Last night I dreamt that Freyr put a crown on my head. It was emerald, gold, ruby, and amber. He then introduced me to 2 spirits, Alfs, I believe, though I didn’t ask. (Earlier that night I had made an offering of Absinthe to Freyr and the Alfs). He told me their names, and one was involved with the beauty of the earth, helping things grow deep roots and blossom on time, produce fruit and help it ripen. The other was involved with otherworldly travel, the harvest of lives at the right moment, and the Underworld (which I grasp is “Otherworld” but it was for some reason emphasized). They kept changing appearances, they had the bodies of a human, and they were taller than I (though at 5 feet tall, that’s not difficult to manage) and had human heads, and then a deer head, and then a horse head. I took this to mean they are shapeshifters, or nature spirits attached to those creatures. While all this was going on, I worked very hard at conversing and keeping this crown on my head.
Freyr explained to me that I am to undertake a tour of the Nine Worlds (again) and do a more thorough exploration of the runes ( I generally pull tarot, for oracles). He explained that while runes are not Vanic magic per se, (at least not pre-Aesir Vanic magic), that they have taken it and made it their own.
I woke up in the night, and the physical feeling of a pressure on my head, where a crown would rest was visceral and frankly, spooky. I couldn’t sleep for hours. Even when lying down (presumably, the crown would have fallen off) I felt the strange sensation of wearing it.
I work quite extensively with deer, mainly doe, not too often hart, and I don’t work with horse at all.
I passed the test my kindred gave on the runes which was a prerequisite for initiation, but then I passed on initiation.
Thoughts, dear readers?