Sometimes nature sends you a reminder to slow down and conserve your energy. It is a small kindness, this permission, and it took me years to accept it.
Category: A Pair of Goats
Heathenry is not a practice of the individual. It is the practice of your family, kindred, and the larger community. Heathen, if it were a verb, could be defined as: To practice what is best for one's
I am well aware that stories are not the same as hard work and experiences, but those stories are what ground me, and they help me feel stronger in moments of doubt. Things like deadlines, skittish ho
Paying as you go is part of our faith. The gifting cycle circles every moment of our lives. Small offerings like this are not something I have to I think about anymore, but when I started taking Heathenry seriously I had to really force myself to plan ahead. Now it's just second nature.
As a farmer, it is understood that if I tend these animals and gardens I’ll gain a means to sustain myself in return. They take care of me as I take care of them. A gifting cycle of sorts. I keep th
A farm is not an example of Self-reliance. I depend on a network of neighbors, customers, farmers, shopkeepers, repairmen, farriers, shearers, butchers, and more. Just this week a neighbor from a Chr
When asked to consider a column for this website, I thought that writing as a Heathen Woman from a farm she tends alone would be an interesting voice, and hopefully a worthy one. I do not write as any sort of authority, historian, or academic. I write as a practicing Heathen, a Farmer, a Woman, and a Tribe Organizer. My loftiest goal is to give you a taste of my experiences here at this farm as an Ásatrúar close to the soil.