The God Odin - Stones of Power
There are many legends and tales that circulate regarding the most powerful of all Norse Gods. Rumors echo through the world pertaining to the limits of his power. The universe itself acknowledges his wisdom. Gods and Goddess of many races bow down to his untamed ability.
On a dark thundery night, soldiers lined the battle field; sleeping restlessly through the night as thunder and lightning crash above their tents. It looked as if these tents were in rows that lasted miles. Tents stretched in both directions covering the rolling hills. In the center of brigade was an old withered up tree, reaching about 40 feet in the air. It almost seemed like at any moment, the wind was going to rip it right out of the ground. Near the trunk of the tree laid a young tan colored man with his back against the tree, as he dropped his hat over his eyes. Water rolled off his helmet and splashed in his lap. The next day, this young man, would become one of the lands' strongest magicians.
As he lay there dreaming, lighting struck the tree. His physical body stayed asleep, but he suddenly becomes conscious. This place he is conscious at is that of nothingness; no sounds, no light, no breath, no heartbeat, just consciousness. He realizes he is safe, but yet shows a nervous look. A bright light appears. The light is blinding to the point he can’t directly look at it, so he shy's away and screams “What is this”. The Light deeply rumbles back, “Odin, Father of the Gods, protector of wisdom.“ The young man sacredly stuttered back, "Where am I? am I dead? What did I do.” The voice responds, "tomorrow is your chance to do what we sent you here for. Do not question me, do not hesitate. Beneath the tree you sleep under I have blessed you with 33 stones. These stones will connect us directly. Use them wisely."
The solider wakes up suddenly to all-out war; swords clashing the faces of shields, arrows whistling through the rain drops, thunder clashing in the skies. He drops to his knees and frantically starts digging at the roots of the tree, mud splashing in his eyes. Soldiers fighting around him continuously trample him, submerging him briefly in the mud. He tussles free and digs faster and faster. As he begins to think its just a dream, he hits something. A small golden pouch, perfectly in every way. He reaches in grabs a stone and squeezes it. Lightning strikes him immediately. Then a bang heard by every solider freezes the battlefield. He begins to hoover in the air, putting of electric waves and lightning bolts as if he was a God. Before they could stop fighting, soldiers from both sides fall to their knees in worship of the God made before their eyes.
Find a large tree, place the Odin Stone in your right hand, and meditate there for at least 30 minutes. Doing this will help you connect to the consciousness of the God Odin. You can perform this practice as often as you like.
Note: Only 20 of these stones remain in existence. The other 13 were used up by great magicians in the past who needed vast amounts of power.