Rägnvaldr Andrewson - Shaman in Training

Rägnvaldr Andrewson - Shaman in Training My name is Ronnie. I'm a learning Heathen. This is a lil blog of my progress :))

Updated my altar again! This is my one at uni currently.I've been feeling really out of wack for a long time. Spirituall...
13/02/2025

Updated my altar again! This is my one at uni currently.

I've been feeling really out of wack for a long time. Spiritually, physically, emotionally and mentally. I know some of the reasons why, but even after lots of introspection, I can't find all the reasons. Part of it is I'm not really eating the right food. Part of it is the great stress of my final semester at uni. Part of it is overall not taking good care of myself. And part of it is from external negativity.

The state of the world is maddening right now. So much evil and negativity spreading everywhere, infecting every space we inhabit. It's venom. And I often feel guilty for turning away. I've spoken to others who follow shamanic and shamanic-adjacent paths, and they agree that those who follow this route in life feel that negativity in a less refined way. Those who are spiritually open in general, do. We are more used to sharing our energies with those around us, but striking the balance between too much and too little exchange is very difficult. We feel these woes in a very raw way. That is not to say that we can comprehend the suffering of targeted groups that we don't belong to etc, and it's also not to compare the suffering of others to our own and try to say that we have it worse. That's folly.

But when you work with energy on a near daily basis, and you've trained yourself to be open to the messages of the universe, it becomes very difficult at first to know how to control what you take in and what you give away.

I myself am prone to giving away too much of myself, and I often forget to armour and protect myself so I end up taking in way more negativity than I can reasonably handle.

That is what I'm going to work on next. Trying to build a habit of armouring, setting boundaries of what I give and take, but trying to strike a balance between selfless and selfish.

I took the day off of university today. I don't normally take weekdays off, as I treat uni like a 9-5 job (or more 11-7 in my case...). However, the quality of my work has been slipping recently, and i need at least a day to recuperate.

I was rotting in bed until 1:30pm today, doomscrolling as normal, and angry at myself like normal. But it seems my adhd finally decided to work with me for a brief moment, because I had enough oomph to get up and leave a couple of offerings.

But then I looked closely at my altar and realised how messy, dusty and otherwise unorganised it was. That was my fault, I'd let it get like that.

Anything you build and/or use in spiritual practice becomes an extension of yourself. Staffs, wands, altars, ritual clothing, crystals, incense and the like. They represent parts of your soul that you have extended out physically for the purpose of deeper connection with the universe, however that looks to you.

This carries with it a side effect. You exist in symbiosis with these extensions, and must care for them as you do yourself. I realised this earlier, and took to cleaning my altar. It took about 2 ½ hours to take it all apart, Cleanse (physically and with incense) everything, and rearrange it in a new way. The new layout is based mostly on intuition, but with some informed decisions, as usual for me.

Freyja has more of a central role in the altar as it stands, as I want to strengthen my self love and love for those closest to me. Jörmungandr has been given more space than before, as I feel his energy was being impeded by being surrounded by the gods. I have swapped the positions of Sunna and Máni, electing to bring Sunna closer to my bed so that her warmth and radiance is closer to me. Máni is further since he and I already have a strong relationship, and his guiding light doesn't wane when he is further from me.

I've reunited thor with Mjölnir, and his sons, and placed them closest to my bed for protection. I've devoted an entire part of the altar to my kindred, rather than spreading it out across the room. Everything on the altar, I feel, is in a better position for the energies I want to focus on at the moment.

This is the first part of self care. Next comes cleaning my room properly, and taking a nice long bath with some incense. Then I'm going to try and start fresh tomorrow, setting manageable habits. Unlike where I would normally try and do everything new and good at once. I want to change properly this time. So one or two new things at once, and gradual changes.

Sorry for the ramble. Advice moving forward is absolutely appreciated, if you feel you have any to give 🥰.

Much love,
Rägnvaldr

Updated my altar yesterday, now I have 2! Kinda spread across my whole bedroom. One dedicated to my Fylgja and to Jórmun...
06/07/2024

Updated my altar yesterday, now I have 2! Kinda spread across my whole bedroom. One dedicated to my Fylgja and to Jórmungandr. And the other to Æsir and Vanir Gods.

The energy in my room feels quite different now, as though it's flow has totally changed. I believe placing Þórr and Jörmungandr on different altars may have contributed to this. As well as no longer having a crowded altar.

My space is tidier and cleaner, and everything finally has its own place (until I get more... 🤭).

I have a grand plan someday, when I have my own place and enough room. I want to build an altar to each of the nine realms, and one for Yggdrasil. It's a pipe dream for now, but one day, it will be a reality.

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06/03/2024

Just a little check in. I'm not dead!

I've been quiet recently, and it'll stay that way for a while. I'm currently focusing on my studies at university, everything else has been put on the back-burner. I'm excited though, because I've been applying for some placements this summer, and would love the opportunity to get a taste of actually working in physics.

I regained the weight I lost. It was a rough winter last year. I'm trying to bounce back as best I can, though. Going to the gym again, meal prepping again. I do at least think I don't look as big as I did this time last year, because more of that weight is muscle mass. So I still look a little leaner than I was.

On the brighter side, I've actually got a provisional diagnosis for ADHD, and am finally awaiting medication for it. I've got everything crossed that it'll help to largely take the edge off of my lack of impulse control and focus.

