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Category Archives: Huldúfolk
When the Gods Smile On Me
They might let me live among the elves. I’d like that. We could talk nights.
Vatnsdalshólar – Austur Húnavatnssýsla
Hey, a guy’s gotta dream, right?
The Blue Lagoon On a Sunny Day
No, not the algae-infected waste water of a geothermal energy plant in the south.
Don’t be silly. The salmon rich mouth of the Sigridstadavatn in the north.
Elf Garden in Reykjavik
Here, the human church …
… and political mythologies…
… are built on older foundations.
Life is the breath of stone.
The Dragons of Iceland
Kirkjubaer
Reykjavik
Fjarðará
Bíldudalur
Lagarfljot
Staðarskáli
Bíldudalur
Hverir (Reykjahlið)
Believing in Elves is Weird
There are either elves or not. Belief in them is not the question. The one above is in the elf city at Goðafoss. Here is another part of town watching the falls.
The point is not about perfect human-like creatures living in another realm, but about what the earth looks like when you know it so intimately you identify with it before you do so with people, including yourself. The consequences of that are profound.
Elf Power!
It’s the original green power.
This elf stone beside the road in Skagafjörður not only becomes a snowless whirlpool in the wind, but it melts whatever snow manages to get in close. Now, that’s great tech!
Shaman’s Stone
Power is where you find it.
You don’t have to take it away.
Icelandic Magic
I found this magician and his dog in Skagafjörður. 
Man, it was cold out! You can see how it has frozen them right to the bone.
Forever on Guard for Iceland
While we’ve been chatting, the ogress of Dritvik has been keeping guard to the west. 
Day in and day out, in darkness and light, with a cormorant on her head, or not, she has been guarding against the formlessness that comes in off the sea. With her troll whale companion. Never heard of a troll whale? Go to Dritvik.
Together, they watch out, for us.
This is vitally important work. I give thanks.
A Farm in Iceland 