Barbarian Spirit

Heraklean Path
Home
Cimmerian Currents
Celtic Currents
Christian Path
Heraklean Path
Heyoka Path
Nordic Path
Olympian Path
Totemic Path
Urban Path
Unholy Grail
The World Serpent
Contact
Site Map

tn_hercules_statue_at_powis_castle_1.jpg

As a youth I entertained a recurring fantasy, a powerful waking dream that I knew was very important, though I couldn't quite say why.

I glimpsed the top of a mountain, shrouded in darkness and further obscured by mist. Hovering on high, I could discern the ruins of an ancient Greek temple in the timeless twilight. I waited alone, formless in the silence.In time a lone figure, powerfully built and clad in the skin of a lion, made his way towards the abandoned temple. His hair and beard were still mostly brown, though streaked with white and gray. In his right hand he wielded a knobby club studded with bronze.

My consciousness entered this figure and henceforth I saw through his eyes.I knew that I was now Herakles, son of Zeus and progenitor of my line.Entering the fallen structure, I moved through it unerringly until I reached a rectangular stone table, an altar to gods long forgotten.

Upon the altar was an antique horn, 'from a heavenly bull' I told myself. It was of monstrous size and etched with arcane glyphs. Some of the etchings were inlaid with silver. I put down my club, then cautiously lifted the artefact to my lips, blowing into the smaller end with all my strength. The bellowing call echoed through the firmaments.Horn still in hand, I then exited the temple and peered purposefully into the murky skies near where I myself once hovered. I could detect faint presences, spirits that had answered my summons who would help me in carrying out my Olympian mission.Some took on form while others remained formless, but this I knew... all who responded would assist me with ushering in a new Age of Heroes.

The Age of Heroes: a time when people strove to actualize their full potential and embody the Highest they could conceive. An age when individuals and groups would, through their actions, share their divine gifts with their communities and transform the world . Though it has taken decades, this metaphorical vision is now becoming a reality. I would like to thank everyone who helped launch The Age of Heroes and I look forward to meeting those who will help further anchor it into the world.

handa.jpg

Within us all is a unique Greatness. All of us were granted divine gifts at birth. And a grand Destiny lies ahead for anyone willing to follow their path. The Age of the Victim is finally over. The Age of Heroes has begun.

The Way of the Hero posits that one must utilize one's unique strengths to make one's immediate world a better place. One need not be perfect either. Are not the heroes that inspire us often tragically flawed? Does this prevent them from attempting, and accomplishing, great things?

The Age of Heroes has harnessed the creative energy and focused the attention of many heroic individuals with radically diverse backgrounds over the years: We've had barbarians and wizards, CSWs and PhDs, educators and entertainers, interns and techies, service providers and service recipients, Olympians, devout Catholics, Jewish mystics, born-again Christians, die-hard Agnostics, Wiccans, neo-Pagans and UFO abductees working together on improving our overall quality of life.

We even had two vampires, a werewolf and a couple of Satanists occasionally lending a hand. As with the Argonaut expedition of old, the children of many different (and often warring) gods joined together with noteworthy mortals to do something both fantastic and memorable.

Currently we are launching Mythic Initiatives in Northeastern Pennsylvania under the banner of Hercules Invictus. We would love it if you could join us. The old days may be behind us, but before us a glorious future currently unfolds!
 
Musings by Thor the Barbarian

 

thorthebarbarian.jpg

Larger than Life Living in the World Today
(c) 1985 - 2011 Thor the Barbarian