Tooth Fairylore

#FairyFriday

The Tooth Fairy in #fairylore has been with us for centuries. This fabulous fae originated in the Norse Eddas in the thirteenth century C.E. It is a Northern European tradition, even the Vikings practiced it! 

According to folklore, Vikings, paid their children for their fallen out teeth. The legend in Norse culture continues, the children’s teeth and  their objects supposedly, brought good luck during a battle, and the Norse warriors hung children’s teeth as a necklace on  string to wear around their necks. 

Meanwhile, back in jolly old England, Christianity had lit the flame of ‘War on witches.'(innocent women that were healers and herbalists helping their folk, used and sacrificed as scapegoats by a patriarchy clergy.)
The villagers were encouraged by their paranoid clergy to bury or burn their children’s fallen out teeth. Medieval Europe folklore, deemed if a witch poached one’s tooth, that person would be oppressed and commanded by the witch to serve his/her’s orders.
The custom of replacing a child’s dispelled tooth with a coin or money travelled across the Atlantic to North America. A 2013 study was done by Visa Inc. On average in the U.S. a child that places money under their pillow receives a gift from our tooth loving fairy amounts to $3.70 USD.
(I never received that kind of wealth as a child.) Kuddos to these lucky kids!馃憤 

Source: Wikipedia

Icelandic Folklore of Necropants.

Icelandic #Folklore of the N谩br贸k and the N谩br贸karstafur.

There are two sides to Folklore. One is light and cheerful like folk dancing and some folk music. Then there is a dark side that presents itself as sheer terrifying like this  Icelandic folklore about real human necropants.
N谩br贸k means “death underpants!” (No I’m not joking!)
They’re a pair of pants made from the skin of a dead man, according to Icelandic witchcraft, generates a limitless money cache.

The Magick Ritual:
Legend dictates, in order create your own necropants or n谩br贸k, one has to attain approval from the living person in order to use their skin for this ritual after they have expired.

This gruesome ritual states once the deceased man has been buried, he must be dug up and excoriate in one piece his skin from the waist down.

When you step into the skin of the cadaver the N谩br贸k will fuse itself to your lower body.

Next, you must pillage a coin from a poor widow and place in the scrotum with the magical sigil,  n谩br贸karstafur, penned on a scrap of paper.

Then, the coin will attract money continuously into the scrotum as long as no one disturbs the initial coin.

The Christian twist to this is for one that desires to attain salvation, the owner of the necropants must convice an unweary male to accept ownership of the n谩br贸k and pop into the pants immediately. 

The n谩br贸k will continue producing coins for ages.
Icelandic Sigil of the n谩br贸karstafur.

聽The Galdrab贸k

#Folklore #Iceland

In the The Galdrab贸k (Icelandic Book of Magic) is an Icelandic grimoire dated to ca. 1600 some of the inyteresting herbs in this book was named after the Norse gods and goddesses such as Baldr’s brow and Frigg’s herb. These herbs were used in spell work.
The leek was known for magickal runic formula.

circa 45o C.E.

Icelandic Herbal healing stones were used to ward off disease.

Odin Discovers The Runestones.

Woten/Odin Wednesday!

To some gods wisdom is more precious than gold!

Did you know that Woten or Odin has several names? He is known as the Allfather, Grimnir, the god of gallows, god of prisoners and cargoes.

In Hlidskjalf, Odin is perched on his majestic throne, viewing all things. He has two ravens Huginn (thought) and Muninn (memory) that fly throughout the worlds relaying important information to him.

Woden/Odin’s thirst for so much wisdom and magick that he hung himself upside down on Yggdrasil, the Norse world tree,for nine nights. The number 9 means an ending leading to a new beginning.

This is not Odin’s first time he sacrificed himself. Odin sacrificed his right eye in the spring of Mimir in exchange for High Wisdom. Odin pierced his own side with a spear. He suffered great pain like a clam creating a beautiful pearl, the runes and their magic unveiled ancient magickal, wisdom to him. After much pain and suffering and on the discovery of the runes, his rope breaks and Odin falls to the ground free of his trial by fire.
Odin is now a wise and powerful wizard.

~ Nifty Buckles

 
I know I hung on that windswept tree,

Swung there for nine long nights,

Wounded by my own blade,

Bloodied for Odin,

Myself an offering to myself:

Bound to the tree

That no man knows

Whither the roots of it run.
None gave me bread,

None gave me drink.

Down to the deepest depths I peered

Until I spied the Runes.

With a roaring cry I seized them up,

Then dizzy and fainting,

I fell.
Well-being I won

And wisdom too.

I grew and took joy in my growth:

From a word to a word

I was led to a word,

From a deed to another deed.
~ The Poetic Edda

Circa 1200 CE.

‘Hv铆tserkur’ in Icelandic Folklore

Hv铆tserkur: 15 m high basalt stack along the Vatnsnes peninsula in Iceland looks like a drinking dragon.

The folklore behind this is about a ornery troll named, Hvitserkur who resided in the caves of Mount Baejarfell, Strandir

One day the troll was unerved by the boisterous ringing of a monstrous bell in Thingeyrar.

Hvitserkur, journeyed away from his home in order to locate the consistent bell ringing. It was midwinter when he traveled to Hunafloi with his son Bardur. After a huge quarrel with his father Bardur won the arguement to travel through the fjords. 

Trolls can only travel at night and will turn into stone if exposed to the sunlight.

So the father and son journeyed through the fjords at night. Unfortunately, Bardur was smaller and was slowed down wandering through the fjords. Early dawn was fast approaching. The pair had to arrive at Vatnsness before the daylight broke. Hvitserkur began to increase his pace over the mountains. Just as the Dawn, was breaking Hvitserkur threw his hammer attempting to smash the ringing church bell at Thingeyrar. Hvitserkur missed the bell with his spiralling hammer and he quickly looked up at the rising sun and was instantly turned to stone! Bardur had turned to stone on the beach.

To this day Hvitserkur’s hammer can be seen on the eastern Thingeyrarsand.

Lagarflj贸tsormur Icelandic Sea Dragon

#iceland #Folklore

Lagarflj贸tsormur
The Lagarflj贸tsormur, Lagarflj贸t worm, also called the Icelandic Worm Monster is an Icelandic lake mythological creature which lives in lake Lagarflj贸t, in the town of Egilssta冒ir. Many sightings have been logged since 1345 and continue to present day. Alledgedly,there is a 2012 video recording the cryptid swimming.
The folklore recorded by J贸n 脕rnason, mentions, the great serpent in Lagarflj贸t grew out of a small “lingworm” or heath-dragon; a girl was given a gold ring from her mother, and asked how she might gain profit from the gold, she was told to place it under a lingworm. She followed her mother’s instructions, and laid it carefully, in the top of her linen drawer for several days. She suddenly, discovered that the wee dragon had grown humongous!
 The monsterous worm  had cracked open the drawer. Teriffied, the girl threw both the large worm and the gold into the lake. The serpent kept growing and terrorized the country folk, spewing poison and killing people and animals. Two Finns called in to destroy it and retrieve the gold. They reported that they  bound the monster’s  head and tail to the bottom of the lake. They also claimed it was impossible to kill it because a larger dragon laid underneath!