Freyr (Yngvi-Freyr, Ingwaz, Fröj), of the Vanir: His name means
“Lord,” and he is the lord of prosperity, eroticism, peace, and physical
well-being, and his weapon is a magic sword and he has a magic ship that sails
unguided to its destination. Freyr is
described as being very handsome, powerful, merciful and kind, and is called
the "God of the World". As a
fertility God of love and pleasure, Freyr was often depicted with an enlarged
phallus. He has a chapter in the book, 'Who are
your Divine Friends?', in Lulu Publishing.
Like the Celtic God
Cernunnos, he is the horned God of fertility and King of the Elves. He is married to Gerd and is father to
Fjolnir. He rides the shining dwarf-made boar Gullinbursti and possesses the ship
Skidbladnir, which always has a favorable breeze and can be folded together and
carried in a pouch when it is not being used. He rules over Alfheim, the land of the Light
Elves. Freyr and Freya are the archetypal
Lord & Lady of Wicca/Witchcraft.
Landvaettir
is Old Norse for Guardian Earth Sprites.
They were all the beings who guard certain places, those who are bound
to rocks, streams, or trees, and the lesser nature spirits in general. The Landvaettir was connected with issues of
fertility that Vanir Gods like Freyr and Freya, as well as Njord, were
intimately connected with as well. It is
possible that the Landvaettir are a kind of elf that is connected to particular
object or area of land.
Correspondences:
Altar: upon cloth set a sheaf of grain, a golden cup of mead, a
plate of bread and honey, the figure of a carved phallus, the figure of a boar,
and an empty sheath
Color: gold, green, red
Day: Friday
Incense: mint, rose, sandalwood
Offerings: mead, those who partake in sex magic should do so in his
honor
Plant: ash, holly, ivy, mountain ash, nuts & cones, St.
Johnswort, yew
Pronunciation: 'Fray-er' (Freyr)
Rulership: rain, sunshine, harvest, horses, joy, love, ships, success,
wealth, weather
Runes: Ansuz, Ingwaz, Jera, Raidho, Sowilo
Stone: brass, bronze, gold, goldstone, rose quartz
Symbol: boar, Sun, sword, phallus, Earth
Prayer to Frey, God of the Body
Frey, God of the body as
well as of the soul,
teach me to become better friends with my body.
Often I ignore it, or do not fulfill its needs properly.
Yes, sometimes I am angry at it for hampering me.
Then I forget that without a body, I would not be here at all.
I would not have breath to say this prayer to you.
I would not be able to enjoy food, or drink,
and all the other gifts of the earth that my senses enjoy.
You provide me everything my body needs to survive,
and with more good things that make life worth living.
Remind me to take as good care of my body as of my spirit,
each in its own measure and according to its needs.
teach me to become better friends with my body.
Often I ignore it, or do not fulfill its needs properly.
Yes, sometimes I am angry at it for hampering me.
Then I forget that without a body, I would not be here at all.
I would not have breath to say this prayer to you.
I would not be able to enjoy food, or drink,
and all the other gifts of the earth that my senses enjoy.
You provide me everything my body needs to survive,
and with more good things that make life worth living.
Remind me to take as good care of my body as of my spirit,
each in its own measure and according to its needs.
~ Michaela Macha
In The Garden of Frey (Song Version)
In the garden of Frey, I
will stay, stay,
In the garden of Frey I will rest.
In the garden of Frey on the meadow I´ll play,
Where each flower and blossom is blessed.
In the garden of Frey I will dance, dance,
In the garden where laughter holds sway.
In his garden today with the Lady of May
I will dance all my sorrows away.
In the garden of Frey I will sing, sing,
Oh so many a lighthearted lay.
To the music of spring our voices shall ring
For forever, a night and a day.
In the garden of Frey I will sleep, sleep,
On a bed of roses I´m lain.
When the music is gone and the dancing is done,
I shall dream of his arms once again.
In the garden of Frey, I will stay, stay,
In the garden of Frey I will rest.
In the garden of Frey on the meadow I´ll play,
Where each flower and blossom is blessed.
In the garden of Frey I will rest.
In the garden of Frey on the meadow I´ll play,
Where each flower and blossom is blessed.
In the garden of Frey I will dance, dance,
In the garden where laughter holds sway.
In his garden today with the Lady of May
I will dance all my sorrows away.
In the garden of Frey I will sing, sing,
Oh so many a lighthearted lay.
To the music of spring our voices shall ring
For forever, a night and a day.
In the garden of Frey I will sleep, sleep,
On a bed of roses I´m lain.
When the music is gone and the dancing is done,
I shall dream of his arms once again.
In the garden of Frey, I will stay, stay,
In the garden of Frey I will rest.
In the garden of Frey on the meadow I´ll play,
Where each flower and blossom is blessed.
~ Lyrics: Larisa C Hunter,
Michaela Macha
Lifted Horns
Flowers nod and barley sway
Wind is warm and life is good.
Our horns we lift to Ingvi-Frey.
Wind is warm and life is good.
Our horns we lift to Ingvi-Frey.
The sweet sap rises day by
day
Releasing us from wintry cold
Flowers nod and barley sways.
Releasing us from wintry cold
Flowers nod and barley sways.
Within the green and lovely
Ve
We offer praise as heathens should;
Our horns we lift to Ingvi-Frey.
We offer praise as heathens should;
Our horns we lift to Ingvi-Frey.
The fecund earth our
delight, our play
Sweet frolic through these ancient woods
So flowers nod, and barley sway.
