A Quick Daily Study: Stanza 45

I’m late posting (writing in general) this morning due to my having to search vectors for a logo to incorporate on a shirt for work. Why am I doing it from home? Because I’m BLOCKED from most sites. I’m even blocked from viewing images just to see if that’s what’s needed. But here we are at stanza 45:

Pocket Version

If thou a hast another, whom thou little
trustest, yet wouldst good from him
derive, thou shouldst speak him fair, but
think craftily, and repay treachery with lies.

This is a follow up not only to yesterday’s stanza but also to Stanza 42. I think that this stanza is advising that if you were to have a person that you call a friend but not one that you fully trust or even call to confide the most embarrassing or difficult situations in, it’s ok to still be friends and to speak nicely of them. Don’t talk about them behind their back and keep the knowledge of their true self you yourself. Think before speaking with them. If they have done you wrong in some form or another, the next time you speak with them, don’t tell them the truth in anything about what is going on with yourself. ‘How’re things going at work?’ Instead of me telling them that it’s a toxic place I would simply reply, ‘Things are good. What’s new with you?’ If I were to tell them what was truly happening that could come back and bite me in the ass. Another lesson for the kiddies.

Happy Tuesday Y’all!

A Quick Daily Study: Stanza 17

The snow is moving in according to the news but since I wasn’t snowed in this morning I do have to go to work. I have to do the adulting today. This morning I feel like I’m bashing my head against the ceiling trying to break through (either with art, writing, job search etc…) but nothing is happening. I’m going to start with my stanza then move to other things including going to work.

Chisholm:

The fool gapes when among the folk.
He mutters and mopes,
and soon it is seen, when he gets drunk,
what his mind is like.

Pocket Version:

A fool gapes when to a house he comes,
to himself mutters or is silent; but all at
once, if he gets drink, then is the man’s
mind displayed.

From what I have read lines 1 and 2 vary differently from one translation to another. Lines 3 and 4 remind me of the previous stanzas speaking of drinking and losing wits. Where do I sit with this? I feel that I am the ‘awkward’ person at a gathering or with friends that mutters out of shyness. If I am able to have a glass of wine, mead, beer, I’m able to speak up and act like a normal person. As long as I keep in mind that I’m drinking I don’t lose my wit and only open up enough that I don’t look stupid in the end. This also tells me that a sober person’s mind is different from the same person’s under the influence mind (and is more truthful than sober person).

Happy Tuesday everyone!

A Quick Daily Study: Stanza 14

Here I am going over stanza 14 the last one from 10-14 that gives advice on losing our ability to think clearly when we’ve had too much to drink. The real reason I don’t drink as much is simple.

A friend visited me from Alaska and we went to a local tavern for a game of pool and drinks. My husband was on standby and would pick us up if need be. We were playing pool and only ordered our first drink (mine being a whiskey and coke-usual).  A group of snowmobilers had come through and were putting quarters on our table for next game. I HAD my drink in my hand! Please remember that. I was watching her shoot, drink in hand and took a sip from my full glass. She gave me the cue, took a swig of her drink and when I looked up she was spinning. Everything was spinning and moving. She was the one that had kept us both calm, grabbed my arm and said, ‘We have to get out of here NOW!’ We made it home and I got violently sick and passed out. My husband got scared and took both of us to ER where we learned that we had both been slipped GHB in our drinks. So no, I don’t drink a lot and now not only is my drink in my hand but I can see it at all times. I don’t want to ever be in a situation where I lose my wits or have a loose tongue because of drinking.

Hollander:

Drunk I became, dead drunk, forsooth,
when I was with wise Fjalar;
That bout is best from which back fetches
each man his mind full clear.

Pocket Havamal

Drunk I was, I was over-drunk, at that
cunning Fialar’s. It’s the best drunkenness,
when everyone after it regains his reason.

First reading this I thought Odin to be boastful about getting drunk and it was fine because he regained his composure. Well, everyone regains composure after a good greasy meal and some sleep. But thanks to TOOHG (yup gave it letters instead of typing it out) they broke it down like the best sort of drinking is enjoying yourself but not to the point of becoming a drunken fool. As for Fialar that’s for another time.

