The Serpent’s Hearth

A fire is kindled…

A torch is lit by another

and burns till it’s burned out;

a fire is kindled by another fire.

A man becomes wise

by speaking with other men,

but foolish by keeping to himself

— Havamal, Stanza 57

This blog is my attempt to keep my thoughts straight and to perhaps provide a bit of illumination on the path. What path? The path to the old gods. The Old Gods as worshiped by The Saxons, The Greeks, and their kin. The gods who were worshipped long before Christendom replaced the old customs and old faiths. This is a blog focused on their worship, their theology, their philosophy. A few of my own musings will find themselves recorded here, as well as reflections regarding modern issues in relation to the old faiths.

Builders, Heroes, Primal Gods – The Giants in the Germanic and Norse Traditions

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written and copyrighted by Týra Alrune Sahsnotasvriunt

In Germanic and Norse cosmology not Gods came first but Giants. Out of them the multiverse was made, they are at the core essence of everything existent; the primal forces of nature, that – despite being bound to the law and order of the world tree – remain raw and in some ways forever untamed, unbound, evolution unleashed.
That most of mankind and most Germanic Pagans view these forces as “hostile” comes as no surprise, how tiny and insignificant are they in comparison, how powerless and envious.
Just as the Gods created the multiverse by murder thus the majority of mankind copies their actions, intruding, invading and destroying nature and the order of it by any means possible. To conquer and rule these ancient forces is their goal.
Yet once nature retaliates and puts mankind in its place, then the cry is waxen…

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The Triple Goddess, in a modern sense.

The Triple Goddess, Also known as the phases of womanhood. 

-The concept of the triple goddess in the contemporary sense is a creation of the late 19th and early 20th century occult and literary world. Ronald Hutton, a scholar of neopaganism, argues that the concept of the triple moon goddess as Maiden, Mother, and Crone, each facet corresponding to a phase of the moon, is a modern creation of Robert Graves, drawing on the work of 19th and 20th century scholars such as especially Jane Harrison; and also Margaret Murray, James Frazer, the other members of the “myth and ritual” school of Cambridge Ritualists, and the occultist and writer Aleister Crowley . The idea of the triple goddess as maiden, mother, and crone and having an attachment to the phases of the moon comes from Graves book The White Goddess. Graves described The White Goddess as “a historical grammar of the language of poetic myth.” The book draws from the mythology and poetry of Wales and Ireland especially, as well as that of most of Western Europe and the ancient Middle East. Relying on arguments from etymology and the use of forensic techniques to uncover what he calls ‘iconotropic’ redaction of original myths, Graves argues for the worship of a single goddess under many names. Or so Graves frames his techniques to arrive at his conclusion.

-The reason why Graves came up with this idea was to argue that the male-dominant monotheistic god of Judaism and its successors were the cause of the White Goddess’s downfall, and thus the source of much of the modern world’s woe. He describes Woman as occupying a higher echelon than mere poet, that of the Muse Herself. He adds “This is not to say that a woman should refrain from writing poems; only, that she should write as a woman, not as an honorary man.” He seems particularly bothered by the spectre of women’s writing reflecting male-dominated poetic conventions. Largely, this idea that Graves thought of, this White goddess as root of all religion, was the matriarchal religion theory of it’s day. To Graves credit though he says his work is that poetry and not something based in history, something that critics of his White Goddess theory are quick to point out.

-This mythos caught on with the neo-pagan movement largely due to the Witch-cult theory of Margaret Murray, with proponents using Graves’s work, along with other works of dubious authenticity in the fields of archeology, classics, and literature to back their argument of an ancient goddess religion. This symbolism gathered more prevalence when the goddess worship movement took a life of its own, invigorated by second-wave feminism in the 60’s, and thus it became cemented in the cultural mindset of the neo-pagan community as a whole.

