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Long time passing... - Piparskeggrsbok
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Long time passing. - Piparskeggrsbok. My continually in-progress online presense. Apr 29th, 2012. Hail to those of you still looking for words from me. Needless to say, I have been away from the keyboard a long time. Lots of person/internal upheaval, which was sparked by my dad's passing 25 February 2010. I am over the hump and am writing again. Let those you love know it, now! May 2nd, 2012 04:00 pm (UTC). Good to see you back! June 30th, 2012 10:32 pm (UTC). I have things to look forward to again.
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An Heathen Reader: An Uller song
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I am an American; who has returned to the ways of my Northern European tribal ancestors, as best I can. An Heathen Reader is my spot to spout off about many things, in particular my Faith and Beliefs, how my fellows follow in their way and about what I think and observe. Call this, One Man's Nonscholarly Look. Also, you will notice that there are themes to which I return. Tuesday, September 04, 2007. Here is last year's effort. The first stave is repeated as the Burden (chorus) of the song. With wealth o...
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More thoughts on my dad - Father's Day - Piparskeggrsbok
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More thoughts on my dad - Father's Day - Piparskeggrsbok. My continually in-progress online presense. Jun 20th, 2010. More thoughts on my dad - Father's Day. I am in truth my fathers’ son. Born of a long and storied line. Not one of whom was grand or famed. But all became the man I am. In life they strived to build their weal. To help their own, to ward their homes. In life they strived for Kin and kith. That Worth might come and make their name. We find that we have many roles. As he worked in community.
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My continually in-progress online presense. Jun 5th, 2010. A Country Beyond Asatru - My Review of Gárman Lord's "The Way Of The Heathen". Lightly edited for misspellings and grammar from the original, which I wrote from a pre-production copy Gárman sent me in October or November of 1999. Amazon has sellers offering used copies of this book for almost $1000.00, I hope they slipped a couple digits there.). Wyrd can be thought, a spider grey. Weaving all lives, within her web. Ye Piparskeggrsmal - Stave 005.
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Life lesson from dad, and then, to Asatru? - Piparskeggrsbok
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Life lesson from dad, and then, to Asatru? My continually in-progress online presense. Jun 11th, 2010. Life lesson from dad, and then, to Asatru? I have been corresponding with a fellow with whom I have had good. Words for several years. He lost his dad within the past few days and I have been trying to. Guide him through this leg of life's journey. One thing I wrote, I think is appropriate to the discussions we've. Been having about our worldview. Is the duty we owe." - Steven Stewartsson.
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Piparskeggrsbok
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My continually in-progress online presense. May 16th, 2010. Another Poem of Journeying. It was over a decade ago when I was a guest of Garman Lord and his Folk at the Winland Rice Litha gathering. I was quite taken by the Theodish use of poetry and song within their offerings to the Holy Powers, and within their entertainments. I also learned of the concepts of Poetic Significance and how better to listen to the inspirations around and within me. Didn't, then Did - 16 May 2010. In Memories I've never Had.
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Thinking about my dad, again... - Piparskeggrsbok
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Thinking about my dad, again. - Piparskeggrsbok. My continually in-progress online presense. May 1st, 2010. Thinking about my dad, again. Well, just over 8 weeks since he died and just under 8 weeks since we buried hm. The wound is deeper and fresher than I realized, my feelings tested worst than I'd admitted. I do a lot of my thinking aloud, by writing poetry. I wrote this morning, looking to sort things out for myself. Through the tears in my soul;. Came the tears to my eyes. And pale was my heart.
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My continually in-progress online presense. Navigate: ( Previous 10 Entries. Jun 11th, 2010. Life lesson from dad, and then, to Asatru? I have been corresponding with a fellow with whom I have had good. Words for several years. He lost his dad within the past few days and I have been trying to. Guide him through this leg of life's journey. One thing I wrote, I think is appropriate to the discussions we've. Been having about our worldview. We fill the hole by fighting onward, by building and by leaving our.
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Piparskeggrsbok
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My continually in-progress online presense. May 16th, 2010. Another Poem of Journeying. It was over a decade ago when I was a guest of Garman Lord and his Folk at the Winland Rice Litha gathering. I was quite taken by the Theodish use of poetry and song within their offerings to the Holy Powers, and within their entertainments. I also learned of the concepts of Poetic Significance and how better to listen to the inspirations around and within me. Didn't, then Did - 16 May 2010. In Memories I've never Had.
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My continually in-progress online presense. Jun 11th, 2010. Life lesson from dad, and then, to Asatru? I have been corresponding with a fellow with whom I have had good. Words for several years. He lost his dad within the past few days and I have been trying to. Guide him through this leg of life's journey. One thing I wrote, I think is appropriate to the discussions we've. Been having about our worldview. We fill the hole by fighting onward, by building and by leaving our. Covered, but never buried.
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