Sweet frolic through these ancient woods
So flowers nod, and barley sway.
Love may come, joy may stay
If close together we whispering stood
And my horn lifted to Ingvi-Frey.
If close together we whispering stood
And my horn lifted to Ingvi-Frey.
So come away, wild one, come
away
In mossy groves we frolic could
While flowers nod and barley sways
And horns we lift to Ingvi-Frey.
In mossy groves we frolic could
While flowers nod and barley sways
And horns we lift to Ingvi-Frey.
~ Boar's Heart 2003
Morning Song for Frey
In hazy dawning of a gilded
morning
drowsy bees waken with the hovering day
rowans redden with their brightening berries
land's Lord sings love his honeyed lay
drowsy bees waken with the hovering day
rowans redden with their brightening berries
land's Lord sings love his honeyed lay
In wind-whipped dawning of a
crimson morning
stags, in their rutting, bell to seek their hinds;
the wide moor walking, potent land's Lord now
shakes broad antlers, power's roots to find
stags, in their rutting, bell to seek their hinds;
the wide moor walking, potent land's Lord now
shakes broad antlers, power's roots to find
In frosty dawning of a clear
white morning
straight-flying merlin claims her new-found nest:
small folks dreaming hear the god's firm paces,
passing footsteps of the land's Lord's quest
straight-flying merlin claims her new-found nest:
small folks dreaming hear the god's firm paces,
passing footsteps of the land's Lord's quest
In the moist dawning of a
greening morning
people join hands greeting Lord of land
warming in song, earth and rock awaken;
swelling in buds the birch trees stand
people join hands greeting Lord of land
warming in song, earth and rock awaken;
swelling in buds the birch trees stand
In the blythe dawning of a
summer morning
silvered stones shine on heather moor-side
whole, the moorland will call the chorus
as land's Lord, blessed, meets his white-armed bride
silvered stones shine on heather moor-side
whole, the moorland will call the chorus
as land's Lord, blessed, meets his white-armed bride
~ Jenny Blain, 2004
A Daily Prayer
In Your name, Ingui,
I ask for Your blessings and bounty:
I ask for Your blessings and bounty:
May I have wealth enough to
provide my needs, goods and gear,
and some enjoyment in this life.
May I know that wealth is a tool, and to be used wisely.
May I have health in my body, strength to work,
may I also have health in my mind and mood.
May those who wish me ill know to keep from me,
may I handle any possible conflicts with grace and skill.
May I choose my words carefully,
with what to speak, whom I speak to, when to speak, where,
and how everything is said.
May I go to the right places, and do the right deeds,
and may those who need me, know where to find me.
and some enjoyment in this life.
May I know that wealth is a tool, and to be used wisely.
May I have health in my body, strength to work,
may I also have health in my mind and mood.
May those who wish me ill know to keep from me,
may I handle any possible conflicts with grace and skill.
May I choose my words carefully,
with what to speak, whom I speak to, when to speak, where,
and how everything is said.
May I go to the right places, and do the right deeds,
and may those who need me, know where to find me.
Peace and good seasons in my
life. Peace and good seasons in the lives of the ones You love.
May I know peace within
myself,
and peace within my world,
that all things come in their season,
that there is beauty in the sunshine and the rain.
May Your blessings be with me, Ing-Frey,
and may my deeds this day be a blessing to You.
and peace within my world,
that all things come in their season,
that there is beauty in the sunshine and the rain.
May Your blessings be with me, Ing-Frey,
and may my deeds this day be a blessing to You.
~ Nornoriel Vanyahildë
A Bede to Ing
Ing Frea the fruitful,
We await your wain's gold horde,
To bring forth the new birth,
Amid frith and frells (celebration).
Great one of this world,
Make the Sun shine on us,
And sprinkle wet the soil,
To bring harvest home.
Ing Frea the fruitful,
We do hail your horned antler,
Outshine the Muspill's son,
Amid frith and frells.
Ing Frea the fruitful,
With the weih (sacred) Sun wend sky's way,
Make weihholy your world,
And show winsome ways.
Ing Frea the fruitful,
We await your wain's gold horde.
We await your wain's gold horde,
To bring forth the new birth,
Amid frith and frells (celebration).
Great one of this world,
Make the Sun shine on us,
And sprinkle wet the soil,
To bring harvest home.
Ing Frea the fruitful,
We do hail your horned antler,
Outshine the Muspill's son,
Amid frith and frells.
Ing Frea the fruitful,
With the weih (sacred) Sun wend sky's way,
Make weihholy your world,
And show winsome ways.
Ing Frea the fruitful,
We await your wain's gold horde.
~ Swain Wodening Canote
He
is appealed to for fertility, grocery stores, weather, bakers, light,
happiness, and wealth. His friendship
can be honored by supporting organic farming, buying clean food or by growing
your food. However, lacking his sword,
Freyr will be killed by the fire jotun Surt during the events of Ragnarok.
A
part of the Swedish 12th century Skog Church Tapestry depicts three figures
that has been interpreted as Odin, Thor, and Freyr - or are three kings. The figures coincide with 11th century
descriptions of statue arrangements recorded by Adam of Bremen at the Temple at
Uppsala and written accounts of the Gods during the late Viking Age. And in 1904, a Viking Age statuette identified
as a depiction of Freyr was discovered on a farm in Sweden. Like other Germanic deities, veneration of
Freyr has been renewed in the modern period in Heathenry.
