Reflections of the Summer Solstice

When the Sol,

Is at its’ peak,

Its’ hidden power,

Starts to seep.

Into hearts,

And into souls, 

Igniting fires,

New and old.

And like the flame,

It burns away,

Every woe, 

This longest day. 

(And sometimes fire,

Pierces through,

The hearts of that, 

Which fetters you.)

We rise to meet,

That golden dawn,

The spinning fire, 

Wheel of Kaun. 

Beneath the ocean, 

Tiwaz blessed, 

Honoring all,

With feast and fest. 

On fresh cut turf,

Good cheese and good wine, 

Surrounded by stars, 

And reflections of time. 

Rune Ruminations

:

Lords of wealth,

And Earthly stride,

Pave the way,

Where wagons ride.

:

Drinking from,

Those robust horns,

Wild, merry,

Fighting forms.

:

Building high,

Crumbling low,

Bushes prick,

Protect from foe.

:

In the chest,

There lies a flame,

Howling wind,

Calls the name.

:

While in motion,

Keeping wits,

Travel far,

On land or ship.

:

On the wall,

The iron holds,

Illumination,

Of the soul.

:

Equal arms,

And roads to cross,

Giving and-

Accepting loss.

:

When one sits,

In total silence,

Peaceful sky,

And setting sun.

:

A sudden change,

To rouse the soul,

Under toil,

Life unfolds.

:

The lesson learned,

The wisdom gained,

From times of strife,

From times of strain.

:

That which blocks,

Can also shine,

Stillness heals,

And also binds.

:

Round and round,

The wheel turns,

Largest fests,

And wood to burn.

:

High and low,

Our arms in each,

Up and down,

Is all in reach.

:

Roll the dice,

Already known,

By the well,

There sits a crone.

:

Alert to all,

Wind or squall,

Blood rushes,

Antlers tall.

:

Sword of light,

Bolt on high,

Shine your rays,

From cloudless skies.

:

Measures made,

And painful trades,

Wars to win,

And debts to pay.

:

Silver, yellow-

Black and white,

To gaze upon,

In pure delight.

:

Trust in friend,

And never foe,

Ones we move with,

Bonds that grow.

:

Two wishes,

One reward,

Bridge of gaps,

Connecting fjords.

:

Roads upon,

All things connect,

The higher world,

And darkest depths.

:

Enclosed within,

A hidden space,

Seeds were sown,

Now taking shape.

:

Holy home,

Within the blood,

Sacred space,

From fire or flood.

:

At the end,

There shines a light,

Decimation,

Of the night.

Irreplaceability, Mastery, and Glory

All men really want is to be irreplaceable.

Mans higher purpose is to become a master of something… a professional at X, a genius on Y, an authority on Z.

When it comes down to it, men want nothing more than to become irreplaceable. They want to know that no one can fill their shoes; that their existence has a meaning tied to their form. They want to know within that they have made a contribution and that their memory/legend will live on beyond the grave; whether or not one has heirs.

Man wants to conquer great obstacles, ascend the highest peaks, and soar into the blackness of space; each one wants his unique piece of the glory.

At a certain point, we must ask ourselves if this is really a bad or negative trait to possess. In reality, yes and no cannot answer this sufficiently, as it seems to be “natural” instinct for driven humans to behave like this.

Do we call the hunting aspects of a mountain lion negative or evil, even when they sometimes kill humans? No, it is natural for them to hunt any prey that is liable and in their territory.

The humans’ need to conquer seems to be akin to this type of instinctual, non conscious behavior; transcending a human “right” or “wrong” duality. Repressing this can be detrimental to one’s own life and the lives of those around him. But, through wisdom, it can be mastered and maneuvered with divine accuracy.

This view ties one in with the physical and metaphysical simultaneously, as one must achieve earthy victories in order to attain the metaphysical “legacy” one wants to build or acquire. In many ways, although this doesn’t seem to offer any sort of climax or end, it reinforces man’s role as the being “in the middle.” We exist within that context, as a wheel in between tracks, moving onward into eternity.

