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I have no functional knowledge of Norwegian.

 

The following Norse Folk song arrived in my awareness like a bolt of silent lightning that shook through my core and woke something so deep within, i'd no concept there were aspects of me where this brought waking... I've never been able to describe even an inkling of it.  It is so hauntingly personal.  So deeply resonant to that notion of deep winter, longing, loss and gratitude.

 

The vision arose unbidden, and unsought, in the midst of 'regular life' as have been all of my most intense shamanic callings and travels.  This song was the catalyst for one of the most intense and personal shamanic deity/personification encounters of my life.  I'd be interested if anyone has a translation.  I wrote down the experience as she appeared to me.  It would be fascinating to find out how my vision and the words relate, if at all.

 

 

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1 hour ago, silent thunder said:

I have no functional knowledge of Norwegian.

 

The following Norse Folk song arrived in my awareness like a bolt of silent lightning that shook through my core and woke something so deep within, i'd no concept there were aspects of me where this brought waking... I've never been able to describe even an inkling of it.  It is so hauntingly personal.  So deeply resonant to that notion of deep winter, longing, loss and gratitude.

 

The vision arose unbidden, and unsought, in the midst of 'regular life' as have been all of my most intense shamanic callings and travels.  This song was the catalyst for one of the most intense and personal shamanic deity/personification encounters of my life.  I'd be interested if anyone has a translation.  I wrote down the experience as she appeared to me.  It would be fascinating to find out how my vision and the words relate, if at all.

 

 

 

https://lyricstranslate.com/en/heiemo-og-nykkjen-heiemo-and-water-spirit.html

 

Heiemo and the Water Spirit
Heiemo sang her poem:
-Wake up you noble youngsters
The Water spirit heard it, striding on the sea
-Because you now have overslept
 
The Water spirit spoke to his helmsman
-Wake up you noble youngsters
Steer my ship to the Christian land
-Because you now have overslept
 
The Water spirit danced and Heiemo sang her poem:
-Wake up you noble youngsters
It pleased all the folks in the houses
-Because you now have overslept
 
Heiemo, Heiemo, quiet your sorrow
-Wake up you noble youngsters
Υou shall sleep in the arms of the water spirit.
-Because you now have overslept

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22 minutes ago, rene said:

 

https://lyricstranslate.com/en/heiemo-og-nykkjen-heiemo-and-water-spirit.html

 

Heiemo and the Water Spirit
Heiemo sang her poem:
-Wake up you noble youngsters
The Water spirit heard it, striding on the sea
-Because you now have overslept
 
The Water spirit spoke to his helmsman
-Wake up you noble youngsters
Steer my ship to the Christian land
-Because you now have overslept
 
The Water spirit danced and Heiemo sang her poem:
-Wake up you noble youngsters
It pleased all the folks in the houses
-Because you now have overslept
 
Heiemo, Heiemo, quiet your sorrow
-Wake up you noble youngsters
Υou shall sleep in the arms of the water spirit.
-Because you now have overslept

How readily all these years, I could have sought them.

How perfect that I should have been content to wait until brought by a friend.

 

thanks rene.

 

here is what came to me:

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The deep night of late winter.
Utterly still, bitterly cold.

 

A lone woman stands at the edge of a frozen lake.
Her long white hair touched lightly by the wind,
she wears a simple, gossamer winter-white gown,
her bare toes, touching the edge of the frozen lake.

 

She seems to glow from a faint light within.

Eyes closed, cold pinpoint stars blaze across the sky, she begins to sing.

She opens her mouth but it is her heart that cries out to them across the night.


Her song cascading out, calling them to her.
Filling the night her voice calls their names.


Calling them home.

 

Her song calling out, across the night,
across the winter, across the heart.

 

I still hear you!
I know your tiny breaths.
I feel you still!
I know you, I have held you!
Come to me.  Come home.

 

She sings out across the night, to those who passed.  
Calling into the final night of winter. 

She names them.  Each one.  Every one.

 

She calls them through the song and sings them home.

her voice reaches out, across the lake, across the winter.

