I have a friend, Karsten, who lives in Denmark but has a little house here in Sweden where he creates unusual flowerbeds in his big garden. He is a hobby gardener, a good photographer and writes a blog about all his beautiful and often also unusual plants.
Part of Karsten's Garden |
The day before yesterday he wrote to me
on Skype and asked if I wanted to come and look at his ”Bear Ash”, as he called it, and maybe I wanted to get a branch from it to make an Ash Talking Stick, which
is a good idea as the Ash tree has an important mythological role
being the Yggdrasil, the World Tree, which is an immense mythical tree that
connects the nine worlds in Norse cosmology. The word probably means
Odin´s horse.
The ash with the fresh marks of the bear |
So yesterday I went over to him and he
showed me the big marks that a bear had made on the tree. He said
that the bear had made similar marks on many trees around his house
and this is the way that the bear shows his territory and also shows how
big he is (how high up he can make the marks). So now most of the tree had to
be taken down because it was destroyed and the upper parts of it would die anyway.
But first we went down to the lake
because he wanted to collect grit from the the shore. He is
using such grit for certain plants in his garden.
I parked the car on the side of the narrow gravel road and he took his empty bucket and walked down to the lake while I was still searching for my things in the car. When I was about to walk away I heard a loud and clear sound that was the same rhythmic sound as that from a big, heavy person walking at a normal speed on sand or gravel. Crunch...crunch...crunch...crunch.... almost like the slow sound of a rattle.
I looked up and down on the road, but
there was nobody. The sound was very clear and very loud so I
thought that maybe it was my phone that had started to make noise. I
picked it up but there was no sound from it. I looked on the road
again and the sound was very high and very near, it was ”all around me”. I thought that there
might be some other technical device in my bag, that had started to
make noise, but just when I thought of searching for it in the bag the
noise suddenly stopped!
I went down to the lake where I swam
around for a while and I also took some photos of Karsten collecting
his grit. I told him about the strange sound and he said that it was
probably a ghost.
”No!” I said, ”this was a strong, real and
clear sound”, but he meant that people who have hallucinations
usually say so!
Later in the evening, by a campfire,
he said that ”I have heard that the Red Indians really appreciate people who have
hallucinations” and he continued to tease me (he likes to be
provocative): ”Fantastic that you have such good hallucinations, I
am impressed!” and then he laughed!
When the sun went down behind the trees
we went up on the mountain and visited Bertil, an old ”forest man”
and hunter, who ”knows everything” about the forest (except for
the Latin names!) He and Karsten drank some whisky and after a
while, I told the story about the strange noise that I had heard by
the lake.
Bertil immediately said:
”That was a bear! That is the typical sound of a bear!” and then he added ”If you meet a bear you should make yourself as small as possible to show that you have no intention of fighting. And of course not try to run away from it!”
Bertil immediately said:
”That was a bear! That is the typical sound of a bear!” and then he added ”If you meet a bear you should make yourself as small as possible to show that you have no intention of fighting. And of course not try to run away from it!”
We came back to Karsten´s garden at twilight (which is almost in the middle of the night in summer in Sweden) and
I managed to take some tiny branches before I had to escape from the
swarm of little gnats that surrounded my head. I think that a Talking Stick made
from that tree could get the name Walking Bear. But they are also to be associated with Yggdrasil which
is excellent for a Nordic Talking Stick. The Bear reminds us
of the strength of being grounded.
When I had written this I noticed that I had forgotten to take a photo of the ash, so I drove back to the garden. After a while, Karsten said: "Hear! Did you hear? That is a raven! So now you have all your symbolism! Both Yggdrasil, a bear and a raven!"
The raven is the bird that is together with Odin. He has two of them, Hugin and Munin.
When I had written this I noticed that I had forgotten to take a photo of the ash, so I drove back to the garden. After a while, Karsten said: "Hear! Did you hear? That is a raven! So now you have all your symbolism! Both Yggdrasil, a bear and a raven!"
The raven is the bird that is together with Odin. He has two of them, Hugin and Munin.
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