Entry 16 – Hagalaz & Wunjo
The day of destruction is the first day of beginning the road to joy. Room must be made for the new. The seeds of destruction are the fertilizer of the joy that will come.
The instrument of destruction, hail, is the icy seed of joy. It rots that which it destroys, which fertilizes the future harvest of joys.
It putrefies and stenches the nostrils of every breath … for a while.
Ice melts taking the stench into the heart of the earth, and there is resignation, during the gustation. This gives way to tender green shafts, and one morning the odiferous flower spreads its petals to greet the sun.
Marvel before the dance of Frey and Freya. All is beautiful in the divine order of The Lord and The Lady.
Bless the hail. Know the joy. Receive all with thanksgiving.