-While many Neopagans are not Wiccan, and within Neopaganism the practices and theology vary widely, many Wiccans and other neopagans worship the “Triple Goddess” of maiden, mother, and crone, a practice going back to mid-twentieth-century England and possibly older (though how much older is up for debate). In their view, sexuality, pregnancy, breastfeeding — and other female reproductive processes — are ways that women may embody the Goddess, making the physical body sacred. The Maiden is usually represented by white or silver to reflect her purity; the mother red to show the blood of giving birth; and the crone black or dark purple to show she is the evening of her life. Wiccan traditions often work with the Goddess in her triple form but may sometimes look at a particular goddess as Maiden, Mother and Crone

-The Maiden represents enchantment, inception, expansion, the promise of new beginnings, birth, youth and youthful enthusiasm, represented by the waxing moon; It is best to picture a young woman who is often unattached romantically. She is the wild and free spirit of the world. She is new life and new beginnings, physical strength, youthful enthusiasm, waxing moon. While virginity is often attributed to the aspect of the maiden, it’s not a necessity. To be represented as maiden can also mean a woman in her prime, sexually free and seeking but remaining unattached. 

-The Mother represents ripeness, fertility, sexuality, fulfilment, stability, power and life represented by the full moon; This is a woman who has very much com into herself. She has learned who she is and rules her home or lands or life in most regards, if not all. Here the sexual nature remains, but it has become focused, attached. It has become not just pleasure but also creating life and bringing about the birth of the next succeeding generation.

-The Crone represents wisdom, repose, death, and endings represented by the waning moon. Some people mark the time of being a Crone as the time when a woman can no longer have children. Being a Crone is being at that stage of femininity when the end of life is far closer than the beginning, and now one allows the new generation to take their place while still giving the last reflections of the life lived before joining the otherworld in death.

-Historically there have been tri-faced, or tri-form goddesses. However, their triple forms were often due to other aspects of their worship and godly spheres of influence. Hekate, for example, is a traditionally tri-faced goddess. Her tri-faced quality is in part to her role as goddess of the crossroads. She has three faces to watch each part of the crossroad, its comings and goings. Her inclusion into the Graves triple goddess model has little to substantiate it, as Hekate is depicted as fresh faced and maiden-like while also being a goddess who governs death, crossings, and witchcraft. In the Graves model these qualities are said to be that of the Crone stage, and Hekate is no crone, though she may take a crone’s disguise to walk unseen amongst mortal men.

FISTCRAFT! (wait, what?)

You’ve heard of witchcraft, you may have heard of bitchcraft, and you might even play a little minecraft, or starcraft, or warcraft. But….GET READY FOR THE NEW SENSATION SWEEPING THE NATION!

FISTCRAFT!

Life getting you down?

FISTCRAFT!

Not getting that raise you wanted at work?

FISTCRAFT!

Drunken neighbors getting on your nerves?

FISTCRAFT!

Run into a neonazi at your local park?

FISTCRAFT!

Need a little pick me up in your love life?

FISTCRAFT (with consent!)

Simply ball your fingers up into a comfortable fist, wrap said fist in athletic tape, leather, barbed wire, roofing tar, thumbtacks, rock candy, live snakes, cherry flavored lubricant, an angry badger, or whatever additive you feel appropriate to your situation, scream BOO YA MOTHAFUCKA, and aggressively apply said fist into the soft, meaty center of the problems you need to address. Repeat as often as needed until the problem is solved!

FISTCRAFT, for those not in the mood to fuck around.

Epithets of Hekate

  • Apotropaia (that turns away/protects)
  • Chthonia (of the earth/underworld)
  • Enodia (on the way)
  • Klêidouchos (holding the keys)
  • Kourotrophos (nurse of children)
  • Melinoe (Soothing One)
  • PhosphorosLampadephoros (bringing or bearing light)
  • Propolos (who serves/attends)
  • Propulaia/Propylaia (before the gate)
  • Soteria (savior)
  • Trimorphe (three-formed)
  • Triodia/Trioditis (who frequents crossroads)
  • Trivia (Keeper of crossroads and roadways)

Confessions of a Chthonic Devotee. 1:4

In my dreaming between the yawning spaces, betwixt the waking world and the unseen I have gathered guides, familiar spirits, beings who bear pieces of my living soul saved from the grey deepening places. Elk is the first, born from the land, a native son given new purpose. His are the pronged antlers and ivy, youth and vitality, the young man seeking adventure with too much courage and not enough sense, the jack in the green. Though he may fall, he will rise again for his is the power of wild spaces and the voices of trees on the summer wind, bridled with unconquered adolescence. He is the Fool Arcana, unrestrained potential in man and the land.

