Midgard is under stress right now and I hope somewhere the All-father wanders and is offering the sick some help, that he is quietly watching as the earth starts to breath a little more. I hate to see so much suffering in the world of men right now, I hate to see so many scared and venerable people, the gods will is all I can have faith in.
I have had some issues of late trying to understand how my faith fits in my life. Is Asatru really me, did I hunt for it or did it find me and being a spiritual person I often asked myself if I was crazy. Does the god Thor really protect my room as I asked him too? does Freyer offer me love and comfort? does Odin give me wisdom and help guide me?
This week has been tough, for many reasons, to which I wont explain all go into. It’s been a long hard tough one, let’s just say that. Have you ever walked around and not seen a face you no or can talk too?
I guess I always felt some weird connection to the gods, from a young age I would always look up at a thunderstorm and claim it to be Thor beating his mighty hammer
It’s hard this day in age to be different which is kind of acceptable yet still, we have stigma’s attached to certain area’s, including how we live and what kind of things we believe in