We emerge and dissolve into many forms, although, the deeper parts of our spirit continue to rise ever higher.

Wisdom of the Futhark

: Fehu is resource, wealth, and abundance.

: Uruz is oxen, pride of the marshes.

: Thurisaz builds it, and also destroys.

: Ansuz is wisdom, wind of the body.

: Raido is wagons, rhythm of seasons.

: Kenaz the torch-light, fire of knowledge.

: Gebo the crossing, of gifts between friends.

: Wunjo is wishes, and joy in the heart.

: Hagalaz changes, liquid to solid.

: Nauthiz the trial, building the fire.

: Isa the focus, crystalline patience.

: Jera is turning, wheat into flour.

: Eihwaz the greenest, spine of the forest.

: Perthro is chances, the womb of the fates.

: Algiz the antlers, guardian of groves.

: Sowilo the fire, that burns in the sky.

: Tiwaz the arrow, celestial light.

: Berkano is thin, the bones of the woods.

: Ehwaz is trusted, moving with partner.

: Mannaz the flesh-bridge, between Earth and Sky.

: Laguz the water, to heal and to quell.

: Ingwaz the homestead, gestation and growth.

: Othala in sight, home of the fathers.

: Dagaz the light-source, breaking the cycle.

Memory of Younger Runes

ᚠ – Fe is domestic,

ᚢ – Ur is chaotic,

ᚦ – Thurs is both for the good and the bad.

ᚬ – Oss is for breathing,

ᚱ – Reid is for riding,

ᚴ – Kaun is the torch that burns all around.

ᚼ – Hagal is harshness,

ᚾ – Naud is resistance,

I – Is marks the silence frozen in time.

ᛅ – Ar is the cycle,

ᛋ – Sol is the sun-flow,

ᛏ – Tyr is the pillar holding the sky.

ᛒ – Bjarkan is whitest,

ᛘ – Madr is wisest,

ᛚ – Lagu is water, tides, and the moon.

ᛦ – Yr is the crossroads,

A path you must choose,

One path you win and one path you lose.

Walpurgisnacht

Hailaz Walpurgisnacht!

However you choose to celebrate the next couple days, do it with your full attention.

Meditate on life in its myriad forms.

Banish any fetters holding you down in the damp halls of Hel.

Personally, we will be preparing a part of the homestead for the return of our patron deity of peace, plenty, and fair weather (Freyr,Ingwaz, Fraujon).

(In our practice, Freyr departs after Samhain and returns on May Day.)

Before we do this, we wish to shield ourselves and our land from all forms of evil and misfortune with song, ritual, and fire.

Under the darkest of moons we shall embody the Sun,

Becoming the fire that licks the sky.

Filling our hearts with strength,

impregnating our minds with ferocity.

Let us transcend the depths,

On the wings of the eagle!

ᚠ : ᛉ : ᛋ

Second Edition of ‘Runes, Bindrunes and Hahalruna: European Sorcery and Divination’ Out Now!

Pleased to announce that edition two of “Runes, Bindrunes and Hahalruna: European Sorcery and Divination” has been published and is now available worldwide via Amazon.

Personal copies have been ordered and should arrive in the next couple weeks.

This version includes a new cover, new chapter covering the Younger Futhorc runes, new bindrunes, and various additions to the previous content.

The book runs for 154 pages and is an intermediate read for those at any stage of rune work, research, and development.

If you have the first edition, leave a comment with something you were able to take away from the book. I’m interested in hearing your thoughts.

Help spread the word by sharing and feel free to leave a review, they help a lot.

Hailaz

Shirts and hoodies available!

Some new shirt designs are available here: https://teespring.com/stores/sunarcher

Thanks to all for the continued support.

I’ll be uploading a few bindrunes from the book soon and getting some pieces finalized to post. I’ve been working on a new Elegiac album for the last month and I haven’t had much time to write outside of lyrical content.

