Angrboða/ Gullveig Prayer
Sage of darkness, Sapient of the otherworld,
Matron of decay, Empress of demise,
Breath born of lies and deceit.
Bathed in the moonlight of the Ironwoods,
Embers of the blackened heart sustain,
The outcast find sanctuary,
welcomed, accepted, embraced,
We find ourselves in your presence.
Eternal Mother, Guardian of the Exiled,
Matron of Rejects, Lady of the forsaken,
We find community in desolation.
Illuminating the darkness with fires of defiance,
The wolf and the serpent envelop us,
Pain, sadness and discontent burns away,
Trees of the Ironwood protect us,
Hope, ambition, rebellion are left in the ashes,
The pale face of death reminds us there is still work to be done.
We are needed, we are loved and we belong.
Hail Gullveig, wise one, old one, first one.
Hail Angrboða, bright one, loud one, fierce one.