I will endeavor to give a brief overview of each rune’s meaning and associations, as well as a story to illustrate some of the rune’s archetypal nature. This article will be dedicated to the Wyrd Rune.
The traditional runes of the Elder Futhark are divided into three groupings of eight, each group is under the rulership of one of the Norse Gods: Freyja, Heimdall, and Tyr.
Given the cyclic nature of mystical wisdom, with the same lesson being taught over and over again from different perspectives, this is not a surprising division. Also given the proto-caste system that infused Norse culture consisting of thralls, slaves; farmers and craftsmen, freemen; and the ruling nobility of wealthy landowners and kings, Karls and Jarls, one can see parallels to the society at large.
The Wyrd Rune
Special Note: This rune is a modern addition. I find it useful, but if it suits you better, you can remove it from your personal Futhark. I will say that a living magical system will evolve. This rune, in my opinion, is a logical extension of that evolution.
- Name ‑ WYRD
- Meaning ‑ FATE
- Planetary Rulership ‑ THE PART OF FORTUNE
- Gemstone ‑ OPAL
- Association words: Fate, The Norns, Karma
The Norns are the three aspects of time past, present, and future. This rune is ambiguous because it might be pointing to a Karmic reward or punishment. There is that which is of the irrevocable in its nature. You earned it; you get it.
The rune can also be saying that you have no right to know this information; be careful when interpreting it not to color the outlook with your own desires. Also remember time is a flow with each aspect affecting the others. Which part of the current the querent is in effects, how they will view the events.
What can seem a great tragedy in the present may turn out to be something wonderful in the future.
As a personal exemplar of this, when my first fiancé left me, I was devastated. My world had come to an end. Three years later, I met my wife, who suited me much better. Thirty-five years later, my wife and I are still together, but only because I endured the pain of that earlier breakup. Thus, what appeared to be a great evil to me personally turned into an astounding good.
I came to a fair land amidst the roots of an Ash tree that stretches higher than the eye can see. A cave opens by one of the roots and singing issues from it. It is a song of the ages containing all that has ever been, is and will be. I creep closer to the cave and look in.
Before me stand three women, one a maid, newly come to her womanhood. One a mother, fair of face and graved with child, and one a handsome crone, with lines of wisdom carved in her face. The maid spins a thread binding tight the strands of wool. The mother measures the thread, and the crone cuts the thread, then the three bind it into an unfished tapestry that hangs on the wall. The tapestry depicts deeds great and terrible. Kindness and cruelty. I see myself there. All my actions blended with the threads of others, making a whole.
The three sing as they work, and their work is destiny. Their song, the story of all.
This is the cave of the Norns. Urd, Verdandi, and Skuld, who know and set the story of days. Past, present, and future, eternally one, and eternally one flowing into the next.