Rán is the Norse goddess of storms, and the wife of the sea god Aegir. She rules over the realm of the dead which is situated on the bottom of the ocean. She sinks ships and collects drowned sailors in her nets and takes them to her hall where she tenderly ministers them (drowned persons neither go to Valhalla nor to Helheim). With Aegir she is the mother of nine daughters (their names are poetic terms for different characteristics of waves), who wore white robes and veils. Sailors often carried gold or other jewels in case their boat sunk to offer and please the goddess.
Not to diss on Northern European mythologies but can we seriously have some fuckin’ recognition that there are religions and mythologies that are not Greek? Why the fuck did I learn about the Greeks 6 times but we never fucking talked about Africa or Central America or South America or Asia or even really the mythologies and beliefs of Native peoples of North America?
Elegua is my santo. Was raised santero by my abuelita.
literally had a conversation with a fellow grad student about how, once you go past like $70,000 in loans, it’s not a big deal to take out $10, even $50,000 more because “we’re never gonna pay it off in our lifetime” anyway
Who shall call them from the grey twilight, the forgotten people? The heir of him to whom the oath they swore. From the North shall he come. Need shall drive him. He shall pass the door to the Paths of the Dead.