Happy Tuesday Y’all!

 

A Quick Daily Study: Stanza 12

Although my stanza study of the Havamal isn’t daily it’s something I CANNOT just walk away from. I’m so proud of the people that are dedicating their time to their belief and religion of choice as I read about their journeys daily. It’s an inspiration into devotion. But it just doesn’t limit someone to religion or beliefs. It can be art, writing, photography, whatever it is it’s still an inspiration into doing something daily that brings happiness. Kudos Y’all!  Today  I’m on stanza 12. Reminder, stanzas 10-14 all seem to go together.

Hollander:

For good it is not, though good it is thought,
mead for the sons of men;
the deeper he drinks the dimmer grows
the mind of many a man.

Pocket Havamal (what I carry with me)

A worse provision no man can
take from than too much beer-bibbing;
for the more he drinks the less control
he has of his own mind.

Again, keep a sharp mind when out and about. Don’t partake too much in the mead and keep your wits about you. Alcohol diminishes the ability to make good choices. Odin has great advice.

 

A Quick Daily Study: Stanza 11

This morning I woke up late so things are going to be kind of short. I’m at stanza 11 of my Havamal. According to the Temple of Our Heathen Gods, stanzas 10-14 are kind of linked together. I like Chisholm’s version for this one.

Chisholm:

A man bears no better burden,
when on the wilderness ways
than great wisdom. One can have no worse fare,
on road or field, than too much ale.

Pocket Version:

A worse provision on the way he can-
not carry than too much beer-bibbing; so
good is not, as it is said, beer for the sons
of men.

The first two lines are reminiscent of the lines from stanza 10 but the next lines are telling me that too much drink will not be as easy to carry. It also dulls the senses of being cautious, aware, and keeping your wits about you. I’m a social drinker meaning even at Sumbels or fires with the Kindred I only have a glass of mead outside of drinking from the horn. Whereas others are not in the same mind frame and that’s ok too. Another stanza reminding me to keep cautious, aware, and wits about.

A Quick Daily Study: Stanza 10

I have to say yesterday was an ‘I’m going to smack the kid for acting entitled’ sort of day. I was able to control my emotions and just do my job. I still wanted to smack him though. With that being said during the Kindred’s book club meeting we were talking about traits of a heathen and being able to control your own emotions. That is something I’m definitely going to have to work on as my facial expressions are a dead give away. Here we are Stanza 10 still in the hospitality section of the Havamal. I’m going to change things up a bit and use Terry’s translation thanks to the Temple of Our Heathen Gods. It just seems easier for me to read.

Terry:
If a man takes with him a mind full of sense
he can carry nothing better;
riches like this on a stranger’s road
will do more good than gold.

My Pocket Havamal Translation:
A better burden no man bears on the
road than much good sense; that is thought
better than riches in a strange place; such is
the recourse of the indigent.

What better thing to have with you is Wisdom? When you’re packing for a long trip or preparing yourself to even go out to the grocery store you are already preparing with the wisdom you have without even knowing it. The grocery list or umbrella because it’s going to rain later. Or how about an emergency kit in the car that includes blanket and salt because the state you’re traveling to is expecting snow? Or what about when you are there and you are needing provisions or directions or hell you get turned around. Deep inside you, there is the knowledge that you tap into and get to what, who, or where is needed. By far this is one of my favorite stanzas. On a side note, I would love to visit Externsteine in Germany. I found a small article about this place and if any of my readers could guide me into finding more information about the towns surrounding it and pictures that would be greatly appreciated. Happy Tuesday everyone!

 

A Quick Daily Study: Stanza 9

The book club went awesome last night and we had a great discussion. It was like a renewable force for the path I’ve chosen. It seems like with the schedule I have that Monday-Wednesdays are great days for me to go through my Havamal. Here we are at Stanza 9 still in theGestaþáttr, the “guest’s section”.

