Today I did galdr with Nauðiz.
Today I cleansed with the Eldest Ancestor, Fire. Today’s galdr was held before my altar to Rúnatýr and the Runevaettir. When I lit the candle, a white seven day candle, I made the Fire Prayer and thanked the Eldest Ancestor for cleansing me, purifying me for the work ahead. I then sat the candle on the ground in front of me throughout the galdr.
In the first galdr in the round I was shown flint and steel coming together, sparks showering over collected tinder. My voice was croaking and throaty. I was in a snowy forest, and had dried tinder, and then larger pieces in the small circle of stones I had collected. I had larger pieces waiting beside the fireplace. The next galdr I was shown a firebow, the bow spinning in the board and a little coal smoking, being set to tinder, and fire coming up to eat the tinder, lapping against small sticks. The last galdr of the first round I was shown a small hand lighter lighting a cooking fire, a grill from the looks of it.
I passed the candle around myself and thanked Fire for cleansing me, and breathed deeply to prepare for the next round of galdr. The first galdr of this round my voice was warm. I saw fire in an ancient style tent, in a longhouse, and in a fireplace. The second galdr of the second round, I saw food cooking in different places: a campfire, a hearthfire, and a modern grill. The third galdr of this round I saw various things being preserved in smoke such as meat and vegetables and fish, and then it moved into a good-sized pipe, not too long but certainly not small, being smoked.
Again, I passed the candle around myself and thanked Fire for cleansing me. I breathed in and prepared for the last round of galdr. This time my voice was croaking and low, almost hissing. I could feel that this was the ways to deprive someone of what they needed, and each part of this round I saw different things denied to people. The fire in the hearth was cold and would not light. The fire was dead in the campfire and the food could not cook. The people gathered around a fire and another person was left in the cold, backs turned to him. Another vision and a door was shut and bolted against someone. The sparks would not light, the tinder would not catch. Hunger and cold, and freezing water. Disease in water. Then, as I finished the last part of the final galdr, I felt warmth again, and the candle before me seemed to glow a bit brighter. It was Nauðiz was reassuring me.
I cleansed with the candle as before, thanking it for cleansing me. I then did my usual prayers to Rúnatýr and the Runevaettir, asking the Eldest Ancestor to help me come back to normal space as I blew out the candle, thanking the Eldest Ancestor. Next time I will snuff the candle; it is more respectful.