I'm leaving the shamanic path for a while. I'm still a proud Heathen, but shamanic work proved too much for me to handle without making too many mistakes. I aim to revisit the path in the future, when I'm a bit older, wiser and more experienced.

That's what's been going on with me, really. I hope all of you are well. May the gods watch over you all.

26/09/2023

Life can suck, hard.

I've felt disconnected recently, from the gods and from my spirituality. Its a trial for sure. I feel low, like I'm in a pit. Its nothing I haven't faced before. I've climbed out of deeper holes.

One thing I like to do, when I'm feeling like that ton of bricks is on my chest as I lay in bed, is to heal with music. In a specific way. I'm almost definitely not the inventor of this method, but this was from my own mind and not outside influence.

I have 2 playlists for this. One is called The Pit. This is filled with sad and depressing songs. I listen to those, queue up maybe 6 or 7, and really allow myself to feel the feels.

The second is called The Climb. And this has songs in it that get progressively more feel good and happy. They start low, and eventually become very upbeat. This allows me to transition into a functioning member of society for a while.

Never underestimate how much music can touch your soul, how much it can whisper to you when no words are even being sung.

I will climb out of this pit, once I reach the bottom of it. Its a natural part of life, peaks and troughs.

As I fall down that pit once more, may the parts of me that must be shed, die. May Hel take that layer which I leave behind. When I inevitably lay at the bottom, may the deep dwarven forges strengthen my being. May the elves inspire with light and love so I may begin my climb. May my ancestors watch me in awe and shock as I recover from yet another tribulation. When i reach the top of that pit, may the winds of Hræsvelgr's wings carry me forward and propel me into new life. May this break me open, and not break me down.

22/08/2023

Thought I'd share something I wrote back in January. It's one of my favourite poems I've written. Let me know what you think :))

Poem: Sound Garments
By Ronnie Nobbs

How can one begin to describe melody
Blissful tunes that echo souls of thousands years passed
Vibrations we cause, and we hold
So the spirits can dance with bodies they never had
Memories made to surface
Of experiences never had
The beauty of sound cannot be touched, nor compared
How many messages can one convey?
With a song woven by one's whole being

Aural fabric stitches it's way through
Deep into our hearts and minds
We wear songs like garments, to share love
Yet this holds no candle to music, nor the feelings that it invokes, nor the song weavers
I bid you feel, breathe, love and hold the sounds in all their might
For in darkest days, the radiance cuts through the umbral
And carries you home from the farthest shores

Infinite possibilities, we hold creation in our hands
With music we can touch the gods, we can listen to cosmos
We can achieve anything
Motivation, transformation, reincarnation
Inspiration, determination, unification
Annihilation, ruination, devastation
It's all there, it's everywhere around us
No bad or good, only song, only sound
We must use it as we see fit, for it is ancient, long before the gods
Song is our release, so we release the song

01/06/2023

When you reach success, when you attain your goal, people may tell you to thank the gods for getting you to where you are.

The gods did not give me my current physique, the gods did not give me my current mind. They planted the seeds, I tended the garden. They have far more important things to tend to than my mere musculature and mind.

I did not offer to any of the gods to make my body better. I offered my suffering and pain to the god within myself. To the core of my being. I granted it libation, and it set to work.

I have chiseled myself out from stone, both body and mind. Every shaping strike was my own. Every strike had pain behind it, and shook me to my core. But I keep carving. I keep offering my suffering to the god within me, to climb closer to a perfection I know I'll never reach

This is not a singular goal I am working towards. This is a continuous path striving upwards on the mountain. The further I ascend, the more pain I endure and the more pain I heal from.

This mountain has no peak I could reach in a lifetime. But the closer I get to the top, the better a man I am. The more I become a man worthy of respect.

The gods guide me, and they comfort me. They teach me of my soul and how its parts work. They teach me of all that I don't know about myself. Nothing is handed to me on a plate.

The gods made it possible, but I made it real.

22/05/2023

It's crazy to believe how different of a place I'm in this year compared to last. This time last year I was mid mental breakdown cram learning all 4 of my modules in 3 weeks, stress eating my way into oblivion, not working out, feeling like the gods had abandoned me.

Now I feel much better. Still have s**t days where I feel like I can't do much. But I'm gymming 6 days a week, connecting with the gods daily, I'm on top of my courses and possibly on track to get first class grades this year.

I'm eating healthy compared to having a takeaway every night and 2 meal deals for breakfast and lunch. I'm better off financially, having money saved up rather than living loan to loan.

I'm at my lightest weight since 2020, 112.7kg today. All time low in fat mass and fat %.

And I am fu***ng proud of myself. I dug my way out of that pit I'd fallen into. I guided myself back out of it.

Thankyou to everyone who's supported me along this journey. I've got a ways to go, but f**k me am I ready for it.

- Rägnvaldr Andrewson

10/05/2023

Finally managed to change the name :))

Doing some vanir based rituals this week, gonna spend some time in nature where I get the chance to.

03/05/2023

Barring the unfortunate temporary name, this page is going to be given new life. I used to be one of the people who owned it, and now it's returned to me.

GaldrSkaldr is of course, no more. Going forward, this page will be a mini blog about my journey as a Heathen and a shaman in training :))

Many happy returns to all of you,

Verr Haill!

- Ronnie "Ragnvaldr Andrewson" Nobbs

03/05/2023

This page is now owned by Ronnie Nobbs. Don't be alarmed by the changes

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