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<p class="center"><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Runic_letter_ehwaz.svg"><img src="../img/runes/ehwaz.svg" title="Ehwaz rune" alt="Ehwaz rune"></a></p>
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<h1>Ehwaz</h1>
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<p>Traditional meaning: horse</p>
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<p>Meanings when upright:</p>
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<li>journeying between worlds</li>
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<li>possession (in the exorcism sense)</li>
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<li>rapid change</li>
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<li>presence of the divine</li>
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<li>extension of strength through union (no loss of individuality)</li>
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</ul>
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<p>Meanings when inverted:</p>
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<li>blockage of energy</li>
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<li>loss of a relationship</li>
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<li>being subsumed into one's partner</li>
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<li>paralysis from anxiety disorder / executive dysfunction</li>
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</ul>
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<p>Ehwaz can be useful for:</p>
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<li>opening doors/opportunities</li>
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<li>going to a better place/situation</li>
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<li>communicating/travelling on the temporal plane</li>
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<p>Anglo-Saxon rune poem:</p>
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<blockquote>Eh byþ for eorlum æþelinga wyn,<br>hors hofum wlanc, ðær him hæleþ ymb[e]<br>welege on wicgum wrixlaþ spræce<br>and biþ unstyllum æfre frofur.</blockquote>
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<blockquote>The horse is a joy to princes in the presence of warriors.<br>A steed in the pride of its hoofs,<br>when rich men on horseback bandy words about it;<br>and it is ever a source of comfort to the restless.</blockquote>
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<p>There is not a Norwegian rune poem for Ehwaz.</p>
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<p>A modern poem:</p>
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<blockquote>
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<p>A full belly, bonfire blazing<br/>
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just a little bit away,<br/>
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saved a place<br/>
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for me in the circle of friends<br/>
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as the sun dips below and day comes to an end.</p>
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<p>Your arms are the only chariot I trust,<br/>
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whether half-asleep in drowsy lust<br/>
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or the fateful day my vessel decides<br/>
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it's time to return to dust.<br/>
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<strong>How gently<br/>
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you will exhume me from my body,<br/>
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whisk me so swiftly away</strong><br/>
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to a hospital in a place I cannot here name<br/>
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to evade<br/>
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the Second Death.<br/>
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You promised you'd never leave me behind,<br/>
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and as long as in your embrace I am<br/>
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I am assured of your vow I am not bereft.</p>
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<p>Psychopomp and Rainbow Bridge,<br/>
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the two of us whose entire fates hinge<br/>
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on <strong>being able to pass between worlds</strong>.<br/>
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The first colors to breach the metaclysma:<br/>
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speckled red and shiny merle.</p>
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</blockquote>
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