Questenbaum: this symbol was made of twigs and oak leafs though it is also believed that there was a graphical version of it, according to some sources it represented war, order, and organized society, though a more plausible explanation is that it was originally a fertility symbol that was used during the Spring celebrations; it was probably an alternative version of the Maytree or Maypole, which was raised during this celebrations, the custom of raising a Questenbaum is still practiced in some rural areas of Germany where it is also raised during the Spring celebrations. This symbol may also have been related to the Suncross.
Each year an event celebrated since the dawn of proto-Indo-European man takes place, that event and ritual’s the Winter Solstice and it’s at that cycle in the year that I age. Today I am a year older and it just so happens that my little brother returned from Florida I believe it was quite early this morning it was then and there that he offered me a fine gift.
As intended I woke up an hour before dawn, got dressed, had a quick breakfast, took my khukri, and went hiking in the woods and just after entering them I passed by deer and briefly kept both my distance and eye contact with one.
The weather can be described as thus, at first there was light snow, then it became closer to rain and it fell heavily and I was caught in it, my face was often beaten with the falling snow and the rain, my hair which was both braided and dry, became drenched, and for the remainder of my excursion kept itself in a state of near congealment as was my mustache.
The hike itself lasted just under three hours and I took advantage for a few workouts in the hills and woodland. When I returned I set my coat to dry, unbound, and brushed my mane, disrobed and proceeded for a cleansing. After this I had a second breakfast with percolated coffee, got on here and even at this moment my legs are no longer buckled from the strain of hills, snow, brushes, and heather.
However this must be said when the sun rose, the winter sun it caused my heart to burn and shine - I am the winter fire.
Last year I also did this as I did the year before that and the year before that, suffice to say it’s close to my heart and a part of me in more ways than one, a tradition.