Epithets of Hermes

Greek Name|Transliteration|Latin Spelling|Translation|

  • Ἑρμης Επιμηλιος – Hermês Epimêlios – Hermes Epimelius – Hermes Keeper of the Flocks
  • Ἑρμης Κριοφορος – Hermês Kriophoros – Hermes Criophorus – Hermes Ram Bearer
  • Ἑρμης Αγοραιος – Hermês Agoraios – Hermes Agoraeus – Hermes Of the Market Place
  • Ἑρμης Δολιος – Hermês Dolios – Hermes Dolius – Hermes Of Crafts, Of Wiles
  • Ἑρμης Τρικεφαλος – Hermês Trikephalos – Hermes Tricephalus – Hermes Three-Headed (Of Road-Intersections)
  • Ἑρμης Εναγωνιος – Hermês Enagônios – Hermes Enagonius – Hermes Of the Games
  • Ἑρμης Προμαχος – Hermês Promakhos – Hermes Promachus – Hermes Champion
  • Ἑρμης Ἑρμηνευτης – Hermês Hermêneutês –Hermes Hermeneutes – Hermes Interpretor, Translator
  • Ἑρμης Προπυλαιος – Hermês Propylaios – Hermes Propylaeus – Hermes Of the Gateway
  • Ἑρμης Προναος – Hermês Pronaos – Hermes Pronaus – Hermes Of the Fore-Temple
  • Ἑρμης Διακτορος – Hermês Diaktoros – Hermes Diactorus – Hermes Guide, Minister, Messenger
  • Ἑρμης Αθανατος Δαικτορος – Hermês Athanatos Diaktoros –Hermes Athanatus Diactorus – Hermes Immortal Guide
  • Ἑρμης Ανγελος Αθανατων – Hermês Angelos Athanatôn –Hermes Angelus Athanaton – Hermes Messenger of the Gods
  • Ἑρμης Ανγελος Μακαρων – Hermês Angelos Makarôn –Hermes Angelus Macaron – Hermes Messenger of the Blessed Ones
  • Ἑρμης Χρυσορραπις – Hermês Khrysorrhapis –Hermes Chrysorrhapis – Hermes Of the Golden Wand
  • Ἑρμης Φηλητης – Hermês Phêlêtês – Hermes Pheletes – Hermes Thief, Robber, Rustler
  • Ἑρμης Αρχοσ Φηλητεων – Hermês Arkhos Phêlêteôn –Hermes Archus Pheleteon – Hermes Leader of Robbers and Thieves
  • Ἑρμης Κλεπσιφρων – Hermês Klepsiphrôn – Hermes Clepsiphron – Hermes Deceiver, Dissembler
  • Ἑρμης Μηχανιωτης – Hermês Mêkhaniôtês –Hermes Mechaniotes – Hermes Trickster, Contriver
  • Ἑρμης Ποικιλομητης – Hermês Poikilomêtês –Hermes Poecilometes – Hermes Full of Various Wiles
  • Ἑρμης Πολυτροπος – Hermês Polytropos – Hermes Polytropus – Hermes Wily, Shifting, Many-Turning
  • Ἑρμης Πονεομενος – Hermês Poneomenos –Hermes Poneomenus – Hermes Busy One
  • Ἑρμης Βουφονος – Hermês Bouphonos – Hermes Buphonus – Hermes Slayer of Oxen
  • Ἑρμης Οιοπολος – Hermês Oiopolos – Hermes Oeopolus – Hermes Sheep-Tending, Shepherd
  • Ἑρμης Δαις Ἑταιρος – Hermês Dais Hetairos – Hermes Daïs Hetaerus – Hermes Comrade of the Feast
  • Ἑρμης Χαρμοπηρων – Hermês Kharmophrôn –Hermes Charmophron – Hermes Glad-Hearted, Heart-Delighting
  • Ἑρμης Εριουνης – Hermês Eriounês – Hermes Eriounes – Hermes Luck-Bringing, Ready-Helper
  • Ἑρμης Ευσκοπος – Hermês Euskopos – Hermes Euscopus – Hermes Keen-Sighted, Watchful
  • Ἑρμης Δωτορ Εαων – Hermês Dôtor Eaôn – Hermes Dotor Eaon – Hermes Giver of Good Things
  • Ἑρμης Χαριδωτης – Hermês Kharidôtês – Hermes Charidotes – Hermes Giver of Joy
  • Ἑρμης Ακακητα – Hermês Akakêta – Hermes Acaceta – Hermes Guileless, Gracious
  • Ἑρμης Κυδιμος – Hermês Kydimos – Hermes Cydimus – Hermes Glorious
  • Ἑρμης Ερικυδης – Hermês Erikydês – Hermes Ericydes – Hermes Famous, Glorious, Splendid
  • Ἑρμης Αγλαος – Hermês Aglaos – Hermes Aglaus – Hermes Splendid, Bright, Glorious
  • Ἑρμης Κρατυς – Hermês Kratus – Hermes Cratus – Hermes Strong, Mighty
  • Ἑρμης Κρατερος – Hermês Krateros – Hermes Craterus – Hermes Strong, Mighty
  • Ἑρμης Μαστηριος – Hermês Mastêrios – Hermes Masterius – Hermes Of Searchers
  • Ἑρμης Πομπαιος – Hermês Pompaios – Hermes Pompaeus – Hermes The Guide

