Way of Living – Words of our Viking Chieftain turned to a poem by his Skald.

Way of Living – From our Viking Chieftain

We have our land. We go raid no more. We here have plenty. Do not take like before.
In our hearts we are Viking. People of Iron. In our town we are Viking. Viking Town.
Shipbuilders come here. In iron nailed hulls. Bringing sightseers to us. They help at the sculls.
Season by season. The world comes stay here. The reason is Vikings. They hold us dear.
Our chieftain welcomes. His word is enough. We stay just as strong. Strong of love.
Chieftain he speaks. “Piracy is gone.” “No need to go plunder” Being here is strong.
Warriors a plenty. No need of an army. You come to us. We have no enemy.
All here are welcome. Whoever the world will bring. All here are welcome. Except the unwelcoming.
Come join in the building. The building of kinships. The skill and the interest. This town equips.
Ancient crafts abide. Use needle and hammer. Clothe us, shod us. Be potter, be carver.
As you sit you are of us. Viking by fire. Cook, drink discover. Be thirsty, aspire.
Remember to believe. Believe in your heart. We have games to share. Here we shall start.
Be in his team. Tell stories that last. Live here in the now. We bring you the past.

Adrian Spendlow – from the words of my chieftain
(NB the R in iron is silent)

Dedicated to Njardarheimr Viking Town in Gudvangen, Norway.

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Songs of Odin

I have been asked to repost this to accompany an event which will occur in Njardarheimr Village.

If you look at the powers of Odin; at the songs and runes, you see a different image than you would imagine. His words, his gathered powers, are for the betterment of all.

(Filmed in the Viking town of Njardarheimr, Gudvangen, Norway as I walk towards the ceremonial area.)

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Way of Living – (Dedicated to Njardarheimr Viking Town, Gudvangen, Norway)

Way of Living – (Dedicated to Njardarheimr, Norway)

We have our land. We go raid no more. We here have plenty. Do not take like before.
In our hearts we are Viking. People of Iron. In our town we are Viking. Viking Town.
Shipbuilders come here. In iron nailed hulls. Bringing sightseers to us. They help at the sculls.
Season by season. The world comes stay here. The reason is Vikings. They hold us dear.
Our chieftain welcomes. His word is enough. We stay just as strong. Strong of love.
Chieftain he speaks. “Piracy is gone.” “No need to go plunder” Being here is strong.
Warriors a plenty. No need of an army. You come to us. We have no enemy.
All here are welcome. Whoever the world will bring. All here are welcome. Except the unwelcoming.
Come join in the building. The building of kinships. The skill and the interest. This town equips.
Ancient crafts abide. Use needle and hammer. Clothe us, shod us. Be potter, be carver.
As you sit you are of us. Viking by fire. Cook, drink discover. Be thirsty, aspire.
Remember to believe. Believe in your heart. We have games to share. Here we shall start.
Be in his team. Tell stories that last. Live here in the now. We bring you the past.

Adrian Spendlow – from the words of my chieftain
(NB the R in iron is silent)

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Songs of Odin

If you look at the powers of Odin; at the songs and runes, you see a different image than you would imagine. His words, his gathered powers, are for the betterment of all.

(Filmed in the Viking town of Njardarheimr, Gudvangen, Norway as I walk towards the ceremonial area.)

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A Poem for the Viking Heart

In Isolation

We are alone
As we march evenly
Warrior heart
Is individual
All alone in an army
There is the slice of the sword
The waft of the weave
We are united
In this Viking heart
Because we believe
In one thing, one being
Count on him
Be acknowledged by him
Again and again and again
For he is our chieftain
Known across impossible boundaries
There is faith there
Following
They are his
We stretch over,
Reach out, yes
Crisis
We are isolated as of now
No longer the essence of the word
Forward nor backward
We are searching
The word is Viking
I heard the word said
That as Skald I was
In a dark nightmare
That we all were
No longer loved
This is the darkness
The madness, the end
Of all time I guess
Nothing to go to
Nothing to belong to
To reach out to
Sail to
No
We have inspiration
I heard the village had
Said to my chieftain
Begone
There is only one
Times that
By ten thousand
He is the one
The very concept of
Modern world Viking
The sense of being
He is not a village
Or a chair upon a wooden carriage
He is your heart
In a marriage between
A wish of being
And a timeless understanding
Of belonging
We are in union
The Viking empire is sliced by a sword
We are united by one thing
Our chieftain’s word
He calls us
We hear him
Our hearts fight through airways
Our lungs breathe the same air
We are aware
The fjords call onward to us
Become us
We are Viking
Hear the call of the chieftain
It is simple and plain
We are Viking
We are together again.

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Gone But Not Forgotten

Gone But Not forgotten – for those with a Viking-heart who are remembered…

opening ceremony
Working as Skald – My Chieftain and I recall so many who have passed.

Getting There – Going Away

Forever Named; the Talked-of Walker, Wilful-one
Your fame will take you there.
Death in these worlds leads to All-father world
You of renown will march alongside the poets
Beside the heroes, you shall climb.
To stand among the Forever-dead and
Drink the magical mead in unison
Have you been noticed? Will you be recalled?
When mortals speak your name you rise up,
You fly
Every little recollection lifts you nearer –
Valhalla,
Not just for Battle-fighters, not just for Bragi-friends
You are immortal if you are remembered
In the great hall you will feast without end.

 
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Way of Living – (Dedicated to Njardarheimr, Norway)

Way of Living – (Dedicated to Njardarheimr, Norway)

We have our land. We go raid no more. We here have plenty. Do not take like before.
In our hearts we are Viking. People of Iron. In our town we are Viking. Viking Town.
Shipbuilders come here. In iron nailed hulls. Bringing sightseers to us. They help at the sculls.
Season by season. The world comes stay here. The reason is Vikings. They hold us dear.
Our chieftain welcomes. His word is enough. We stay just as strong. Strong of love.
Chieftain he speaks. “Piracy is gone.” “No need to go plunder” Being here is strong.
Warriors a plenty. No need of an army. You come to us. We have no enemy.
All here are welcome. Whoever the world will bring. All here are welcome. Except the unwelcoming.
Come join in the building. The building of kinships. The skill and the interest. This town equips.
Ancient crafts abide. Use needle and hammer. Clothe us, shod us. Be potter, be carver.
As you sit you are of us. Viking by fire. Cook, drink discover. Be thirsty, aspire.
Remember to believe. Believe in your heart. We have games to share. Here we shall start.
Be in his team. Tell stories that last. Live here in the now. We bring you the past.

Adrian Spendlow – from the words of my chieftain
(NB the R in iron is silent)

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Songs of Odin

If you look at the powers of Odin; at the songs and runes, you see a different image than you would imagine. His words, his gathered powers, are for the betterment of all.

(Filmed in the Viking town of Njardarheimr, Gudvangen, Norway as I walk towards the ceremonial area.)

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https://adrianspendlowblog.com/2019/11/23/norwegian-food-with-the-sons-of-norway/

Goodbye Gudvangen

Look they got marrows!

Being the Skald

How to play Hnefltafl – forthcoming

Your Name in Runes plus a trip around the Valley

Music in the Hall – Forthcoming

The Cheiftain’s Kitchen

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