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Are You Being Breathed? Musing On The Os Rune

8/17/2015

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Are you breathing or are you being breathed?  
Os makes me think of such things.
When I was a little girl and I got really upset with my mother I’d threaten her with these words: ‘well, then, I’m just going to hold my breath until I die.’  She’d smile and say, ‘go ahead and try it.  It won’t work.’
So even if I fainted and fell over, I'd start to breathe again.  Was that because my ancestors weren’t finished breathing me?
Life on earth, as a human, separate from your mother, begins with an in breath and ends with an out breath.
At the time of birth does one of your ancestors decide to breathe into your new little body and inspire you?  And then continue breathing you until the moment of your death.  Do you stop breathing or does your ancestor stop?
Os also speaks to me about the waters in an estuary.  Is the water of the river being pulled by the ocean or is the river pushing its way in?  And what about the dance of turbulence and chaos that swirls around when the tidal waters rise and fall?  These questions often take me to Laguz so I listen to that sound of that rune as well.
Our breath is also the way we speak.  When Os appears in a reading or shows itself in other ways, do you ever ponder the power that exists in the connection of your breath and the spoken word?  Is it true that once the word is spoken it can never be returned?
The story of the Mead of Poetry is the story of how the gods fashioned an exceedingly wise man from their own spittle.  It’s the story of how this man Kvasir came to be killed and how his blood, mixed with honey, formed a divine mead that inspired all who drank it.  And it’s a story of how even more beings lost their lives because of the greed that surrounded desire.
Do you create with your breath and words or do you destroy? 
Do you share the poetic mead fermented from god spittle and blood? 



you breathe me
Os
the in and out
of all things
will you share
the poetic mead
fermented
from god spittle and blood
once
the word is spoken
it can never be returned


This original rune poem by Ingrid Kincaid was first published in her limited edition, handmade rune book (un) familiar.

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What wisdom do the runes have to share with you personally?  What could shift and change in your life by listening to their messages?
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