Asatru, probably better known as Odinism these days, can unite almost all reactionaries, whether pagan or Christian. There’s a lot Christians can learn from Odinism, even though we believe the religious elements to be myth. Asatru remains a depository of ancient wisdom, and in a way, the European can never truly forget Odin. We preserve Odin as “Santa Claus” and whenever we depict God we tend to make Him an old man with a long white beard – basically we imprint God onto a depiction of Odin.
I’m covered in tattoos depicting Norse mythology, and I believe that the real gist of Asatru is honor. It’s more about who you are than what you believe. The Vikings believed that only a death in combat could ensure ascension to Folkvangr or Valhalla, as Christians believe only a death in Christ leads to heaven, and that Christ makes us honorable human beings, and even honorable warriors as the Crusaders knew but many namby pamby modern Christians would deny or downplay. Christians are sanctified, which means they are basically ennobled throughout their Christian life by Christ, and the followers of Asatru, just like the followers of the Greco-Roman pantheon as well, sought to directly imitate the gods and become more like them. The Vikings and Greeks worshipped their gods in the gym and through war. The Christian can look to Christ for sanctification, and endeavor to become more Christlike through study, application of principle and conquering oneself in pursuit of martial and physical prowess. We’re supposed to worship God in all we do, yet the pagans of Europe who didn’t even worship the true God arguably did a better job at constantly worshipping their gods than most Christians do. Worship isn’t just something you do on a Sunday morning for the first thirty minutes of church. We worship through all actions, including war making if it’s done in His name and for a holy purpose.
Instead of there being a rift in the reactionary world between Christians and pagans, we can at least unite around common principles and learn from one another. Christians at least can learn from the pagans, and our example can minister to them and perhaps inspire them to follow the true God, rather than myth. Additionally, the old pantheons are our history, and we honor our ancestors and our heritage by preserving them, the wisdom in their mythos and the beauty of the artwork that was inspired by the old gods. We can be inspired to reach for greater levels of nobility and honor as human beings by the Norse gods and the courage of our Viking ancestors.
Cliché Came out of its Cage – By C.S. Lewis
You said ‘The world is going back to Paganism’.
Oh bright Vision! I saw our dynasty in the bar of the House
Spill from their tumblers a libation to the Erinyes,
And Leavis with Lord Russell wreathed in flowers, heralded with flutes,
Leading white bulls to the cathedral of the solemn Muses
To pay where due the glory of their latest theorem.
Hestia’s fire in every flat, rekindled, burned before
The Lardergods. Unmarried daughters with obedient hands
Tended it By the hearth the white-armd venerable mother
Domum servabat, lanam faciebat. at the hour
Of sacrifice their brothers came, silent, corrected, grave
Before their elders; on their downy cheeks easily the blush
Arose (it is the mark of freemen’s children) as they trooped,
Gleaming with oil, demurely home from the palaestra or the dance.
Walk carefully, do not wake the envy of the happy gods,
Shun Hubris. The middle of the road, the middle sort of men,
Are best. Aidos surpasses gold. Reverence for the aged
Is wholesome as seasonable rain, and for a man to die
Defending the city in battle is a harmonious thing.
Thus with magistral hand the Puritan Sophrosune
Cooled and schooled and tempered our uneasy motions;
Heathendom came again, the circumspection and the holy fears …
You said it. Did you mean it? Oh inordinate liar, stop.
Or did you mean another kind of heathenry?
Think, then, that under heaven-roof the little disc of the earth,
Fortified Midgard, lies encircled by the ravening Worm.
Over its icy bastions faces of giant and troll
Look in, ready to invade it. The Wolf, admittedly, is bound;
But the bond wil1 break, the Beast run free. The weary gods,
Scarred with old wounds the one-eyed Odin, Tyr who has lost a hand,
Will limp to their stations for the Last defence. Make it your hope
To be counted worthy on that day to stand beside them;
For the end of man is to partake of their defeat and die
His second, final death in good company. The stupid, strong
Unteachable monsters are certain to be victorious at last,
And every man of decent blood is on the losing side.
Take as your model the tall women with yellow hair in plaits
Who walked back into burning houses to die with men,
Or him who as the death spear entered into his vitals
Made critical comments on its workmanship and aim.
Are these the Pagans you spoke of? Know your betters and crouch, dogs;
You that have Vichy water in your veins and worship the event
Your goddess History (whom your fathers called the strumpet Fortune).