<html> <head> <title>Inguz</title> <link href="./style.css" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css" title="main" media="all"> <meta name="viewport" content="width=device-width, initial-scale=1.0"> <link rel="icon" href="../img/runes/inguz.svg"> </head> <body> <p class="center"><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Runic_letter_ingwaz_variant.svg"><img src="../img/runes/inguz.svg" alt="Inguz rune" title="Inguz rune"></a></p> <h1>Inguz</h1> <p>Traditional meaning: Ing/Frey</p> <p>Meanings when upright:</p> <ul> <li>doorway home</li> <li>completion & beginning of new cycle</li> <li>repressed memories</li> <li>things you need to improve on</li> <li>fertility and renewal</li> <li>sacrifice of the self to further self-growth</li> <li>pregnancy</li> <li>a period of isolated rest</li> </ul> <p>Meanings when inverted:</p> <ul> <li>infertility</li> <li>a project still underway</li> </ul> <p>Inguz can be useful for:</p> <ul> <li>warding/protecting children</li> <li>keeping out negative energy</li> <li>casting glamours</li> <li>scrying and astral journeying</li> <li>storing magical power for later use</li> </ul> <hr> <p>Anglo-Saxon rune poem:</p> <blockquote>Ing wæs ærest mid East-Denum<br>gesewen secgun, oþ he siððan est<br>ofer wæg gewat; wæn æfter ran;<br>ðus Heardingas ðone hæle nemdun.</blockquote> <blockquote>Ing was first seen by men among the East-Danes,<br>till, followed by his chariot,<br>he departed eastwards over the waves.<br>So the Heardingas named the hero.</blockquote> <p>There is not a Norwegian rune poem for Inguz.</p> <p>A modern poem:</p> <blockquote> <p>"Why are you crying?<br/> We are going to be reunited<br/> before the sun rises.<br/> <strong>Before twelve more hours pass<br/> I will be in your steady arms at last.</strong>"</p> <p>Because I must ask you, dear friend,<br/> to return to the Inside<br/> because there is a task for you yet.</p> <p>This swampy murky place<br/> has done a number on your psyche.<br/> I know that you carried some guilt<br/> at Rainroom's last painful parting,<br/> but here it's turned up to twenty-eight.<br/> <strong>I don't for the life of me understand<br/> why you agonize<br/> over something that happened in fourth grade</strong><br/> or why you feel things would have turned out better<br/> had you to certain individuals been able to say goodbye.<br/> Isn't this what you wanted, Lethe?<br/> To disappear from their gaze<br/> without a trace?</p> <p>This guilt is a rock in your hands.<br/> Hold it, feel its heft,<br/> every jagged edge.<br/> You carry this around everywhere.<br/> For what purposes? To what end?<br/> A bludgeon to hold at arm's<br/> length<br/> to try to ensure you can't ever be harmed<br/> again?</p> <p>There is nothing that can be done<br/> for most of these,<br/> and for those that can, attempts to appease<br/> would just reopen old wounds and make matters worse.<br/> Please,<br/> Lethe,<br/> just accept that<br/> some people will dislike you no matter what.</p> <p>And some people love you despite all that you've done.</p> <p>Some know your entire herstory,<br/> even the parts they themselves did not see,<br/> and choose to love you anyway.</p> <p>If they can do so knowing no motives,<br/> then I see no reason you must<br/> with the heavy weight of guilt live.</p> <p>You can set<br/> the rock<br/> down. You can shed<br/> the burden.<br/> This paradox<br/> of a task:<br/> to not act,<br/> to not harm<br/> yourself any longer.</p> <p>And so I too must set you down<br/> back into your body on the bloodstrewn ground,<br/> alive and healed and undead.<br/> I'll keep my promise eventually, I swear;<br/> the end is within sight.<br/> I just need you<br/> to do<br/> this one thing<br/> before your vessel will let itself die.</p> </blockquote> </body> </html>