Welcome to a new look for the new year

2019 – A new year, a new look, a new everything!

A rebranding is happening as I move forward into the new year.  A lot has changed yet it is still the same, so many aspects of my practice are about to be shaken up and I feel that “Australian Heathenry” as a brand will no longer fit my narrative.

You see, I personally have gone through some changes, emotionally, mentally, physically and spiritually.  I am still Australian, I am still a Heathen but I have evolved, I am evolving into so much more.

I have been doing some shadow works, some self-reflection, dealing with some inner demons.

Thistles, Thorns & Swords is about Heathenry from an my personal perspective.

I am a Blogger, Vlogger, Writer, Artist, a Norse Pagan ‘Asatru’ Heathen, a solitary Sei∂kona in training and I am a Heathen living life following the path laid before me. I am embarking on what I am calling a my spiritual rebirth journey. I am going back to the beginning and starting fresh in the hopes of gaining a greater understanding of my spirituality.


My drawing isn’t much to write home about, but it is mine and I like it. My writing is rambley (is that even a word?) and sometimes nonsensical. My posts will be sporadic and may have gaps between posts, but that is okay. I will write from the deepest, darkest pits of my soul, so if you get squeamish, bring a bucket.

Denial forces victims to retreat into a lifeless existence, dieing in the shadows of buried trauma and painful memories. — Trudy Metzger

Keep watch over the next few months as this cocooned caterpillar breaks out and spreads her wings…


Updates & Overhauls

I know it has been a while but I have relocated and am still waiting for internet to be put on at the new place.  In the mean time I am going to be giving Southern Cross Heathen and update and overhaul.

Stay tuned for the new & improved version.

I’m moving… Again!

As you can read from the title of this post, yes I am moving, again…  But, I am moving back north.  Back to where I know I need to go for another few years.

I have a gypsy nature, a nomadic soul.  I have never felt like I was home, anywhere.  I have tried, I have moved houses, suburbs, towns, states numerous times, but I still have not found my HOME.

People will tell you that “Home is where the Heart is”, well for some that may be true but for me it isn’t.  My heart is my children, and I have moved with them and still not felt like I was home.

My last big move in 2012/2013 led me to a place that I found kinship, soul friends and a connection to spirit, it was however, a move that was required and not desired.  Then I return to my  ‘hometown’ and it felt like I had been sucked into a pit of quicksand.  This too, however, was a move that was required and not desired.

Now that the requirement to remain here has passed, we are returning to my soul-friends out of desire.  The children are the ones that propagated the move 6 months earlier than was planned.  Although it may be a move back to kinship, soul-friends and connecting back to spirit, I know it is not my home.

Maybe I need to finally save and go on some overseas holidays to test the spirit and soul connections in other lands to see if something catches me.  Until then  I have resigned myself to the fact that north is my ‘home for now’ place, which for the next 4 years is good enough for me.  One day I will find my home, it may not be until I move again, but I will find it.

Well my crazies, I still have a few weeks before I head north, so I have been slowly packing, de-cluttering (again), tying up loose ends and trying to find an actual house to live in up north.  I know my posts have been slow but hopefully after the move my creative, mental, physical and emotional funk will ease and I can get back to sharing more with you.

They will show you who you really are.

The strength to stand back up after hitting the bottom. The strength to climb up out of the pit. The ability to allow the light from your eyes to return so you can see through the darkness.

It is not a stripping down, it is their way of showing you who you really are.

There is an old Japanese (?) proverb ‘Fall down seven, stand up eight’. No matter which pantheon you follow, the gods will show you your true self.

#Instagram #DailyVoluspa #Hashtag

I would love to know how many of you are on Instagram and if you have been following my #DailyVoluspa posts.  I have also been sharing these to my Facebook page so that you don’t miss out either.  I thought it was time the Voluspa got its own #DailyHashtag like the #Havamal does.

I am a part of a Heathen Women’s group on Facebook, and in there we study all aspects of our path.  We recently did a Voluspa study session over a few weeks discussing each stanza and what it means to us and our paths.

I missed a few days so to make up for it (to myself) I wrote out by hand, each stanza on its own page in a little booklet I have.  I am in the process of writing out the Havamal in it too.  It is a little notebook so I am not sure how many of the poems I will get in there.  I favour the Carolyne Larrington translation personally but there are quite a few out there to choose from.  I favour The Book Depository as my goto book supplier (not sponsored), they ship worldwide for free no matter the price you pay for the book.  Living in Australia, postage is a major factor when purchasing anything.  I have gotten to the checkout at online stores only to find that the postage to Australia is more than the items cost.


Well I have recently been going through a shift in my path, don’t worry, I am not leaving my path, I am just taking a more, scenic route, you could say.  Through this shift, I have decided to start sharing the handwritten pages.  Some have notes, some don’t, but that was the point of each Stanza having its own page.  So I could take notes each time I read it through.

Anyhoo, I just thought I would let you in on some of my other Social Media adventures so that you don’t miss out.  I do share all of the #DailyVoluspa posts on my Facebook page so you can find them if you just search for the #Hashtag.

Well for now my Crazies I shall leave you all in pieces and get on with the rest of my day xx.