hurts me and breaks my heart as to how overlooked and unappreciated she is. Frigg is not Freyja. Freyja is not Frigg. They are sister goddess of different pantheons. Freyja is loved above Queen Frigg because she goddess of war, sex and beauty. Where as Frigg is of the home and hearth, keeper of the visions she sees and tells no one.
Frigg is also goddess of Love, Marriage and Destiny. She is a sky goddess and as such is responsible of the weaving of clouds, hence the All-Mother is also responsible for sunshine, rain and the fertility of crops. She is also responsible for the weaving of fates.
She is also the goddess who keeps us in touch with our intuitive nature and helps us make the transition to new beginnings.
So with this in my heart and mind I give my devotion and love to the Al-mother Frigg. Blessed Be.
Frigg with her handmaidens Fulla and Gna with her horse Hofvarpinr
Beautiful All-Mother Frigg
Seer of all but quiet of everything
Protectress of the home,hearth, marriage women and children
I thank you for choosing this humble and unworthy woman
The Norns also call upon me this day to tell their tale this day from the Voluspa/Voluspo . So I will honor them and their words and do so. BlessedBe.
20. Thence come the maidens mighty in wisdom,
Three from the dwelling down 'neath the tree;
Urth is one named, Verthandi the next, --
On the woods they scored, -- and Skuld the third.
Laws they made there, and life alloted
To the son of men, and their fates.
Yggdrasil and the Norns are getting their own post out of my love and respect for all of them.
19. An ash I know, Yggdrasil its name,
With white water is the great tree wet;
Thence come the dew that falls in the dales,
Green by Urth's well does it ever grow.
We have now come to the creation of the first man and woman of Midgard by Odin, Hoenir (Honir) and Lodur (Lothur).
17. Then from the throng of did three come forth
From the home of the gods, mighty and gracious;
Two without fate on the land they found,
Ask and Embla, empty of might.
18. Soul they had not, sense they had not,
Heat nor motion, nor goodly hue;
Soul gave Othin, sense gave Honir,
Heat gave Lothur and goodly hue.
This is still from the Henry Adams Bellow 1936 translation of The Poetic Edda. It is the naming of the dwarfs and some of them have very familiar names.
9. Then sought the gods their assembly seats,
The holy ones, and council held,
To find who should raise the race of dwarfs
Out of Brimir's blood and the legs of Blain.
10. There was Motsognir the mightiest made,
Of all the dwarfs, and Durin next;
Many a likeness of men they made,
The dwarfs in the earth, as Durin said.
11. Nyi and Nithi, Northri and Suthri,
Austri and Vestri, Althjof, Dvalin,
Nar and Nain Niping and Dain,
Bifur, Bofur, Bombur, Nori,
An and Onar, Ai Mjothvitnir.
