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Civilization comes at a cost.
The price is steep, all things good and mighty surrendered, virility, wildness, risk. It costs our Strength, our Courage, our Wisdom, our mastery of self and most of all our honor and nobility.

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The Approach

One thing you notice as you reach out to the old gods is their approachability.

For someone who is not accustomed to extending a hand in friendship to a deity, this might seem as a daunting, or quite possibly a jubilant opportunity.
Then again there are those who could care less, and that is ok too.

One does not have to sacrifice cattle at an altar dedicated to (insert god name) to gain their attention and petition for blessing.
It is not necessary to perform an obscure rite on the first full moon of the new solstice to say hello.

Gods are also not bottled genies, who submit to every beck and call for blessings and favors. They have their own wants, desires and dislikes that they are privy to, just like we are.
So, if you feel that petitions to your patron deity have gone unanswered, or your devoted dedications of ceremony are going unheard, do not be dismayed.
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It might not be that the gods do not like you, that you were not devout enough, or not enough heroic deeds were done in their name. It may be none of these.

They may just be busy.

Keep it simple. Start off with saying hello, and be honest. They can smell a bullshitter a mile away, and that’s never a good way to start off any relationship.
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Ya don't say? πŸ€”That is weird.
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Odin and his brothers create the world, by Lorenz FrΓΈlich
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Hero Expiring by William Etty, 1829
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The Ogham Stone. Located near Greencastle, County Tyrone.
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If kin cannot accept you for believing different than their religious beliefs, then are they truly kin?
You may have the same mother, or share the same bloodline, but are they loyal to kin or to belief?
Family transcends belief, because it is real, not ethereal.
I know I exist because of my ancestors, and they had me in mind.

Hail the folk. Hail the ancestors. Hail to the gods.
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Ganymede offers a cup to Zeus in the form of an eagle. The shepherd boy Ganymede, most beautiful of all mortals, was abducted by the eagle of Zeus and carried to Mount Olympus where he became cupbearer to the immortal gods. Zeus later placed Ganymede in the sky as the constellation Aquarius (the water carrier), which is adjacent to Aquila (the eagle). Sculpted by Bertel Thorvaldsen, 1817.
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Temple of Veles, by Vladislav Dzalba.
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Good place to start. What say you?
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Waiting for others gets you nothing.
Be the change you want to see within yourself.
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Family is all. Veneration of the gods is love of family. Simple as. Prove me wrong!
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Barbarian bros stand up. πŸ’ͺ🏻😀
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You don’t want us to get rowdy do ya?
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Apologies for the lack in content and posting. I have been at the side of my dear mother whose health is declining rapidly.
If you still have your ma, please hold her tightly. You only get one.
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The Homestead Man

Perhaps one of the most persistent, resilient and unappreciated of all deities is none other than the diminutive house god known as Tomte or Nisse, The Homestead Man. Descriptions of these Gods of The Home range from being but a few inches tall to nearly half the size of a grown man, faces hidden beneath large white beards, heads topped with woven or pointed caps, with stout bodies proudly adorned in typical farmers garb and work writes of their region, though a few sizes too small for any human to enjoy.

Why is the Tomte so important? Why he is not one God but many!

He; for it is always a he, is most commonly one of the many ancestral spirits from which the owners of the homestead descend. Often, but not always, the Tomte which chooses to aid; and he does choose, to safeguard his families interests was the first to tend the land or might be the soul of a departed loved one buried in any of the many mounds; both known and forgotten, which dot the realm. Each Tomte is its own entity, individuals all, each with his own distinct personality and passions, though what they have in common is their station. They often delight in tending to both the land and home helping keep their family in good standing as best they can. Being humble and giving by nature, these House Gods do not ask much, often contenting themselves to making their own private space in the pantry, a forgotten corner of the barn or even workshop. Their dedication to their families is such that it is not unheard of that if their families are forced to move to the city, that they very well might follow them contenting themselves to finding space under the floorboards to remain near.

They do all this out of Love, Love for their family, and of course Love of Porridge!

All of this "good fortune" however relies on the mortals making sure their Dear Little Relative is appreciated, and so is less luck and more skill and appreciation.
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