A place for Aryan (European) Folkish Pagans
We must realize that as indigenous people we have certain needs, rights, sand interests and that it is natural for us to defend these. Like every other group, we have our own problems that we must overcome. Our teenage boys have the highest suicide rate of any group in the United States. Our teen girls have the lowest self—esteem in the nation. We are the only group against whom discrimination is often mandated by law. Any form of group self-interest on our part is greeted with ridicule or by suspicion. Our population, worldwide, is in free-fall—we are so materialistic, so separated from our ancestors, that many of us have no interest in the continuation of our people. All these things indicate spiritual sickness of a vey serious degree, and only a return to the life-affirming ways of our people can cure us.
S.McNallen
Rites we performed to Béowa and Béole have been rewarded with a crop of honey in return. We should get around 45-50 jars from this harvest.
As a thank you and way to honour Béole we always allow our front garden to grow wild, which attracts all kinds of insects and small mammals (mice and shrews mostly), birds and bats, and provides plenty of forging for bees.
Anyone interested in pagan lore regarding bees will find this video from Survive the Jive worth watching.
Pretty fantastic and historically accurate depiction of King Arthur in Sub-Roman Britain by the artist Ettore Mazza.
Читать полностью…Then the lord gave up and fulfilled his promise. The shepherd got the lands, married the princess and they lived happily ever after.
The End
Happy princess hurried back to the castle while the shepherd was watching from the hill. As soon as he saw her approaching the castle he cracked his whip.
Читать полностью…The princess found the shepherd resting near his herd. She said her father was a farmer and he decided to start breeding hares. She asked him for a single one to start their hare farm.
Читать полностью…The shepherd returned with the hares and they were all there. The locals and the lord were very surprised and the latter got worried.
Читать полностью…Suddenly some crows flew by and scared the hares with their croaking.
Читать полностью…The young man took out the flute the old man gave him and began playing. As soon as they heard it all hares gathered in a column like soldiers and began following the shepherd who led them out of the city to the pasture.
Читать полностью…-I need a shepherd to look after my hares for a month. There’s one thousand of them. If not a single one runs away you’ll get ten villages and my daughter’s hand. If you fail, you’ll work for me till you die and there will be no pay.
The young man agreed.
The young man was walking for a long time and finally saw a castle. In the city he heard from people that the castle owner needs a shepherd for his herd, but no one told him whether those were sheep, cows or horses and only smiled when he asked.
Читать полностью…-A tragedy! My son sold a pig in the city and told me to bring the money back home, but I lost them. Now I’m afraid to see my daughter in law. The evil woman will kick me out of the house.
Читать полностью…-You saved me from death, good fellow. Take this whip. Maybe it will help you out.
Читать полностью…As soon as the man took a sit to drink and rest a bit, he saw an old man walking slowly towards him. He looked exhausted.
Читать полностью…-Here’s a flute for you to remember me by. Maybe it will help you out.
Читать полностью…Figurehead for the Oseberg viking age ship found in Norway.
Читать полностью…Visiting forests benefits health
Japan coined a term shinrin-yoku ("forest bathing", "taking in the forest atmosphere") after they discovered that there are many health benefits one receives after only a couple of hours in a forest.
But the concept itself is neither new, nor purely Japanese. Aryans have long recognized the importance of the forest and created countless sacred groves.
There isn’t that much to analyze in this fairy tale other than mentioning that all the magical techniques used in it are taken directly from folklore. I already wrote on shepherd magic before, as well as other male professions associated with mystic powers.
Читать полностью…The hare heard the whip, jumped out of the basket and ran back to the pasture.
Читать полностью…The young man asked:
-How are you going to start a farm with only one hare?
At first the princess didn’t know what to say, but then told him they already had a doe.
The shepherd understood that it was a trick, but gave her the cutest hare of the herd anyway and wished her luck on her way home.
The lord decided to trick the young man. He dressed his daughter up as a simple village girl and gave her a basket. He told her to go ask the shepherd for a hare.
Читать полностью…Three young hares panicked and ran away. The young man cracked the whip the old man gave him and they returned immediately.
Читать полностью…One the young man and the hares reached the pasture he thought to himself: "I have to make sure that they don’t run away», with this he took the walking stick an on man gave him and stuck it into the ground. The hares all gathered around it and began eating.
Читать полностью…After the dinner the lord commanded the hares to be released and for the young man to go do his job. All of ran out and began playing. A crowd of people gathered at the site to look at the new shepherd and his odd herd. Some felt sorry for him, others laughed.
Читать полностью…He came to the castle, said he can work as a shepherd and was taken to the lord.
Читать полностью…The young man took out his last coins.
-Here, grandpa, take these and don’t lose them.
-But how can I thank you, good fellow? At least take my walking stick. Maybe it will help you out.
The young man continued his journey and left the barren. He soon came upon a sad old man sitting under the tree and crying.
-What happened grandpa?
-Give me a drink, good fellow. I’m dying of thirst.-the old man said while approaching.
-Drink, grandpa.-said the young man and gave his jar of milk.
The old man drank it all.
The young man left the forest and continued on his path.
Eventually he found himself walking a barren land. The air was hot, dry and heavy. There was no single human or building in sight.
Even after hours of walking there seemed to be no end to the terrible barren.
"Old age is no fun"-the young man thought-"I should help him out. Berries are enough for me". He reached in the bag and gave his bread to the old man.
-Here, grandpa. Have a good one.
The old man was very happy and took out a flute.