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Your Birth Chord
Before you had a name, you had a sky. Nine nights lead from this threshold down to the moment you arrived, and back: your sky measured, sung, and read as a mirror.
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I ween that I hung on the windy tree, hung there for nights full nine … offered I was to Othin, myself to myself.
Night I The Well
When did the sky first see you?
Odin paid an eye for one drink from Mímir’s well. Yours costs only the moment you were born: a day, an hour, a place on the earth.
I know where Othin’s eye is hidden, deep in the wide-famed well of Mimir.
Night II The Sky That Met You
The sky that met you
Night III The Song
Your sky is singing
Night IV The Form
Your sky, taking form
Night V The Runes
And there below I looked; I took up the runes …
The runes in your sky
Night VI The Seal
Your seal
Night VII The Mirror
Soul they had not, sense they had not, heat nor motion, nor goodly hue; soul gave Othin, sense gave Hönir, heat gave Lothur and goodly hue.
What the mirror shows
Three lights are read first: the Sun, the Moon, and the sign that was rising in the east as you were born. The old way reads them as spirit, soul and body. Each mirror shows what the sky held, what it is read to mean, and a question to carry.
Night VIII The Weave
Today’s sky, through yours
Night IX The Return
Carry it back
If you keep it, your birth date, time and place, and any words you wrote, stay in this browser only, so the threshold can greet you with today’s sky. Nothing is sent anywhere.