Inspiration comes at strange times for me at least. This time I was at my grandma Wood’s 90th birthday. I was sitting on the stage and I felt I should get my notebook and pen out, once I did I began to write about Hela. A Norse underworld goddess.
I don’t really know much about Hela, what I do know is that she is beautiful in her own way. She is balance personified. Half white, half black or blue, half living and dying. half two different types of death, one, the blue or black of freezing the pale white of a spring or summer death. The two halves of the year represented in female form.
She is what we fear most and what we need to survive. Death is apart of us, when we change for the better a part of us dies and falls away. Lightens our load and allows us to grow wings. When our whole body dies she comforts our soul with her embrace.
I see her beauty in the gleaming white and graceful forms of bone. The new growth in the ashes of a fire. The flourishing growth of flora sprouting from the resting place of the dead. The crumbling ruins being taken back by nature.
She takes our loved ones away from their pain. She welcomes them to her hall, reunites them with those they lost. She allows them to comfort us with their memory, comforts them when they miss us.
As ruthless as she is, Hela is beautiful in her own way.
Source: Ode to Wine – How Wine is Made
Going to give it a try
One of the recent dust-ups which have come up the greater pagan community the last few weeks has been the issue of copyright. In this round the trouble has included people posting content which is not their own as if it were as well as Facebook groups with unauthorized pdf copies of books freely available for download. In case any of you may not be sure, these acts are not only unethical but illegal.
There are already plenty of posts online explaining the basics of copyright. My friend Jennett (a fellow librarian) has a post about copyright and pagans here and Fire Lyte has an excellent post here. Go read both of them after you finish here.
In my professional life, both copyright and ethics are interests. I’m a supporter of Creative Commons and other alternatives to current copyright because I think the laws have become draconian thanks…
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Next 2 weeks I’m adding Hela to my devotionals. .
Orphic origin of Dionysus.
Some time before Hades took Persephone, she caught the eye of Zeus. She was uninterested in his advances but Zeus isn’t big on consent. He watched her until she fell asleep quietly approached her, taking the form of a snake. He slid between her thighs and took what he wanted. Satisfied, Zeus left her their but kept track of her, waiting for his child to be born.
After however long it takes god to gestate, Persephone birthed a son.and Zeus identified himself as the boy’s father and he was named Zagreus, Great Hunter. As he grew Zagreus was taught to use is father’s lightning among others.
Hera was understandably upset and chose have Zagreus killed. She contacted the Titans and angered them against the baby.
The Titans knew Zagreus was well protected so the decided to make the boy come to them. They gathered toys and used them to lure Zagreus away from his nurses. The plan worked as they watched the god toddle over to the objects and begin to play.
The Titans grabbed the baby who began to scream as the lore him apart and began to eat him. Zeus heard the chilling screams and came to his son’s rescue, vaporizing the assailants.. He was too late. All that remained were either the child’s heart or genitals.
Not wanting loose his son, Zeus came up with a plan, He ground the child’s parts into a potion and gave it to Semele, one of his mistresses. When she got pregnant her child was Zagreus, now Dionysus.
Most of this was from memory with a little help from Theoi.com