Freyrfaxi Blot
Harrow should be set up with antler, drinking horn, blessing bowl, evergreen tine, vessel of drink, loaf of bread, recelspot and Hallowing recels. Further, every participant should bring a small loaf or slice of bread, small coins, or other offering. Focus of blot should be West.
HALLOWING
Circle 3 times clockwise with the deer. Then return to harrow and, facing West, holding antler, hallow the four quarters (or eight winds) clockwise:
Spirits of North, powers of Earth, bring the beauty of ripe, golden fields. I bid you hail & welcome.
Spirits of East, powers of Air, bring the cool morning breeze. I bid you hail & welcome.
Spirits of South, powers of Fire, bring the hot, sultry summer afternoons. I bid you hail & welcome.
Spirits of West, powers of Water, bring the warm rains that nourish the fields. I bid you hail & welcome.
Then holds antler high overhead and proclaims:
I hallow and make holy this harrow and stead
bearing good for myself I banish all bale
may my heart be made whole
may my mine be made open
As Heimdall bright wards Briforst Bridge
May this place be warded from baneful wrights
Invocation
Frey friend of Folk
Far from home Hight Vanaheim
In Holy Frith I freely gather
as in days of old I honor
bearing gifts I gladly greet you
open soul’s eyes that I see you
open hearts to hear your wisdom
bring your folk your blessings bright
GOD OF THE FERTILE SEASON!
HAIL FREY!
SON OF NJORD!
HAIL FREY!
BROTHER OF FREYA!
HAIL FREY!
GOD OF THE VANIR!
HAIL FREY!
GERD’S HUSBAND!
HAIL FREY!”
CERTAIN GIVER!
HAIL FREY!
GOD OF THE FOLK!
HAIL FREY!
BOAR-RIDER!
HAIL FREY!
GREAT FREY!
HAIL INGVI! HAIL FREY!
READING:
John Barleycorn
by Robert Burns
There was three kings into the east,
Three kings both great and high,
And they hae sworn a solemn oath
John Barleycorn should die.
They took a plough and plough’d him down,
Put clods upon his head,
And they hae sworn a solemn oath
John Barleycorn was dead.
But the cheerful Spring came kindly on,
And show’rs began to fall;
John Barleycorn got up again,
And sore surpris’d them all.
The sultry suns of Summer came,
And he grew thick and strong;
His head weel arm’d wi’ pointed spears,
That no one should him wrong.
The sober Autumn enter’d mild,
When he grew wan and pale;
His bending joints and drooping head
Show’d he began to fail.
His colour sicken’d more and more,
He faded into age;
And then his enemies began
To show their deadly rage.
They’ve taen a weapon, long and sharp,
And cut him by the knee;
Then tied him fast upon a cart,
Like a rogue for forgerie.
They laid him down upon his back,
And cudgell’d him full sore;
They hung him up before the storm,
And turned him o’er and o’er.
They filled up a darksome pit
With water to the brim;
They heaved in John Barleycorn,
There let him sink or swim.
They laid him out upon the floor,
To work him farther woe;
And still, as signs of life appear’d,
They toss’d him to and fro.
They wasted, o’er a scorching flame,
The marrow of his bones;
But a miller us’d him worst of all,
For he crush’d him between two stones.
And they hae taen his very heart’s blood,
And drank it round and round;
And still the more and more they drank,
Their joy did more abound.
John Barleycorn was a hero bold,
Of noble enterprise;
For if you do but taste his blood,
‘Twill make your courage rise.
‘Twill make a man forget his woe;
‘Twill heighten all his joy;
‘Twill make the widow’s heart to sing,
Tho’ the tear were in her eye.
Then let us toast John Barleycorn,
Each man a glass in hand;
And may his great posterity
Ne’er fail in old Scotland!
OFFERING:
fill horn with drink from vessel:
REY, WE WELCOME YOUR PRESENCE IN OUR HOLY STEADING, AND
WE OFFER YOU SACRIFICE! NOT OF BLOOD, BUT THE FREE GIVING OF
OUR HUMAN EFFORTS, OUR STRUGGLE, AND OUR DEVOTION! MAY IT AID
US, GODS AND HUMANKIND ALIKE, IN OUR STRUGGLES AGAINST THOSE
WHO WOULD WAR AGAINST ASGARD OR SEEK TO SET GREY SLAVERY IN
MIDGARD!”
holds horn and loaf of bread aloft in offering:
FREY, ACCEPT my GIFTS, NOT AS FROM SLAVES, FOR i HAVE NO
MASTER, NOR AS AN APPEASEMENT, FOR i STAND IN GOOD STEAD WITH
YOU; BUT AS A SIGN OF OUR KINSHIP AND FELLOWSHIP!”
pour a libation onto ground and crumble a piece of the loaf onto ground.
FREY, YOU HAVE RECEIVED this SACRIFICE, AS SYMBOLIZED BY
THIS BREAD AND (DRINK). POUR NOW INTO THEM YOUR MIGHT AND
BLESSINGS, THAT i MAY GROW CLOSER TO YOU BY SHARING THEM
When bread and drink are charged with Frey’s might, place tine into blessing bowl and pour a small libation over tine into bowl. then uses tine to sprinkle harrow on all four sides, then sprinkles each of the self:
THE BLESSING OF FREY!
then sets down bowl and picks up loaf.
LOAF-OFFERING:
bring the offering forward and speak about what may be coming to fruit or successfully completed in their lives. Then they should crumble their loaf or place their gift in the offering-bowl, speaking their thanks to Frey.
CLOSING: After all have given their thanks-gift, all should stand for a moment of silence and meditation. then speak:
“THIS BLOT IS DONE. MAY IT STRENGTHEN US IN OUR DEVOTION TO
THE GODS AND GODDESSES OF OUR ANCESTORS, AND RENEW IN OUR HEARTS
OUR DETERMINATION TO LIVE AS WORTHY KIN OF INGVI-FREY. MAY
WE GO FORTH FROM HERE TONIGHT WITH ALL THE GREATER RESOLVE TO
LIVE FREE AND TRUE—WITH COURAGE, WITH TRUST IN OUR STRENGTH,
AND HONORING THE BONDS OF KINSHIP, UNTIL WE BE GATHERED TO THE
GODS.”
facing West:
FREY, FRIEND OF FOLK, WE THANK YOU FOR YOUR PRESENCE HERE
TONIGHT. AS YOU WEND TO VANAHEIM, BEAR WITH YOU THE THOUGHTS
AND PRAYERS OF YOUR KIN WHO DWELL IN MIDGARD. HAIL, FREY,
AND FARE WELL!”
hold up antler and salutes each quarter, folk should say with him:
Spirits of West, powers of Water, thank you for your blessing and presence this night. Stay if you will; go if you must. I bid thee farewell.
Spirits of South, powers of Fire, thank you for your blessing and presence night. Stay if you will; go if you must. I bid thee farewell.
Spirits of East, powers of Air, thank you for your blessing and presence this night. Stay if you will; go if you must. I bid thee farewell.
Spirits of North, powers of Earth, thank you for your blessing and presence this night. Stay if you will; go if you must. I bid thee farewell.