To Persephone

Persephone, blessed daughter of great Zeus, sole offspring of Demeter,
Come and accept this gracious sacrifice.
Much-honored spouse of Plouton, discreet and life-giving,
You command the gates of Hades in the bowels of the earth,
Lovely-tressed, Praxidike, pure bloom of Deo, mother of the Furies,
Queen of the netherworld whom Zeus sired in clandestine union.
Mother of loud-roaring and many shaped Eubouleus,
Radiant and luminous playmate of the Seasons, august, almighty,
Maiden rich in fruits, you alone are beloved of mortals.
In spring you rejoice in the meadow breezes,
And you show your holy figure in shoots and green fruits.
You were made a kidnapper’s bride in the fall, 
And you alone are life and death to toiling mortals,
O Persephone, for you always nourish all and kill them too.
Hearken, O blessed goddess, and send forth the earth’s fruits.
You who blossom in peace, in soft-handed health,
And in a life of plenty that ferries old age in comfort to your realm,
O queen, and to that of mighty Plouton. 

To Plouton

Subterranean is your dwelling place, O strong-spirited one,
A meadow in Tartarus, thick-shaded and dark.
Chthonic Zeus, sceptered one, kindly accept this sacrifice,
Plouton, holder of the keys to the whole earth.
You give the wealth of the year’s fruits to mankind,
And to your lot fell the third portion, earth, queen of all, 
Seat of the gods, mighty lap of mortals.
Your throne rests on a tenebrous realm,
The distant, untiring, windless and impassive Hades,
And on dark Acheron that encompasses the roots of the earth.
All-Receiver, with death at your command, you are the master of mortals.
Euboulos, you once took pure Demeter’s daughter as your bride,
When you tore her away from the meadow and through the sea.
Upon your steeds you carried her to an Attic cave, in the district of Eleusis,
Where the gates to Hades are.
You alone were born to judge deeds obscure and conspicuous.
Holiest and illustrious ruler of all, frenzied god,
You delight in the worshiper’s respect and reverence.
Come with favor and joy to the initiates.

To Cthonic Hermes

You dwell in the compelling road of no return, by the Kytos.
You guide the souls of mortals to the nether gloom.
Hermes, off-spring of Dionysos who revels in dance, 
And Aphrodite, the Paphian maiden of the fluttering eyelids,
You frequent the sacred house of Persephone,
As guide throughout the earth of ill-fated souls,
Which you bring to their haven when their time has come,
Charming them with your sacred wand and giving them sleep,
From which you rouse them again.
To you indeed Persephone gave the office, throughout wide Tartaros,
To lead the way for the eternal souls of men.
But, O blessed one, grant a good end for the initiate’s wok.

Confessions of a Chthonic Devotee. 1:1

-I embraced the grave, the hollow, the crossroads, and the lonesome places where stone and ivy numbers those who have passed. I walk with shades in strange places, and revel in ecstatic rites in orphic visions. In moist dark earth do I leave my prayers, and by dark of the moon do I walk. In that time I freed myself. I let fear drain away, while I welcomed the taste of the night on my lips. Though I may fall, I rise again and again. I am the unbroken and unconquered, and my lives are as numerous as the seeds of the pomegranate. As the Phoenix rises from his funeral pyre, so do I live again.-