Yggdrasil's Roots Kindred

I know it's been a while since anything was posted. I'm not great on keeping up on this stuff. But things will start to pick up around here.

Today's post isn't really Asatru related but people related. This is something that shouldn't have happened regardless of belief. I'll be getting back on our normal topic soon.

Today is a sad day for some of us as tragedy has struck the community we live in. With some of our members having attachments to the fire services this becomes harder.

Yesterday one of our community fire fighters was shot and killed while responding to a medical call. That fire fighter was a 14 year veteran of the fire department. A police officer and a civilian were also shot in this incident. Their conditions haven't been reported yet. The investigation is ongoing at this time. But some early reports indicate that the shooter was arrested at the scene but the police have yet to confirm this.

At this time we ask all of you to raise your horn in honor of the many first responders who answer the call. They leave behind families and loved ones to protect their community. That alone makes them worthy of our respect. But when one of them passes because of something like this it is a tragedy. So please honor them.

To my knowledge no donations or gofundme type of arrangements are in place for those who would like to go that route to show their support and that's not what I'm asking for. Just keep them in your hearts and in your minds because they never know when their next call could be their last.

Winters Dance

The world quiets around us,
The sun hides from us.
The ground doesn't grow,
The birds do not sing.
Huddled close around a fire,
Its warmth keeping us safe.
Unknowingly we are bound,
Need for comfort.
While at first we were quiet,
Our laughter soon does sing.
The tales of the once was,
And romances begin.
Within this space here,
Many do gather.
Talking and laughing,
Moving throughout the circle.
This is the winters dance,
One seen every year.
And yet no dance,
Is ever been the same.
Join me now my brethren,
There is still room to spare.
Lots of wonders for the little ones,
And secrets to be shared