#67.3, Thursday April 3, 2025

Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne          The dark emptiness of grief —          She shouts her enticements to my back as I am walking away, inland, maybe, following this river back to its source.          She raises her voice, “You’re right. We don’t have any rune for this, and even laying one rune on anotherContinue reading “#67.3, Thursday April 3, 2025”

#67.2, Wednesday, April 2, 2025

Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne I just asked to learn how writing is done so I could know more about this new time and place where I am. And the seiðr brought me on this journey to see markings on stones of stories of mythical gods and pagan heroes. Now I know that writing hereContinue reading “#67.2, Wednesday, April 2, 2025”

#67.1, Tuesday, April 1, 2025

Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne Sjókona is no longer known to me simply by her purpose, seiðr, she is a human being with a name, though not a name given her by loving parents as a birth gift.  At least it isn’t a statement of utility; it is a name. But it is a nameContinue reading “#67.1, Tuesday, April 1, 2025”

#66.12, Thursday, March 27, 2025

Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne We are sitting in the open space where a door would be in a house, looking out at the rocks on the sea channel. The wind comes stiff and steady but it brings no ships. “When I was a baby, it was Auld Bjorn who kept me as his ownContinue reading “#66.12, Thursday, March 27, 2025”

#66.11, Wednesday, March 26, 2025

Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne          “Sjókona, I can call you by a name now. And is this your home?”          “Home?” “Yet you said you haven’t been back here since you were abandoned as an infant.?”          “Really, I’ve only been told of this. Some years ago Auld Bjorn brought another infant girl acrossContinue reading “#66.11, Wednesday, March 26, 2025”

#66.10, Tuesday, March 25, 2025

Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne          Apparently, the god who is God agrees with the seiðr, that no matter how righteous my opinion may be, or how terrible the practice of sacrificing girl children is, addressing this evil must only be spoken with empathy. The difference between judgment and empathy sounds like nothing more thanContinue reading “#66.10, Tuesday, March 25, 2025”

#66.9, Thursday, March 20, 2025

Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne          How can I not speak up against such a terrible practice as setting girl infants out to die? And yet, anything I say to her, a victim, seems more like an accusation or a judgment against these people. The answer to my prayer asking for words comes only withContinue reading “#66.9, Thursday, March 20, 2025”

#66.8, Wednesday, March 19, 2025

Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne           The seiðr, whose name I don’t even know, brought me to a ruin of a house with no door. We sailed here on the west wind so I could know the answers to my questions about this land.          As always, I’m wandering, just looking for the thread ofContinue reading “#66.8, Wednesday, March 19, 2025”

#66.7, Tuesday, March 18, 2025

Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne          “So when you were an infant you were put out to die of exposure here in a ruin of a house? And that practice is why women are rare here?”          The seiðr fondles the jade pendant still at her neck. “You speak as though being rare were aContinue reading “#66.7, Tuesday, March 18, 2025”

#66.6, Thursday, March 13, 2025

Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne   “So, how do Christians determine winners in games and wars when the object isn’t simply to be the last man standing?”          I think the seiðr is asking a serious question of Christians. In her world, simply the fallacy of scarcity can completely upend the nature of family and turnContinue reading “#66.6, Thursday, March 13, 2025”