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WUNJO

WUNJO

This week was a busy week, one that asked me to think about this, about that, to not forget this and that, to take actions, being awake. My brain producing Beta Waves all the time to keep me awake and productive. Storm at night holding me back from long deep sleep.
And I noticed that I was longing for some quiet time, to go more within, that all this being without didn’t make me feel good, made me tired and irritated and all at the sudden Wunjo showed me how, when the little Kenaz is on top, I am fully awake, being in Beta State, when it goes down half stav, me going down into Alpha State, going down to the bottom, me going down into Theta State, the Dreamstate.

And this for me fits very well with what we can find on Internet as a meaning of Wunjo being a Blossom carrying twig. A blossom carrying twig, Blossom going into Bloom, Bloom into Fruition, Fruition into Decay, also different States of Being and that, yes, there is a certain time for all these phases.

The Runes over and over again show me the ongoing movement of Nature’s cycles, the ongoing changing of Nature’s Rhythms and I thank my body for being my Guide in this continuing Dance of different Rhythms and Timing.

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OTHILA

OTHILA

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De wereld is er stil van,
vandaag. Geen wind, geen regen, maar die typische stilte alsof de hele wereld zijn adem inhoudt.
Ik wandel met onze oudste hond van 11,5 en terwijl hij wat rond rent, geniet ik van de rust en, langzaam maar zeker, word ik me ervan bewust dat ik deel uitmaak van die rust, van de omgeving waarin ik loop.
En op het ritme van mijn passen ontstaan de woorden: Ik – Ben – Thuis (2,3,4), Ik – Ben – Thuis (2,3, 4), Ik – Ben – Thuis (…), Ik – Ben – Thuis

Today silence all around, no wind, no rain, only this typical stillness like the whole world is holding its breath.
I’m walking with our dog of 11,5 years old and while he is running around I am enjoying the quietness around me.
Slowly I become aware of being part of this quietness, of being part of the area I’m walking in and on the rhythm of my steps these words come forth:
I – Am – Home (2, 3, 4), I – Am – Home (2, 3, 4,), I – Am – Home (…), I – Am – Home