#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.

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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.

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Autumn Rains ~ Donna N Astill

Finally my friend, you have arrived,

None too soon either I see,

We have been waiting for you,

And afraid you wouldn’t show.

Delighted we are to hear you,

Delighted we are to see you,

Delighted we are to smell you,

Delighted I am to feel you.

It has been awhile my lover,

It has been too long,

I had forgotten so many things,

Things that only you can make me feel.

Are you planning on staying,

Are you planning on leaving,

Will you be gone long,

Or have you decided to settle.

Please don’t come on too strong,

Please don’t be too soft,

Show me your power,

But please don’t stop.

Without you there can be no growth,

Without you there can be no life,

When I am near you I feel strong,

When I am near you I feel safe.

Season after season,

Month after month,

You are the relief in December,

You are the dread in June.

Rain down on us,

Rain down on me,

You showed your face,

And you are the Autumn rains.

The beginning of the darkness,

Before the dark becomes the light,

When the Spring time rains return,

To give life again.

I am Iron Born – Donna Astill

I am Iron Born,

whilst my brothers are born of gold,

They are truly beautiful and shine as bright as the sun.

Their gifts give so much more than I could ever give.

For I was born broken, short and dull,

I am loved with heart & soul by one and treasured by a world.

 

I show fealty, loyalty and am always true to mark,

Yet stories I could tell and adventures I have had,

With my sisters, we make three and together will always be,

Iron Born and Leather Clad we have saved a head or two,

We have taken just as many as an old warrior too.

 

My sisters thrive without my hand,

Yet I am uncontrollable without them by my side,

A tale of theft, disloyalty and sadness is yet to come,

He took me form my kin and used me in a bribe,

My sisters were without me, my head a useless mess.

 

Until he came in guise of her,

No beauty had I beheld before,

My sisters they did weep,

A dress so shimmering, the stars I know it held,

A veil spun of silken thread did glisten like the dew.

 

The time has come you dirty beast to send me to my love,

Now place me in her loving brace and see what’s to become,

Down to your knees your walls will make you be,

And never again strip me from this man that possesses me,

For my brothers may be born of gold,

 

But…

Lightening lives inside of me,

As I am the Iron Born.