Hail, Huntress of the snow and ice!Hail, wife of Njord the sea-god Who would not compromise with anyone,Nor live on the shore near the sea-birds Rather than your beloved snowy mountains.
We who struggle between the tracks
Left by Your winter sleigh,
We whose bloody marks You track,
Skillful in your cold eye,
We hail you, Mistress of Survival!
Etin-bride of winter, Your cloak
Spreads white over the fields,
The icy wind Your breath,
White wolf in the snow,
Lady of the crisp clean starry sky
Over the frozen tundra.
On this day as I say my Farrell to you Queen of Winter. I wish to thank for each moment we have shared. And for being the first one to to introduce me to Odin.
For teaching me Hygee during the Winter months.

Hail, Huntress of the snow and ice!
Hail, wife of Njord the sea-god
Who would not compromise with anyone,
Nor live on the shore near the sea-birds
Rather than your beloved snowy mountains.
We who struggle between the tracks
Left by Your winter sleigh,
We whose bloody marks You track,
Skillful in your cold eye,
We hail you, Mistress of Survival!
Etin-bride of winter, Your cloak
Spreads white over the fields,
The icy wind Your breath,
White wolf in the snow,
Lady of the crisp clean starry sky over the frozen tundra
Teach us of the narrow edge between living and dying, and of that struggle, and the cold, naked truth that it reveals. catch us naked in the snow, Lady, we shall bare our throats to your wisdom and count
ourselves lucky.

On the 19th, I will hold a blot to you and to Uller. In this time of transition I am rembering your lessons this winter and my hears gratitude.
You taught me how to survive winter with Seasonal Affective Disorder. For this I thank You! Hail Skadi!


 

Hail Skadi!
Hail, Huntress of the snow and ice!
Hail, wife of Njord the sea-god
Who would not compromise with anyone,
Nor live on the shore near the
sea-birds
Rather than your beloved snowy mountains.
We who struggle between the tracks
Left by Your winter sleigh,
We whose bloody marks You track,
Skillful in your cold eye,
We hail you, Mistress of Survival!
Etin-bride of winter, Your cloak Spreads white over the fields,
The icy wind Your breath,
White wolf in the snow,
Lady of the crisp clean starry sky
Over the frozen tundra
Teach us of the narrow edge between Living and dying, and of that struggle,
And the cold, naked truth that it reveals.
Catch us naked in the snow, Lady,We shall bare our throats to your wisdom And count ourselves lucky. 
Thank you for all the gifts you bring. For the moment of stillness and quite. For that time to look fully and honestly in to the face of the naked truth that all things must go through a death in order reborn... that hardship is a fact of life and that it is necessary to build strength and make us healthy.Hail Skadi

Thank you Skadi, for being the Matron of my kindred
For lighting our hearts amidst the cold days
and for being the inspiration of the men who serve you

Hail Skadi!!

Hail, Huntress of the snow and ice!
Hail, wife of Njord the
sea-god.
Who would not compromise
with anyone,
Nor live on the shore near the sea-birds
Rather than your beloved
snowy mountains.
We who struggle between
the tracks.
Left by Your winter
sleigh,
We whose bloody marks You track,
Skillful in your cold eye,
We hail you, Mistress of Survival!

Etin-bride of winter, Your
cloak
Spreads white over the
fields,
The icy wind Your breath,
White wolf in the snow,
Lady of the crisp clean
starry sky.

Over the frozen tundra
Teach us of the narrow
edge between
Living and dying, and of
that struggle,
And the cold, naked truth
that it reveals.
Catch us naked in the snow, Lady,
We shall bare our throats
to your wisdom
And count ourselves lucky.

I realize now I have run
from you because I did not understand you or your gifts.

I am glad we finally are at peace!
I am so grateful for your reminder that rest, taking stock of where I am and rejuvination every winter. and to build endurance for rough times! Thank You!