Calling to her, those she loves, "i will not let you go".
Committed that they ever live on in her heart, in her song.
In her own self, she will carry their names
she will tend them

 

let she be for them in this breath.
in this breathing
in this song

 

She sings out across the frozen lake and though it wrings of grief, of loss;
it resonates love.  for even in this loss

such beauty!


that ever such was possible
that ever such was hers
thank you, how i love you
and how I carry you home

 

As pure as ice, her call rings out, piercing the very weave of the night, of winter, of loss.
She calls them Home.  To her. Be with me.  Be me.  We.

 

The glow within surges.

 

As the final naming lingers across the lake, her eyes open.  
The pale sun touches the lake.


The ice cracks.

She fades into mist, lit from within, she shines across the lake.

Night dissolves in Dawn.

 

Spring is born.

 

 

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34 minutes ago, silent thunder said:

How readily all these years, I could have sought them.

How perfect that I should have been content to wait until brought by a friend.

 

thanks rene.

 

here is what came to me:

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The deep night of late winter.
Utterly still, bitterly cold.

 

A lone woman stands at the edge of a frozen lake.
Her long white hair touched lightly by the wind,
she wears a simple, gossamer winter-white gown,
her bare toes, touching the edge of the frozen lake.

 

She seems to glow from a faint light within.

Eyes closed, cold pinpoint stars blaze across the sky, she begins to sing.

She opens her mouth but it is her heart that cries out to them across the night.


Her song cascading out, calling them to her.
Filling the night her voice calls their names.


Calling them home.

 

Her song calling out, across the night,
across the winter, across the heart.

 

I still hear you!
I know your tiny breaths.
I feel you still!
I know you, I have held you!
Come to me.  Come home.

 

She sings out across the night, to those who passed.  
Calling into the final night of winter. 

She names them.  Each one.  Every one.

 

She calls them through the song and sings them home.

her voice reaches out, across the lake, across the winter.

Calling to her, those she loves, "i will not let you go".
Committed that they ever live on in her heart, in her song.
In her own self, she will carry their names
she will tend them

 

let she be for them in this breath.
in this breathing
in this song

 

She sings out across the frozen lake and though it wrings of grief, of loss;
it resonates love.  for even in this loss

such beauty!


that ever such was possible
that ever such was hers
thank you, how i love you
and how I carry you home

 

As pure as ice, her call rings out, piercing the very weave of the night, of winter, of loss.
She calls them Home.  To her. Be with me.  Be me.  We.

 

The glow within surges.

 

As the final naming lingers across the lake, her eyes open.  
The pale sun touches the lake.


The ice cracks.

She fades into mist, lit from within, she shines across the lake.

Night dissolves in Dawn.

 

Spring is born.

 

 

 

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On 4/1/2019 at 2:01 PM, silent thunder said:

Really enjoy this narration of the tales of Odin The Wanderer and the creation of the norse universe.

 

 

Thanks for this!!!

I listened to the first 15min.. will continue tonight as bedtime story while I drift off... ahhhhh (-:

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On 4/1/2019 at 2:01 PM, silent thunder said:

Really enjoy this narration of the tales of Odin The Wanderer and the creation of the norse universe.

 

 

 

Just finished it -

time to sleep

what dreams may come!

(-:

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7 hours ago, Song of the Dao said:

My mother's family has Finnish roots, and I have this;

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC1305903/

 

so I guess I am a Viking, yes? But really I more likely come from the Sami people

Welcome to the longtable, Song of the Dao!

Thanks for that link; I'd not heard of DD before and I hope your case doesn't affect your sword hand. :D

Fellow viking silent thunder has an affinity for Sami; perhaps you've met?

 

@silent thunder

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I've come to believe these folks have a bit of Viking in their proud ancestry.

 

Mongolian Metal

 

Powerful.

Use headphones.

Loud. B)

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Some very similar tones generated in this proto=germanic chant.

 

 

 

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It's Proto-Germanic she's singing here, and in most of their music. It's Pre-Migration Period, 600 years before the Vikings, ~1st Century CE til ~550 when Elder Futhark broke into Younger Futhark. It's based on historical linguistic reconstruction and snippets of text found archeologically and through Tacitus & Saxo Grammaticus, some of which were carved in runes on bone fragments, or described pejoratively by Latin writers, who described the throat singing as like "howling dogs," when it would sound provisionally like in this video, inferred by the Sammi, Mongol, Indigenous Greenland, and Faroese traditions which survived the ages relatively unchanged.

