Honor (Family)
Spiritual life is dependent upon certain ideas. Good breeding is a family treasure, marked from youth, stamped by traditions, determined by environment, and consequently not easily changed.
― Vilhelm Grønbech, The Culture of the Teutons: Volume 1
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Spiritual life is dependent upon certain ideas. Good breeding is a family treasure, marked from youth, stamped by traditions, determined by environment, and consequently not easily changed.
― Vilhelm Grønbech, The Culture of the Teutons: Volume 1
https://t.me/TheFrithstead
Forwarded from The Winlandish Folk (Hundwyn, of the Redland)
Consider the folk songs of your people as holy hymns to your race. Learn these. Learn these and sing these, not as an academic practice, but as an act of worship and communion to those who gave you life and the lands where you dwell. Cross the veil of time with elder’s songs, sing as they did. Ask your parents or grandparents what songs they sang as they worked or gathered, and do likewise. Living folk tradition! Feel free to skip the church hymns, or repurpose the melodies. Reaching back across time with songs is a little bit of ġealdor any of us can do. Search libraries and antique shops for songbooks, there are many! If the melodies are lost, write your own! Many have the same tunes. This is all very doable, never believe all is lost. Dust off the old and toss out the hip, I’m sure your Eldfathers and Eldmothers will appreciate it. This can be a part of anyone’s hearth-cult. All it takes is a little focus. In time, I’m sure our people will write plenty of new hymns and folksongs, rooted in the old, ethnic, and local.
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HOME ON THE RANGE (MY WESTERN HOME) - ORIGINAL 1874 LYRICS - Tom Roush
Dr. Brewster Higley, an otolaryngologist, wrote the lyrics to this song in 1873 soon after arriving in Kansas. His brother in law, a fiddler, later put the words to music.As you will hear, the original chorus was different from today's versions.
Honor (Kith & Kin)
The traditions and reminiscences of his people, the enjoyment of ancient heirlooms and family property, the consciousness of purpose, the pride of authority and good repute in the judgement of neighbours found in his circle, make up his world, and there is no spiritual treasury outside on which he can draw for his intellectual and moral life. Honor is identical with humanity. Without honour, one cannot be a living being; losing honour, one loses the vital element that makes man a thinking and feeling creature. The níðing is empty, and haunted for ever by the all-embracing dread that springs from emptiness.
― Vilhelm Grønbech, The Culture of the Teutons: Volume 1
https://t.me/TheFrithstead
The traditions and reminiscences of his people, the enjoyment of ancient heirlooms and family property, the consciousness of purpose, the pride of authority and good repute in the judgement of neighbours found in his circle, make up his world, and there is no spiritual treasury outside on which he can draw for his intellectual and moral life. Honor is identical with humanity. Without honour, one cannot be a living being; losing honour, one loses the vital element that makes man a thinking and feeling creature. The níðing is empty, and haunted for ever by the all-embracing dread that springs from emptiness.
― Vilhelm Grønbech, The Culture of the Teutons: Volume 1
https://t.me/TheFrithstead
Forwarded from DukeOfDurham 🦌
Folk heroes are imbedded in the consciousness of a people and have traditionally always served as a figure of inspiration. Before children today started to idolise sportsball players and YouTube celebrities, their heroes would often be folk heroes that were immortalised in literature, song, art and film.
When I was a young kid in America (lived there for a year), I remember being captivated by a storyteller that told of the heroic deeds of Davy Crockett, the frontiersman that fell alongside 183 white settlers at the Alamo. A witness described some of the aftermath, noting that Crockett's body was found in the barracks surrounded by "no less than sixteen Mexican corpses", with Crockett's knife buried in one of them.
I hope there are still many Americans, specifically young American boys, that remember their heroes.
When I was a young kid in America (lived there for a year), I remember being captivated by a storyteller that told of the heroic deeds of Davy Crockett, the frontiersman that fell alongside 183 white settlers at the Alamo. A witness described some of the aftermath, noting that Crockett's body was found in the barracks surrounded by "no less than sixteen Mexican corpses", with Crockett's knife buried in one of them.
I hope there are still many Americans, specifically young American boys, that remember their heroes.