King Frodi



King Frodi

Every person you touch and love -
Every person you connect with,
Opens a channel of energy from heart to heart
Mind to mind, and soul to soul;
Of rivers carrying emotions and thoughts,
Blessings and curses.

These channels merge and span out,
Creating a network or web around each of us.
None of us are alone. None of us are isolated.
Even in running away, we still have the
Nauthiz inside us for connection.

The hermit secludes himself in the woods,
Thinking he is safe, but he only prolongs his fate;
Staying weak in his kingdom of ice and stone.
It is the brave who face the tempest
Day by day, knowing that the energies which
Pass over their bodies are not always their own;
Who are the ones to build a resistance to chaos.

It is the generous ones, who learn the magic of Fehu;
The ability to transmute energy from one form into another
The gain the ability to turn chaos into order:
Right Giving and Right Mind leading to the growth of Fehu in the body.

As cows in the field convert sun and wight into meat and milk
So does Fehu in the body convert murk into bright.
Knowing the right way of the self,
And guarding the treasures of the heart
Leads a man to know who he can be generous with
And who to leave alone.
For each one of us is connected in this web of life.
A wise man knows that the thoughts
Of his enemies will soon return to the doors of his mind.
A wise man knows this and prepares

Like good King Frodi who was generous with all who came to him
And he ruled as a wise and powerful king.
The wealth of his kingdom stands as a lesson
For all of us wanderers to choose bright thoughts
Instead of the murky minds of chaos and fear
To fight the evils of this world
With a bright and generous heart.

- Christina Marvel

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