Internet Book of Shadows: Fortune, The (RMPJ)

Internet Book of Shadows, (Various Authors), [1999], at sacred-texts.com


          

                                          ASATRU 
                                     Rathulvf Jamieson
          +-
          |     Asatru is a term virtually unknown outside pagan circles.  It's
          | the pagans who have no idea  what Asatru is that believe that it has
          | any connection with the Nazis.  Maybe you need to  explain in more |
          detail what Asatru is??  I'd be interested in that myself.
          +-

             Greetings, Adrienne.  I know that Grendel will answer this, however
          maybe  a  literal translation  won't hurt  either.  Simply put  from a
          historical view, Asatru is a combination of two words:

                  Ase, pl. Ases [pron. `ace']: The gods and goddesses of
                          consciousnessintheTeutonicpantheon, governingthepowers
                  of sovereignty and physical force (ON Ass; AEsir).

                  troth: Religion, being loyal to the gods, goddesses and       
                  cultural values of the ancestors (ON tru, OE treowth).

                          true: Adjectiveform of"troth," canmean "loyal."A "true
                  man" is a man loyal to the gods and goddesses of his          
                  ancestors.

                The word is a compound of asa-, "of the gods (aesir)," and -tru,
          usually  translated as  "faith." But this  can be misleading.   Tru is
          derived from the same root (deru-) that gave rise to "troth," "truth,"
          "trust," and "true"  in English.  The root word  "deru-" really has to
          do with  something firm, solid, and steadfast.  The fact that the word
          "tree" also comes from this word is significant as well.  Therefore it
          is clear that  originally the term had more of  the connotatins of our
          "true" (loyal), "trusting," and "troth"  than with the connotations of
          "faith" or "belief."

             Belief is the acceptance through an external authority that a given
          thing is true, and perhaps that some form of "salvation" is  dependent
          on  this belief.  Troth  is based on experience.   One trusts that the
          sun will come up  tomorrow because this recurring phenomenon  has been
          experienced in the past.  The things that one is  commanded to believe
          in Christianity,
          Judaism, Islam, Marxism, etc., are precisely those things one cannont
          experience,  or  those things  known only  to pastors,  popes, rabbis,
          imams,
          commissars, etc. "To  trust" therefore is to gain  personal experience
          of the
          truth of  a thing.   The term  asatru therefore  most literally  means
          "gaining experience of the ancestral sovereign gods."

          Thorsson, Edred. "A Book of Troth." St. Paul, MN: Llewellyn, 1989

                This  is what I  based my  belief on,  even before  I discovered
          Thorsson's books.  I just didn't know the "historical" meaning  of the
          word.   I did, however,  know the  beauty of Asatru  (the Troth)  even
          though it was  twisted by others.   I hung in there, and  enjoy one of
          the greater "freedoms of religion" today because of it.

                                    Urdhr, Verdhandi, Skuld!
                              So is was, so it is, so it shall be!

                                          - Rathulvf -


                                                                             953
          

          This  article is excerpted from the Rocky Mountain Pagan Journal. Each
          issue of the Rocky Mountain Pagan Journal is published  by High Plains
          Arts and Sciences; P.O.  Box 620604, Littleton Co., 80123,  a Colorado
          Non-Profit  Corporation,  under  a  Public  Domain  Copyright,   which
          entitles any  person or  group of  persons to  reproduce, in any  form
          whatsoever, any  material contained  therein  without restriction,  so
          long as articles are not condensed or abbreviated  in any fashion, and
          credit is given the original author.! 
           
                                        THE FORTUNE 
                                     by Richard Myers 
           
          I've   seen  them  before  at  carnivals  and  flea  markets  --  dark
          complexion, colorful  scarves around their heads,  crow's marks around
          the eyes, often a babe balanced on the hip.   They're harmless enough,
          and  I'd  never before  paid them  any  mind.   Oh  sure, storekeepers
          complain about petty  thievery, and  a farmer may  lose an  occasional
          chicken.  But  I'm no easy mark for Gypsy women.  They leave me alone.
          So  it was  strange when  I saw  two of  them near  the pawn  shops on
          Larimer  Street;  and  the older  woman  said,  "There's  a man  on  a
          dangerous journey."   
           
