The other day I received a notice from the Danish Litterary Art Counsil. They have decided to fund the writing of my book about Voluspá- the old norse poem about the end of the world. The prophecy of the seeress.
The book will (like all of my books) be a work of creative nonfiction, my intent is to show that we can use these old stories when we struggle to create a new story (we need that)… of the people.
I´ve been asatru for more than 10 years (studying the lore of my ancestors, practising the way of my forefathers) and I have two eyes: one trained in academia, one well experienced in analytical thinking, research and contemporary culture, I can debate and discuss, I can speak up, I can talk the walk and the other way around too, sure!
The other eye is different.
I have my faith. I have my amulets and my secret places.
The very day I got the grant a rainbow occurred above my house.
In old norse mythology the rainbow is the holy bridge that leads to the land of the gods, Valhalla.
And on that very same day I received a mail from a man I respect a lot. He pointed my attention towards this reddit thread discussing Ran prieurs work. It´s interesting to me because they are discussing something I have been struggling with for a long time: the purity (and the falsehood of that purity) within the re- wilding mindset (permaculture, transition towns, living of the land, homesteading, sustainability ect)
The timing was so beautiful because the discussing spoke to both of my eyes… sitting, as I were, under the rainbow more or less calm because I can now dive into the work of the Volvá with good conscience (I don´t have to hustle, at least not for the next six months) (I CRAVE writing this book) (Oh my god!)
There is no concept of personal salvation in old norse mythology. There is no pure kingdom of god, the gods are exactly as contradictory and struggling as the rest of us- and I think there is a point to this and something we can use in our debates about alternatives to the dominant destructive system that we live in. Paradise (and utopia) exists for some (and all power to them, it´s good with a multitude of stories!) but maybe it´s ok if it dosn´t for all of us?
Let´s not deny life in all of it´s lazyness and boredom, it´s suffering, misery and pain, it´s bliss, joy and freakishly vibrant dance.
Let´s take it all in. Also when we re-wild. The eye.
I encourage you to read that reddit thread. I find it very interesting (even if you don’t know who Ran Prieur is)