I may start uploading various lyrics from over the years as well, as that takes up a majority of my time when it comes to writing…

I hope you’re all staying positive and healthy in these difficult times.

Hailaz!

The Draugadrottin Bindrune and a Brief Introduction to Vampyric Odinism

The Draugadrottin bindrune is used to venerate Odin’s form as “Lord of the Undead,” or as I see it, “Lord of the Twice Born.” This is a shamanic form of Odin; one that walks between the veil of worlds. Draugadrottin is a master of death, but also a conductor of new and improved life. Therefor, by taking the form of Draugadrottin, we can achieve and conjure visions of death for our spiritual benefit and development; while also traveling to other realms without needing a physical death of the body. This form (or energy) of Odin is less emphasized by the aspects of fury and “madness,” as is the case with the Wōdaz or Wōdanaz archetype, but more-so steeped in meditation, sacrifice, and the traveling between the different realms of existence.

However, Draugadrottin keeps strong the Wodenic archetype of the Wanderer. This old, wise, and powerful wizard -like incarnation stays consistent in this form; although holding a more Necromantic and dreary ambience. He brings us the secrets of death in order to bring us into a second, more enlightened existence. I like to imagine Draugadrottin clad in bones, reeking of death, and quite ethereal in appearance. This archetype is a physical manifestation of death, and it brings the associated secrets to the thirsty living; allowing us passage between worlds. Draugadrottin is a force of resurrection and restored life-force, a rejuvenation of the Shamanic spirit.  

This face of Odin is Vampyric in spirit; surviving off the energies of humans, creatures, and the forces of nature it encounters. Draugadrottin feeds and absorbs powers from all directions of the wind; from everything that surrounds it. The stronger a person or creatures life force is, the more Draugadrottin will try and absorb it; incorporating it into its’ power and ability. This absorption will aid the shaman in his journey, and all powers he absorbs will replace weaker ones within himself; cultivating the soul and quality of the one who has “Willed to Power.”

My personal vision of Draugadrottin is as shown; sitting upon his throne accompanied by his two ravens. On his hat (the classic witches or wizards hat) is an exaggerated death rune. This rune consists of a central Mannaz rune with inverted Algiz and Ansuz runes as its’ legs; symbolizing the death of the self, the blood, and the spirit. He holds a skull adorned by the Draugadrottin bindrune, which he uses to transport between worlds and drink wisdom from.

His vampyric elements are highly exaggerated to show his darker extreme; a distant shadow of his Asgardian or Apollonian form. In this Draugadrottin form, he is uninterested in order and the affairs of justice; only with the ethereal existence of the wandering “death celebrant.” Like the Aghori of India, the devotee of Draugadrottin will worship death in order to celebrate life; and gain its’ secrets.  In this form, the “darker” areas of spirituality are mirrored and revered in higher regard than the “lighter” areas. Adversity hails as high as honor, and comfort is frowned upon. The wanderer must never become stagnant in his quest for knowledge.

This type of Odinic devotion is difficult (and almost impractical) to procure year round; unless your lifestyle and goals allow such a thing. However, a year or two of this type of devotion is very beneficial; if practiced zealously and vigorously. Even if you cannot dedicate a years energy (or lifetime) to this form it can be beneficial to add into your spiritual cycle; or to use strictly for circumstantial magical purposes. The fall and winter are good times to emulate this Draugadrottin force, and to attempt to walk between the worlds of existence.

Draugadrottin can be deceptive at times, which makes this form a difficult one to venerate for long periods of time. However, if skilled enough, you can manage this uncertain and unpredictable treachery; using it to your advantage and enjoyment. Use the chaotic impulses for art, music, and creation; instead of lashing out at the world around you in destructive or ignorant ways. If we allow the chaotic “madness” of Odin to consume us, it becomes very difficult and dangerous to overcome and recover from; if one ever does…