This is so very important. Worth reading.
A thousand years ago, our ancestors understood the traditions we try to embrace today. They lived in a world where they walked with their ancestors, knew the wights of the lands and waters, made peace with the jotnar of the high mountains and raging rivers, learned the alfs of the wild places. The gods and goddesses held a place for them that was something we can only imagine, for they learned how everything fit together from their first breath, first step. There was no word for what they did, for it was no more possible to separate their practice from their life, than it was to separate their breath from their body and continue to live.
A foreign smoke stole that breath from the body of our ancestors, and the living faith died a long time ago. The path they walked we cannot. What they knew, we can only guess…
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