 

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Been soaking in this one often of late as well.  Not as driving as the more intense chants, more an ambient feel to it.

 

 

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I've always been amazed to see the way a dragon boat flexes and twists as it knives through the waves of the ocean.  Amazing design and brilliant crafts mastery are imbued in every piece of their construction.

 

The following two short clips document the building of and naming ceremony for the largest viking dragonship built in modern times.  Named Dragon Harald Fairhair, this ship finished in 2012 I believe, requires 100 men for oars alone.  Built insofar as possible in the traditional clinker method.  (several required alterations such as an engine for port use, had to be made to be allowed to sail it under current Norwegian Maritime safety laws).  But the woodworking and clinker nails, the adhesives are all quite accurate to the old methods. 

 

8 men worked for 20 months on construction.

 

 

 

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As an expat, I from time to time put my melancholic hat on and trawl youtube for anything swedish... :rolleyes: and I stumbled upon a sami jojk by Jon Henrik Fjällgren.  

 

There are a fair few vids of him on youtube and it's hard to pick any particular 

 

 

 

 

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15 hours ago, silent thunder said:

I've always been amazed to see the way a dragon boat flexes and twists as it knives through the waves of the ocean.  

 

Perhaps dragon boats are the descendants of Jormungand. :)

 

dragonboat.jpg

 

Thanks so much for the links; the music ones are amazing. 

And thanks for being such a good friend to me over the years. :) 

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6 hours ago, Swede said:

As an expat, I from time to time put my melancholic hat on and trawl youtube for anything swedish... :rolleyes: and I stumbled upon a sami jojk by Jon Henrik Fjällgren.  

 

There are a fair few vids of him on youtube and it's hard to pick any particular 

 

 

 

 

 

Hey Swede - nice to see you! Thanks for sharing those vids! I watched a few more of his... the connection resonates. Wow.

They have great pics with them too - here's one I ss'ed off his Wolf vid. I like wolves. I wish we had reindeer here.

 

Warm greetings!

 

 

 

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If you want to see the last great warrior poet of the North, youtube the sentences below. Then you will see how the Warriors of Yore made it through the winter. I should link it, but me and my phone don’t do that 🤪

 

Vi drar till fjällen. 

En vecka i Phuket. 

 

With regards 

Mudfoot 

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1 hour ago, Mudfoot said:

If you want to see the last great warrior poet of the North, youtube the sentences below. Then you will see how the Warriors of Yore made it through the winter. I should link it, but me and my phone don’t do that 🤪

 

Vi drar till fjällen. 

En vecka i Phuket. 

 

With regards 

Mudfoot 

 

Thanks! I'll give it a go next time I'm NOT on my phone :D

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On 08/04/2019 at 4:18 AM, rene said:

 

Hey Swede - nice to see you! Thanks for sharing those vids! I watched a few more of his... 

 

 

 

Thanks for the welcome Rene :)

I'm here almost daily, lurking... lol

 

On 08/04/2019 at 4:40 AM, Mudfoot said:

If you want to see the last great warrior poet of the North, youtube the sentences below. Then you will see how the Warriors of Yore made it through the winter. I should link it, but me and my phone don’t do that 🤪

 

Vi drar till fjällen. 

En vecka i Phuket. 

 

With regards 

Mudfoot 

 

"The last great warrior poet of the north"... might be a bit of a stretch :lol: He just started getting popular as I left the great north. Cant say I really got into his music though

 

 

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On 4/6/2019 at 7:48 PM, rene said:

I've come to believe these folks have a bit of Viking in their proud ancestry.

 

Mongolian Metal

 

 

Far OUT! ... and they all ride hogs!   YAhahahaha.

 

My chi kung comes from around there, so their ancestors are my ancestors :)  Like Vikings only with no boats.

 

One of my favorites:

 

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Thanks for the links, Steve.

Yes...there's something about the Primal Beat - found in many cultures - it's part of the pull, for me. :)

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