Freyja’s Friday (8) : The Lady and the Sea

Let’s do this. This post has been on my mind the whole week, held inside my body too, such strong sensations and poetic panoramas overlapping the landscape. I’m sorry that this arrives on Saturday and not the traditional Friday, but it was meant for yesterday so. I won’t waste an occasion to speak about the lady and share my views just because of a date.

Please note that this is going to relate personal experiences, and no knowledge of the lore.

The top shrine is essentially dedicated to Freyja, and it has been installed on an old, familial piece of furniture traditional of that house near the sea. Ever since I arrived, for a reason, I felt her. I needed space for her. (For those who don’t know me and don’t follow this blog regularly, there is a formal distinction : I am devoted to the Morrigan (owned by), not Freyja; in my mind, feeling Freyja first is… somehow weird).

I had not planned on finding her here, after my return back to France (after two years in Canada).  Why near the sea, and not in the North? Why not among fields and forests, and hills, and birds and falcons? But everything here resonates.

I feel her on the beach,
Step after step
My feet in the burning afternoon sand,
Or the cold sand of the evening,

Marching in her footsteps
I feel her as I walk on the shores
As the wind blows in my loose hair
As my gaze searches for the horizon

Why does it feel painful?
I am a mixture of freedom and sorrow
The world is silent but for nature’s call
I am serene
Yet I can feel that pull in my chest
The aching of my heart
A longing and a melancholy
Why ?

My favorite moment is the end of the day,
When people are busy elsewhere
When the light changes colors
As the sun crosses the sky
The sea darkens and the sky lightens

I am of roses and purples
Of blues and indigos mixed with crimson red
And oranges and gold
Tainting the clouds and sky

And then I can see and feel plainly
The taste of amber
Bittersweet
Both light and dark
Both peaceful and aching
That bloody sky and sea

I can hear now more clearly
That bitter song that has been haunting me
The Siren song, yearning and aching


Mardöll by Maris Pai aka, Marisvision

I don’t remember having read anything in the Lore that corroborates, developps etc this aspect. Apart from this quote that Maris reminded me of, I have nothing in mind bu visions and impressions of the Gods:

“Freyja has many names, and this is the cause thereof: that she gave herself sundry names, when she went out among unknown peoples seeking Ódr: she is called Mardöll and Hörn, Gefn, Sýr.”

– Gylfaginning.

For a reason that I have never been able to explain, Freyja as a Goddess wandering on shores is associated in  mind / core with a younger aspect of Freyja. It has happened to me before that certain aspects of the Gods are chronological. I see Freyja as a Valkyrie and a master of Seidhr as the latest aspects. I underlined above that “definition” to state my vision as clearly as possible: Freyja (Mardöll) is not a goddess of the Sea to me. Her younger aspect is tied to her Father’s nature, and derives from the same differenciation (which I do not justify with lore, again, this is personal experiences, might be unique) : Njord is not a God of the Sea per se; Njord is not Aegir or Ran, they both have a very distinct nature and realm of power. I see and feel Aegir and Ran as divinities from a different nature, that has been described under the following categories : “titans”, “giants”, “Jotnar”, etc. They feel intrinsically more “primal”, as beings associated with blunt natural forces. Hence, Aegir and Ran rule over what is associated with climate and pure natural laws of the sea to me: the winds, the currents, the storms, the waves, the depths. So what about Njord? I’d recommend reading lore and all instead of me on that point XD But anyway, we can say he has been associated with a more “civilized” aspect of the sea, which is more about trade and journeys, people that sails over the sea from land to land. Might be associated with fishing and the abundance of the sea shores too. It’s been a while I read on that subject. Anyway, somehow I see him closer to the land that Gods of the “deep sea” (mentionned above), not only on a metaphorical plane, but on a physical one (actual distance). Hence, I do not see Freyja-Mardöll at all as a Goddess of the “deep sea” either; She’s restricted to the shores, potentially sea travelling.

Until today, I had no remembrance of that above quote from the Lore, but my feelings and visions have remained constant over the year: I see Freyja-Mardöll as young Freyja roaming the shores, and looking over the horizon in search for a sign of Ödr ; waiting for the Lover’s return. The melancholy and the aching of the heart, and the tears of amber trailing her cheeks. I thus realized just how accurate it had been to offer her my broken heart months ago, doing that ritual of broken love, about lovers being separated by the sea (ocean). She is so representative of that sort of grieving! I have worked with her as a Healer in that sense, offering pain, sadness and all. I had not realized it since I acted on pure intuition, but it makes a lot of sense in the end. I wonder if she tried herself on the sea, as a sailor, looking for him on any coasts she could land (not sure if that’s the right English word). In a sense, she is a divine Look-out (or Vigil? or both?). A thing that I have not cracked yet, is why she feels so serene, while being in such pain at the same time.

