The Norse Pagan Awakening

Every journey starts with the first step and my journey along the path of the Norse Pagan is no different. Yes, at the time of writing this I am not ashamed to admit, I am relatively new to the Norse Pagan faith, though I am lucky in the respect that I have walked the pagan path for upwards of 30 years (saying that, I am by no means an expert in any of this).

How did I end up on the path I am on now?

Well, every year for the past 15 years or so, around the middle of September I feel a pull back to the old ways, it's like the Gods, the ancestors and the spirits of the lands become that bit more active, I like to call it "The Awakening".

This year (2020) was no different, well except for one thing, this year the pull I was feeling was coming from a different direction. Try as I might I could not figure out what was going on.

I could feel the old ones but I didn't recognise those who were reaching out to me, they just felt different.

Then, one day after a particularly hard night shift, I came home and went to bed as usual. I don't think I slept for any more to an an hour when I woke and sat, bolt upright in my bed.

The pull, I knew where it was coming from. It was Odin who was calling me and I could hear and feel the call.

After a couple of days of reading up on the Norse path I went outside and asked Odin to show me some kind of sign so that I knew I was right in my thinking. A couple of days later while sitting in the shed in my back garden I noticed a rune on the roof of a house a few doors away from me. (Pictured below).

I Quickly looked up the rune to find out that but was Ansuz, Odin's rune.

Honestly I could not believe it. I had the sign I asked for. 

This was not the only sign I have had, a few days earlier I, without reason became filled with joy while walking into town, I could feel the gods around me as I walked passed a lone of trees.

The last sign I had was at about 5 in the afternoon, sometime in October 2020, I was just going out side on my break while at work and a raven flew down and landed in the back of a large pick-up truck, not 10 feet away from me, it just stood there, eyeing me, then flew away to be joined by a second raven.

I haven't had any signs since then but I'm good with that, in my opinion I was given more than my fair share of signs.

Today, well now I am reading as much as I can about Norse Paganism, no books, not yet. I am getting my information from the Poetic Edda, the Havamal and from the mouths of other Norse pagans as well as the experiences I am having.

To end, this is a whole new journey for me and for the first time in years, I am excited.