The Law of Highest Resistance – and how to know if you’re a Viking

The Law of Highest Resistance – and how to know if you’re a Viking

Nothing with worth ever comes from taking the easy way… It seems I’ve been cultivating what I reap only after I’ve met resistance on all fronts and poured my sweat and blood and tears into the thing.

“The Law of Highest Resistance”

BJØRN ANDREAS BULL-HANSEN

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Let me tell you what it means to be a Viking. It means that you follow what I like to call The Law of Highest Resistance. I have lived by this rule for most of my adult life and in this blog post, I will try to explain what it means.

As we all know, life is not always easy. But it’s human nature to choose what seems to be the easiest way out of difficult situations. We all know people who tend to do that. It could be your co-worker who always wants to go for the easy, short-term option, or it could be that alcoholic who always chooses another drink instead of sobering up. We see people like that every day. Among our friends and relatives, among politicians in the news. The human population seems to have a very high percentage of what I like to call «easy…

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Imbolg Cleansing

Imbolg Cleansing

Imbolg has come and gone, and this weekend’s New Moon has me itchy. I apologize for being away for..well, forever it seems. I wanted to post on Imbolg, if only to give a quick card reading and daily blessing, but I had the cleaning fever.

My small space had been a literal cluster fuck of odds and ends, and honestly, if it weren’t for my hubby our junk drawers never would’ve been cleaned. So I took the initiative and threw open the windows, raised the vibrations with sunlight and music, and began the process of out with the old and in with the new.

 

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Dust got swept away along with decaying energies. My ceiling fans, blinds, curtains, and sills have been cleansed of debris–spiritual and microbial. And, wow, I have gardens outside so why the hell haven’t I bothered to bring that indoors? Honestly, I have no answer for that one. But I went classic with Ivy and Pothos. Can’t go wrong with Ivy and Pothos.

My crystals are set and ready to be drained of old and useless energies under this weekend’s Dark Moon, so I can cleanse and charge them when the Full Moon comes round again.

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And of course during this freaking crazy transition (all celestial cluster fuck too), writing and angst are co-creators. The waning moon transitioning into the new lunar year has been tough on me, and writing and crafting and musical expression have been keeping me, for the most part, from pure insanity.

All in all, it’s been good really. I am so grateful for who and what I have in my life that I truly feel like I got this. As if my joy in cleansing my spaces (yes, I actually am loving cleaning this time around) and releasing that which no longer serves me will invite much needed harmonious frequencies into my home.

I hope everyone had a blessed Imbolg/Saint Brigid’s Day/Candlemas 🙂 Blessings, Love & Light Xo

The Witching Way of the Hollow Hill

“We are one with all, so in the great weaving of Fate, we have not always been as we are now, and will not always be as we are now..”

…”The Mother who stands behind and within the entire process of Fate, emergence, reintegration, and rebirth, is the great being who is the Mother and key of the craft. The life that is exchanged is Her life; Her gift is Truth, though Her soul is change and transformation..”

…”The sacredness of the “Land” as the “ground level concept” cannot be understated. The merging process, as well as transformation both here and now and beyond, is the only sacred reality, and all beings, whether seen or unseen, are undergoing it…”

…”No state remains the same, however, and so no mortal pain or peace lasts forever. Some states–like the human condition–are a great mixture of joy and sorrow, of intrigues and boredom…
Wisdom is the key to the entire system; to have Wisdom is to understand ultimately “who” and “what” you are–and thereby no longer having to flow ceaselessly through states of pain and pleasure in search of peace…”

From The Witching Way of the Hollow Hill by Robin Artisson