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The Assembly of the Elder Troth (AET) is proud to produce the Irminsul. Please find below samples of the contents of this issue.

Irminsul Newsletter Volume 1 - Issue 7 - May/June 2004

Tiller Talk - Editorial - Rurik Grimnisson

Greetings reader, the Jule season is upon us. It is the time of the Wild Hunt. An opportunity to sacrifice our fears and insecurities. Odin and his huntsmen will scoop you up; flay you of your self-delusions and suck out the poison blood of your disappointments and expectations. The guts of your discontent will be fed to the hounds of Hel. Those that resist dismemberment are bound—a bundle of bones—to the rider’s saddles, fated to ride the world as woeful wraiths until Ragnarok; ghost riders in the sky of consciousness. Those that resist not are returned to Midgard transformed, hale and hearty.

The Ravens Caw - Editorial - Dirk Schmitt

In the dark times, it is typical to hibernate during the winter. All things take stock and store, hiding away from the cold, awaiting the quickening of spring-time. But for some, winter is a time of increased activity, as the veil between the worlds thins, and it is easier for those whom occupy the other worlds to move into Midgardr. For most people this tends to be missed, for indeed ignorance can be bliss, however, for many, the heightened activity leads to increased anxiety and other issues. We all need to be mindful that for those whom are sensitive to such, these are things which are very real for them, and even if we take things in our stride, there are those whom may require aid or a little bit of latitude.

Lithend - Serial Story - Henry Lauer

The soldier who had remained with the dragon hoard dreamt troubled images. Again and again, he saw himself curling up around a bottomless pit, his body coiled over itself again and again, the skin becoming rough and pallid as it stretched with his bones. He awoke with a start. All was dark around him, and outside the cave mouth which he lay just within reach of, the rain struck the dry earth like so many razors. He yawned and rolled to his knees, squinting out into the distantly brighter sky. The leafless trees swayed and whispered dark words under the force of the downpour, their skeletal shapes reaching to the cloaked heavens in a vain plea. There were boots splashing through the thick mud, and he saw movement before him, out in the ash-laden depression that lay before the cave mouth.

AET Word Hoard

brandr (-s, -ar), m. (1) brand, firebrand (brandr af brandi brennr); (2) ship's beak ( = svíri); fellr brattr breki bröndum hæri, the waves break high above the 'brandar'; (3) ships' beaks put up as ornaments over or at each side of the chief entrance of dwellings (brandana af knerrinum lét hann setja yfir útidyrr sínar); (4) the blade of a sword (brast sverðit undir hjaltinu ok fór brandrinn grenjandi niðr í ána).

Tyrvalds Collected Mead Recipes

Wassail Mead

Quick Mead

Book Review - The Nibelungenlied - Henry Lauer

The Nibelungenlied, Revised Edition, tr. A.T. Hatto, Penguin Classics, England, 1969. The Nibelungenlied (German for ‘Song of the Nibelungs’) is much touted as the German poetic epic. Written in the 12th century by an unknown poet, it represents the culmination of many threads of epic German poetry. It seems to be something of a palimpsest, a conglomerate of different tales, cultures, and variations on similar themes.

Einar's Saga - Historical Fiction Serial - Rurik Grimnisson

Standing alone on the sandy bank, the two heroes felt a strange calm filling their souls. A mystical serenity - acceptance of their Wyrd - which only warriors can feel, knowing they may not see the sunrise ever again in this lifetime.

Havamal - Auden & Taylor Translation

Colouring Page

Music to Warm the Folksoul - Review - Dirk Schmitt - Hedningarna

The Earls of Orkney - A.P. Lerdard-Dickson

As is already told, King Olaf Haraldsson was deposed by King Knutr Sweinsson in 1028. Then King Knutr made Jarl Hakon Eriksson regent over the lands of Norway. Early in the summer of 1029 after Jarl Hakon had paid a visit to King Knutr in England he set sail for Norway, where some source’s claim that Jarl Hakon’s ship was caught in the infamous ‘Swelchie’, a strong current storm north of Caithness, where weather often turns bad off Pentland Firth. However, Hakon the Jarl was lost at sea and none of those aboard the ship ever reached dry land, that this autumn had come and gone. So tidings spread about the lands that Norway was without a King.

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