Midgardsblot Metal Festival was fantastic, as always. I saw Garmarna and Dimmu Borgir and those are amongst my top ten favourite bands. The latter almost cost me my voice, sorry not sorry to those of you standing next to me during that concert. I met so many interesting, talented and kind hearted people, and I laughed more than I have done in months… Post festival blues are inevitable, wish the festival lasted a whole week. More photos to come!
This summer hit us northerners hard with its’ immense and unusual warmth. Borrekaupangen was filled with sweaty and drowsy vikings, and I felt a bit lightheaded myself. I wondered if it was ever this warm during the Viking Age, remembering a gist of something I read somewhere. As I strolled through the marketplace I though of what it was really like back then, in every way. There are so many questions and so few answers… The thought of living to see felt both stressful and calming at the same time. The more I thought of it, the weirder it got until I just had to lay it aside and do something grounding and physical, like squeezing my boyfriend’s hand (“hey, we’re here, right now”). You see, I can easily get tangled up in thought experiments, backtracking and overthinking. On one hand it feeds my creative processes, but if I feed it too much energy, it kills them. All of us have creation and destruction forces within us – order and chaos is completely normal, but normal is utterly surreal. Life is so strange and at times it feels as if everything is moving in circles. This train of thought came and went as I greeted friends at the marked and picked up shiny object to behold. So…what was it like during the Viking Age? We won’t know for sure, but somehow, I feel sure of this- There’s nothing new under the sun. The human race is not that innovative and my reoccurring thoughts are not that original, in any way. So…What is the moral of my random common sense life lesson? I hope the archeologists dig up more viking graves that will make us ask more questions. I want to know more, and I am sure you do too.
Winter is here. It feels as if the snow buried my creativity, and I had to face it inorder to restore balance from within. I figured the best way to clear one’s head is to spend time in nature, far away from other human beings. The snow almost swallowed me whole, I felt as if I was swimming in it. A real Fimbul Winter. I might have dug up my creativity as I snapped some photos, because I instantly felt more alive posing in the icy wind. It’s been a while, I whispered to the trees. Time to get back into my viking game…For real.
I hope you’d like to see more photos, because that’s what’s coming.
The hair is an offering from me to my dearest sister in spirit’s viking bling. She is the only one I will ever grant that kind of personal, spiritual gift to.
I didn’t realize how much I had missed the mighty mountains until I arrived at Gudvangen. Norwegian fjords and mountains makes me feel more centered, more alive. There was mead, there was laughter and there was ancient vibes. I met old, yet new friends (if that makes any sense). This was the beginning of my western Norwegian road trip, and as I am writing this, there are still more viking markets to go. Still, I wish the season was longer.. because meeting likeminded souls is a rare thing…even amongst likeminded people.
Outfit: Designed and hand stitched by me, made from 100% linen and 100% wool fabrics.
Hey! Just checking in to tell you that I have started sewing viking clothing (and creating some other goodies) for my very own web shop! I am hoping that you guys have some patience with me – as this is a one woman project (at least for now). Being a full time student at uni, This might take a while- BUT I would rather have it take time than delivering products that I cannot stand for. Quality, authenticity and style is very important to me, and I cannot wait to show you the finished products. I will keep you posted -so don’t worry about missing out on the opening of my shop. Also – I will announce it beforehand at instagram, on my Facebook page and here at my viking blog. Thank you so much for the lovely feedback I have gotten on these plans – you guys motivate me to work hard at this task. And thank you for waiting<3
This will be grand.
Also; I’ve had quite a few photoshoots lately.
Pictures coming up – stay tuned *waves eagerly*
Greetings from the North! Yule is upon us and Tis the season to be preparing oneself for a traditional Heathen celebration – Mead, meat and honey, family and loved ones. Be good to each other, people of Midgard. You never know what people around you might be struggling with and the gods knows that it is cold enough here already.
Gleðileg jól! I have celebrated yule for days now with my nearest and dearest. Ale, mead and meat was on the menu. Ah, it was glorious! As you can see, there is no snow in the Northern realms. My parents live in the south even though my whole family comes from the north of Norway. This time of year makes me miss the northern light and the cold, clear air a little extra.
Winter solstice and the “return”of the sun is worth celebrating. I wandered deep into the woods to commune with spirits of olde, to worship the moon and the sun. To me, Yuletide is about keeping the ancient norse traditions alive. Year after year, after year.
The Outfit: is hand sewn, made by me (100% linen, and 100% wool) The tablet weave is Oseberg style. The pelt is 100% wolf(!) – vintage and smelly. Haha! Seriously, though…It is kind of smelly. When buying vintage pelts you may have to hang them outside for some time to make the smell go away.
How do you celebrate this time of year? I hope you’re having a blast whatever you are doing. Stay close to those you hold dear, and honor those that have passed. Be kind to others, maybe even more than usual this time of year…You never know what people might be going through.
❤ – Sól Geirsdóttir