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<p class="center"><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Runic_letter_berkanan.svg"><img src="../img/runes/berkana.svg" alt="Berkana rune" title="Berkana rune"></a></p>
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<h1>Berkana</h1>
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<p>Traditional meaning: birch</p>
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<p>Meanings when upright:</p>
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<li>a warm reassuring hug from a lover</li>
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<li>new beginnings and opportunities</li>
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<li>conscious manifestation</li>
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<li>pride in one's creations/actions</li>
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<li>relief from pain</li>
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<p>Meanings when inverted:</p>
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<li>blurring of self-consciousness</li>
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<li>don't allow yourself to be subsumed into Sablade</li>
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<li>sterility/stagnation</li>
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<p>Berkana can be useful for:</p>
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<li>gentle healing</li>
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<li>getting one's energy flowing</li>
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<li>creating a solid foundation</li>
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<li>blessing children or a household</li>
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<li>concealment</li>
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<p>Anglo-Saxon rune poem:</p>
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<blockquote>Beorc byþ bleda leas, bereþ efne swa ðeah<br>tanas butan tudder, biþ on telgum wlitig,<br>heah on helme hrysted fægere,<br>geloden leafum, lyfte getenge.</blockquote>
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<blockquote>The poplar bears no fruit; yet without seed it brings forth suckers,<br>for it is generated from its leaves.<br>Splendid are its branches and gloriously adorned<br>its lofty crown which reaches to the skies.</blockquote>
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<p>Norwegian rune poem:</p>
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<blockquote>Bjarkan er laufgrønstr líma;<br>Loki bar flærða tíma.</blockquote>
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<blockquote>Birch has the greenest leaves of any shrub;<br>Loki was fortunate in his deceit.</blockquote>
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<p>A modern rune poem:</p>
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<p>Lethe Berkana Beltane.<br/>
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From this rune<br/>
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I took my middle name<br/>
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in hopes of carrying with me always<br/>
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the warmth of an early spring day,<br/>
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<strong>a gentle impassioned hug from my wife</strong>,<br/>
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the promise that soon all will be okay<br/>
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and <strong>together we'll build a kinder life.</strong></p>
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<p>Berkana makes things grow,<br/>
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even after the storms have thrown<br/>
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all down<br/>
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in shambles onto the ground.<br/>
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<strong>The seedling that blooms after wildfire</strong>,<br/>
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alone amidst the ashes.<br/>
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Blaze<br/>
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razed<br/>
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down the treetops, and now sunlight<br/>
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through the skeletal branches<br/>
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passes.</p>
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<p>"Keep going, Lethe,"<br/>
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my wife to me beseeches.<br/>
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"You have every right to take pride<br/>
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in how long against everything you've survived.<br/>
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Stand strong and steal what you can from this world of men<br/>
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and I promise you I'll make it worth your effort in the end."</p>
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