Twelfth Night, better known in modern times as New Year' s Eve, is one of the few rituals that I keep short, and to the point. I thank the Gods and Goddesses for all Their help over the past year, ( They have helped me more than I could ever praise Them for ), and ask Them for Their continued assistance in the upcoming year. I thank Mundilfari, who K.C. Hulsman calls the " time - turner ", Mani for his phases of waxing and waning that for millennium has helped us "see" time as well as "feel" the passing of time. His ability to raise and lower our great ocean' s tides is a great testament to His mighty power. I also honor great and wonderful Sunna, who through the use of stone monuments, and even something as simple as a stick, our ancestors have used for Her great beams of light, or the shadows cast by them to mark the passing of time. Her warmth resides not only in the heat She radiates, but in the warmth that Her glow embeds in our hearts and our souls. Kveldulf Gundarsson in his book, " Teutonic Religion", states that this ritual should take place at sunrise, but I prefer to perform the ritual just before midnight.
I also make one oath, ( I always make sure that it is something that I can fulfill ), to the Gods and Goddesses, which I write on a piece of paper, and then burn in a brazier so that it remains a secret between myself and our wonderful deities. I do perform one ancient custom on this night, and that is the burning of the Yule wreath. Doing this marks the end of the time that the dead walk among us. This Yule time ritual ceremonially marks the end of the Yule season and the beginning of the new year. I celebrate Yule longer than the ancients do so for me this is not actually the end of Yule, but I do this to honor my ancestors and their ancient traditions. The Yule wreath, which you are supposed to soak in 100% proof alcohol first, is usually fairly dry by this point and burns with ease.
Then my friends it is party time !!! Open the Mead, Schnapps, or whatever your preference is, and fill your horn to the rim with liquid joy. My preference is Jagermeister ! Good drink, good food, and the company of cherished friends is what the rest of the night is all about. May the Gods and Goddesses bless you all this day and every day during the upcoming year ! Be well my friends !!
Glenn Bergen ( Ravensheart )
Oath Night has now come, it is time for us to pledge,
The purification bowl is ready, as is the knife' s edge.
As I stand before the consecrated altar, to take a sacred oath,
I am aware of their holy presence, Gods and ancestors both.
I look through the earthly altar, try to see what lies beyond,
In the vastness of the void, I will find them and make a bond.
I speak Tru words to the Gods, for the moment I must endow,
So that Var will bless me, when She hears my humble vow.
I speak clearly and concisely, to be certain that I am heard,
Make sure that I tell Her, that I will keep to my every word.
I write my pledge on parchment, and place it in the bowl,
Then cover it in my life's blood, and seal it with my soul.
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2014.