          I pointed to a newly purchased camp stove under my arm.  "Good guess,"
          I said.  "Into the wilderness.  So what else?" She stretched forth her
          hand.  "For three coins in the palm I shall tell what else." 
           
          I dug out three quarters and, wishing they'd been dimes, dropped 
          them into her hand. 
           
          "I see a difficult journey to a remote place where few travel."  
          "Wilderness," I repeated with an edge to my voice.  "What else?"  
          "A high place.  Very cold." 
          "Winter in Colorado.  Another guess.  Tell me what I don't know." 
           
          She dropped the coins into a pocket in  her ragged old coat and turned
          away.  As she rounded  the corner she paused.  "I see death", she said
          quietly.  She was gone. 
           
          An  empty feeling  in  my belly  turned suddenly  to  laughter when  I
          realized that me and Chester were counting on a little death this very
          weekend.  We were after high-country Wapiti, the majestic Colorado elk
          that  roam the flat-tops.  With any luck we'd put death to a couple of
          'em before sundown....... 
           
          I saved the  question til we'd packed  the gear to a  high meadow just
          below Retribution  Peak.   I didn't  want to seem  too anxious  for an
          answer.  "Chester, you believe in fortune tellin'?" 
           
          Chester kept right on settin' up the tent as he chuckled, "That what's
          got you so quiet?   You ain't said a word all the way up the mountain.
          Someone musta told you a bad one." 


                                                                             954
          

           
          "Gypsy woman said something about dying in the wilderness." 
           
          Chester fell silent for the briefest moment before he answered, "Hell,
          you ain't dead  yet, so  start drivin' stakes!"   "Chester, you  don't
          believe in  nothin'" I  laughed, "In  any case,  I'm sleepin'  with my
          rifle to-night." 
           
          By Saturday afternoon we'd scouted Three-Elk meadow without seeing any
          sign, so we climbed the high ridges above the beaver ponds to scan the
          area.   It was almost dusk when we headed back through Medicine Spring
          a ceremonial ground where the Cheyenne once danced the ceremony of the
          sacred arrow.  The Cheyenne  were long gone, but in our sights  were a
          pair  of the biggest,  proudest Wapiti we'd  ever seen.   The bull had
          already picked up the swish of our snow shoes when we topped the rise,
          but Chester brought down  the cow with a single shot.  Grandpa Elk got
          away, but we had all day tomorrow to track him down. 
           
          You might not  think a Gypsy woman  can see the future;  and you might
          not expect an elk to seek revenge for a lost mate; and I admit that in
          the  dark  of the  tent  I  never really  saw  the  instrument of  our
          destruction.  But we awakened to a bellowing like a steam train and we
          fired our rifles in every direction before the tent finally collapsed.
          I didn't dare move until the morning light showed  Chester's skull was
          cracked, and a  Gypsy woman's words were ringing in  my ears.  ...from
          RMPJ 12/86 


