Sometime in the night, my wife got out of bed and turned off the fan.
I crept out of bed a few hours later and, as I made the morning coffee, a cool breeze through the open window confirmed the transition that had taken place. If I needed any more proof of autumn’s first approach,…
This article is adapted from an article published in The Runestone, Fall/Winter 1996. It was written as a comment on the Asatru festival called "Winter Nights," held in mid-to late October.
The Disir are those ancient tribal mothers who have departed this life for the Otherworld. These powerful female ancestors, traditionally led by the Goddess…