28 responses to “My fylgja”

1. I love this!!!

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2. I enjoyed my read here, Bjorn. Your picture find is great also, it seems to fit your Fylgja description well.
   My Fylgja has a near human form, I never see her in full light. She is most always ahead of me but sometimes she is overhead. I have never fallen in a crack and only in a ravine once, the time she thought I could navigate it, so I know she is good and knows her stuff in guiding my path. She must be ferocious as ofttimes wild animals or desperado type people all of a sudden turn and run from me. I’ve never been mugged or shot.
   ..

   • This is interesting, Jim! You should write a poem about her if you’re inspired to and link it up! 🙂

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4. Just loved this. So special.

5. Sweet, fanciful and I love how you meet in dreams, and the protection you give — lovely photo, too. Thanks for sharing your Bear.

   • John Bauer was a wonderful painter. I grew up with his fairytale illustrations … this is one of many.

6. Touching piece.
   Mighty bear
   how can it
   be we only meet
   within my dream? – thats grand writing. But the whole piece is perfect as a whole, liking the info at the end too.

7. How fun. In American Indian tradition, we each have 5 totems–or is it six. One for each direction, one overall. I did learn mine a while back.

8. I am fascinated by one’s native mythology, and so love how you wove that into this piece, Bjorn!

9. I love your bear!!!!!! and your tenderness to him…….maybe on one of your journeys into the wild, he will appear………I feel him coming closer……….here is a smile. My sister used to take the dogs down a steep path to the river, before they got too old, to a place where the water pooled deeply and fish were plentiful. Bears and eagles like that spot just as much, and one day she heard a bear in the bushes. She cautiously peeked around one side of a bush, and came face to face with a bear, who was cautiously peering around the bush back at her. LOL. They both went EEK! and departed in different directions. The bears are not too dangerous around here – unless they feel threatened, generally, they prefer to avoid us when they can.

   • I love that meeting with the bear… and yes I would be a great meeting… but I would probably run too…

10. Even reading without a close knowledge of Norse mythology, this is enchanting.

11. Incongruous that the little (crowned) girl would be comforting the big bear. Wonderful write.

    • John Bauer has made many many similar illustrations…

      • Didn’t know your name meant bear. I’ll look up John Bauer.

12. That’s such a warm piece. How the totem becomes something cared about and there is a connection of spirit… Lovely! 🙂
    -HA

13. Your closing brings tears to my eyes, Bjorn…truly, I love how you flip up the perception on whom is protecting who…

    I looked up, “Fylgja” I didn’t know its meaning…”Norse mythology, a fylgja is a spirit who accompanies a person in connection to their fate or fortune. The word, fylgja (or plural fylgjur) means “to accompany” .

    Thank you, for bringing me a new word and a wonderful poem and perfect image to accompany.

    • Yes indeed it’s the same origin as follow, and the fact that spirit could be in an animal’s shape (also reflected in a name) is a very interesting connection to the concept of a totem.

      • Indeed! I’m a bit jealous…I wish I had a name that does this! 🙂

14. The bear is such a powerful animal, rich in lore and myth.. How lucky you are to have this totem.

15. A bear is so like you Bjorn it doesn’t surprise me!

16. Your totem brings strength, courage..I wonder if your dreams are actually visions…The growing place of intuition.

17. Bear: your name and now shared as your totem. This is a very encouraging story in your journeying

    Much love…

    P.S. I’m happy you dropped in to read mine

18. This was a perfect – you have brought honor to your totem and the bear brings strength and healing. I met a bear as a small girl. I was riding my bike and a bear had been spotted around, he swam across the river from the mountain area. Anyway, here I am pedaling and I come across this bear strolling down the street. I stopped as I wanted to see him. He wasn’t large, but a bear is a bear. I still remember that feeling of adrenaline flowing through my veins. I went home and told my grandmother I met a bear and she smiled and said “what did the bear say” and to this day, I honor the bear. I remember you telling me your name meant bear and I thought how appropriate as I will always converse with a bear.

19. I can’t help thinking of “filia.” My father’s blood, his totem. I’m limited to this cloud. But have the luck of humor – it lifts, eventually I will see your bear, cub, and nurturing kindness.

20. wow great art you make me fall in love with nature

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