In a perfect world I could have held my father's Asatru funeral rite on the same day as his funeral. We, however, live in a Christian world where this would not have been seen as appropriate, and therefore it was not possible. So the next morning, ( Early ), I gathered up everything I needed and headed back to the cemetery.......
At 6 A.M. there was no one around to bother me, so I was able to perform the funeral rite in relative peace, and without incident. My rituals are written in a black book that looks very much like a Christian bible, so I am seldom bothered while performing rituals outdoors. I guess they figure I am just another Christian minister ! Because the grave had just been filled in there were a number of rocks on the surface, which I used to make the outline of a Viking longship around the grave. On the bottom of the "ship" I used runestones to spell out my father's name. I then poured mead into two horns, consecrated the whole area with my Thor's hammer, and asked the land wights to respect this ritual area. I then called to the Gods, Goddesses and my ancestors. I then read from the Eddas the passages pertaining to Balder's funeral, and then the lines from Havamal: " Cattle die, kinsmen die, etc... I then spoke directly to the Gods and Goddesses, and my father. These words will never be written or spoken again. ( Just as no one knows what Odin whispered into Balder's ear at his funeral ) I then toasted the Gods, Goddesses, my ancestors, my mother,( died 2005 ), and of course my father. I made sure that nothing remained in the horn. My father always said it was a shame to waste good alcohol. I then recited my favorite poem about death, and slowly poured the 2nd horn's contents over the grave. I then thanked the Gods, Goddesses, and my ancestors for coming. I ended the rite by reciting the final passages of Voluspa about the rebirth of Earth, Asgard, and the return of Balder.
Some may wonder why I would honor a Christian, he was baptized in the Dutch Reformed Church, with an Asatru funeral ritual. My answer to that is a simple one. My father never belonged to any Christian church as an adult, and never discussed religion in any way, shape, or form with anybody. He was a man, in my eyes, with no allegiance to any religion. He was, however, very interested and proud of our Scandinavian heritage, and I therefore felt it was appropriate to send him off to our Gods and Goddesses. In any case he was a very good and decent person, and I wanted to treat him, in death, the way he always treated me in life, with respect .
Go with Odin's wisdom, Freyja's love, and Thor's protection !