Anyway, here we are. I’m not sure I could continue on this subject today.  But here you have it, my personal feelings on that matter. I wish more people could share they experiences with Mardöll, as she is very dear to me.

Freyja’s Friday (7) : Idunna’s New Issue

Dear everyone,

I cannot but spread the words that were passed to me. The Troth issued a new publication of Idunna, which is entierly dedidacted to Freyja! Hail !

“By popular demand, we are releasing IDUNNA #111 (Spring 2017) a year early! This issue was dedicated to Freyja, the Norse goddess of (among other things), wealth, sexuality, and battle. We feature plenty of poetry in this issue from Laine Mardollsdottir, Laurel Mendes, Lorrie Wood, Ani Greenwood, Loraine Canaday, Shawn Rowland, Meredith Himmel, Nathan Large, and James Moore-Hodur. Ben Waggoner presents a translation of an Icelandic folktale, “Maertholl”, that just might preserve an ancient myth of Freyja. We have essays from Diana Paxson on an overview of Freyja’s nature, Jeremy Baer on the form of magic called seidr, Loren Jones on Freyja’s necklace, and Kim Pierri on the elder tree and its possible associations with Freyja. And we feature our usual columnists, book reviews, news from the Heathen community, and more!”

>> You’ll find the pdf here.

>> And the paper version there.

The Coming of Imbolc

A few words for Imbolc.

Valiel sur la Voie des Dieux

Aoife Ní Fhearraigh – Gabhaim Molta Bríghde (I Give Praise to Saint Brigid). A beautiful song sung in Irish by Aoife Ní Fhearraigh which gives praise to Saint Brigid of Kildare, one of the three patron saints of Ireland. The lyrics are below, along with the phonetic and English translation. Bain sult a chairde !”


Morpheus Ravenna a partagé cette chanson irlandaise que je trouve, hum, planante, porteuse, apaisante, et en même temps il y a un je ne sais quoi d’amer… Une introduction pour quelques pensées fragmentaires sur la période que nous traversons. Alors oui, c’est en anglais, tandis que ce blog est censé être uniquement en français…. tant pis. Ils viennent toujours ainsi. Je me suis demandée, mais c’était soit ça soit rien, alors bon.

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Impressions.
Shapes.
Patterns.
Light.

Drops of blood on a coat of snow
An icy pool of water reflecting the blue gray…

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A Call for Submissions -An Anthology on the Hard and Fallow Times

I really don’t have a lot of followers here, but I wish to spread the word anyway. This anthology could be really useful and inspiring.

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Book Proposal

Type of Book: Anthology

Working Title Proposals: The Rough Road and the Fallow Field: Navigating the Hard Times

Going Through the Fallow Times

An anthology primarily of essays, personal experiences, meditations, theological writing, and other works exploring the fallow times in an animist and/or polytheist’s life, where the Gods, Ancestors, and spirits may be distant, silent, or in times of transition requiring separation. This anthology will also explore how to move through these times, how those who have little to no regular or peak spiritual experiences work through the fallow times, and what practices can sustain an animist and/or polytheist through them.

Word Length: Word Length: 800 words minimum for essays. Long essays welcome and encouraged. Prayers, poetry, rituals, and other explorations of the subject will also be accepted.  Please submit with no specialized fonts, in .doc, .docx, or .rtf file format.

Contributors will not be paid for…

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Love Notes from Freya, 5/30/15

Silver and Gold

It is not your job to be in control of the universe and everything in it. That is not your job. Your job is to live in this universe to the fullest extent of your capabilities–to live, to love, to laugh, and to pass your joy for life and knowledge of the world on to the next generation. That is your job. Don’t you think that’s enough for one human being to handle? With tenderness, Love, Freya.

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Love notes from Freya, 6/2/15

Silver and Gold

There is no time like the present. The “Now” is when life is fertile, plans can be planted, life can be sown, enemies conquered, struggles put to rest; only NOW everything can you want or need be made manifest. You may have a harvest to reap tomorrow, indeed; but I can guarantee that will not happen unless you do something today.  Get to it. Love, Freya.

Not one to mince words is my Lady.

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