                                                                             955

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ing. Tru is derived from the same root (deru-) that gave rise to "troth," "truth," "trust," and "true" in English. The root word "deru-" really has to do with something firm, solid, and steadfast. The fact that the word "tree" also comes from this word is significant as well. Therefore it is clear that originally the term had more of the connotatins of our "true" (loyal), "trusting," and "troth" than with the connotations of "faith" or "belief." Belief is the acceptance through an external authority that a given thing is true, and perhaps that some form of "salvation" is dependent on this belief. Troth is based on experience. One trusts that the sun will come up tomorrow because this recurring phenomenon has been experienced in the past. The things that one is commanded to believe in Christianity, Judaism, Islam, Marxism, etc., are precisely those things one cannont experience, or those things known only to pastors, popes, rabbis, imams, commissars, etc. "To trust" therefore is to gain personal experience of the truth of a thing. The term asatru therefore most literally means "gaining experience of the ancestral sovereign gods." Thorsson, Edred. "A Book of Troth." St. Paul, MN: Llewellyn, 1989 This is what I based my belief on, even before I discovered Thorsson's books. I just didn't know the "historical" meaning of the word. I did, however, know the beauty of Asatru (the Troth) even though it was twisted by others. I hung in there, and enjoy one of the greater "freedoms of religion" today because of it. Urdhr, Verdhandi, Skuld! So is was, so it is, so it shall be! - Rathulvf - 953 This article is excerpted from the Rocky Mountain Pagan Journal. Each issue of the Rocky Mountain Pagan Journal is published by High Plains Arts and Sciences; P.O. Box 620604, Littleton Co., 80123, a Colorado Non-Profit Corporation, under a Public Domain Copyright, which entitles any person or group of persons to reproduce, in any form whatsoever, any material contained therein without restriction, so long as articles are not condensed or abbreviated in any fashion, and credit is given the original author.! THE FORTUNE by Richard Myers I've seen them before at carnivals and flea markets -- dark complexion, colorful scarves around their heads, crow's marks around the eyes, often a babe balanced on the hip. They're harmless enough, and I'd never before paid them any mind. Oh sure, storekeepers complain about petty thievery, and a farmer may lose an occasional chicken. But I'm no easy mark for Gypsy women. They leave me alone. So it was strange when I saw two of them near the pawn shops on Larimer Street; and the older woman said, "There's a man on a dangerous journey." I pointed to a newly purchased camp stove under my arm. "Good guess," I said. "Into the wilderness. So what else?" She stretched forth her hand. "For three coins in the palm I shall tell what else." I dug out three quarters and, wishing they'd been dimes, dropped them into her hand. "I see a difficult journey to a remote place where few travel." "Wilderness," I repeated with an edge to my voice. "What else?" "A high place. Very cold." "Winter in Colorado. Another guess. Tell me what I don't know." She dropped the coins into a pocket in her ragged old coat and turned away. As she rounded the corner she paused. "I see death", she said quietly. She was gone. An empty feeling in my belly turned suddenly to laughter when I realized that me and Chester were counting on a little death this very weekend. We were after high-country Wapiti, the majestic Colorado elk that roam the flat-tops. With any luck we'd put death to a couple of 'em before sundown....... I saved the question til we'd packed the gear to a high meadow just below Retribution Peak. I didn't want to seem too anxious for an answer. "Chester, you believe in fortune tellin'?" Chester kept right on settin' up the tent as he chuckled, "That what's got you so quiet? You ain't said a word all the way up the mountain. Someone musta told you a bad one." 954 "Gypsy woman said something about dying in the wilderness." Chester fell silent for the briefest moment before he answered, "Hell, you ain't dead yet, so start drivin' stakes!" "Chester, you don't believe in nothin'" I laughed, "In any case, I'm sleepin' with my rifle to-night." By Saturday afternoon we'd scouted Three-Elk meadow without seeing any sign, so we climbed the high ridges above the beaver ponds to scan the area. It was almost dusk when we headed back through Medicine Spring a ceremonial ground where the Cheyenne once danced the ceremony of the sacred arrow. The Cheyenne were long gone, but in our sights were a pair of the biggest, proudest Wapiti we'd ever seen. The bull had already picked up the swish of our snow shoes when we topped the rise, but Chester brought down the cow with a single shot. Grandpa Elk got away, but we had all day tomorrow to track him down. You might not think a Gypsy woman can see the future; and you might not expect an elk to seek revenge for a lost mate; and I admit that in the dark of the tent I never really saw the instrument of our destruction. But we awakened to a bellowing like a steam train and we fired our rifles in every direction before the tent finally collapsed. I didn't dare move until the morning light showed Chester's skull was cracked, and a Gypsy woman's words were ringing in my ears. ...from RMPJ 12/86 955