Hollander:
Happy is he who hath won him
both winning ways and wisdom;
for ill it is oft who asketh help
from the wit and words of another.

Pocket Translation:
He is happy, who in himself possesses
fame and wit while living; for bad
counsels have oft been received
from another’s heart.

Oh, this is a good one. It’s much like stanza 8 but it I think it’s also warning about being cautious from advice (warranted or not) from other people.

A Quick Daily Study: Stanza 6

With the holiday season is finally wrapping up I can get back into my personal growth project. Part of learning Asatru and Heathenism is learning, reading, and practicing. The problem is I can read and understand most everything I read. It’s my memory-retaining the information and I think that’s going to be my downfall. If I’m accepted into the kindred as an official member I have to be able to sit down one on one and talk to them about the reading material. Well…FML! I’ll do my best.

So far I have been sharing with you my stanzas that have covered being cautious, a good host, and being a good guest. I’m sitting here with muffins in the oven (early because we have adult things to do today) and coffee. Dedication is something that I’m working on and it’s better when it’s quiet in the house.

Stanza 6 Terry Translation
Better to be careful than to boast
how much is in your mind;
when the wise come in, keeping their counsel,
trouble seldom starts.
A man won’t find a better friend
than his own head full of sense.

Pocket Translation
Of his understanding, no one should
be proud, but rather in conduct cautious.
When the prudent and taciturn come
a dwelling, harm seldom befalls the
cautious; for a firmer friend no man ever gets
that great discernment.

This seems like a LOT to take in. Thanks to previous translations and research it’s a bit easier to swallow. Since we are in the ‘hospitality’ section of the Havamal I think this is also a good stanza of advice. It’s better to not talk too much about yourself, your knowledge, criticize someone’s views, talk down about how something is done. Don’t be rude and prideful-it can make for an awkward situation. When you are a guest me mindful of how you speak. You won’t really start trouble or offend if you’re talking out your ass. ‘Sit down, shut up, and observe’ is a nice clear and precise to the point answer.

I learned that during sumbels there is a time for a person to boast specifically about themselves…I just wish I had something to boast about. There is one woman that shows up to the sumbels and rituals but never brings much but herself and her obnoxious boasting speech. After reading this all I can think about is her.

From Yule to Medieval Times

These past few days have been emotional and great all at the same time. I celebrated and experienced (somewhat) my first Yule with the kindred. I was still sick with the stomach bug but made it through the Sumbels and ritual. During this time my husband and I are trying to find each other again and that is proving to be a longer goal that I once thought. Over a decade of being together, you start to feel like strangers all over again. Christmas Eve, I surprised everyone with a trip to Medieval Times. The only way that we could pull that one off was an online discount, then another at check-in for a better upgrade, and not staying at a hotel which meant driving a total of 8 hours. As your kids get older that holiday sparkle fades in their eyes. The best gift I got was seeing that sparkle come alive again in their eyes as they watched the entertainment.

From Yule to Medieval Times (Friday-Monday), we were going non-stop. Then comes Christmas day when my mom decided to invite her and her boyfriend over. I hadn’t planned much for dinner and ended up throwing something together for 7 people, in an hour. Being sick and tired from driving I didn’t want anything to do with the kitchen. Next year I think we will do a longer Yule celebration since there is some debate on the holiday lasting 3 days or 12 days.

Today, since we didn’t get to do our family games like tradition thanks to family stopping by, I’m ordering pizza and we are doing a gauntlet of games. We will be playing Cards against humanity, exploding kittens, Stranger Things monopoly edition, and some classic Nintendo 2 player game battles. This weekend I have plans for more Havamal study since I learned so much during Yule. I have some wood burning to do and other things to set up my area. Pictures and whatnot of my progress will surely make a debut here. I’m slowly feeling like myself after the huge interview fail and working even harder on my web development course. Maybe marketing graphic design isn’t for me. All the great advice, positive words, and stories from my readers helped in more ways than one. Thank you, guys.

How was your holiday? Traditions new and old? Happy Wednesday everyone!

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