Who Is Sigyn?
by Erin P.
Who’s Sigyn? This is a question I get asked a lot. She’s a goddess little known and often forgotten. But it is this goddess and her very strong presence that drew me to the Northern tradition. And it is from this goddess that I keep learning so many valuable lessons.
When I first met Sigyn something about her resonated with me more than any other experience in my life. I had just decided to explore religions beyond the Southern Baptist form of Christianity I was raised in as a child. I was a wreck. I had lost my job, my classes in college, and my health to a decade long battle with chronic illness. My friends were gone off to their own schools my parents had their own stresses and through this all I had felt not Love from Yaweh the god I was sold out to heart, soul, mind and body. I was told, “You are this way for God’s Glory. You should be glad, when you suffer you are close to God.” If I was close to God I wanted to run away. Was I destined to be only a pawn in God’s will? When did “All things work together for good for those who Serve the Lord?” It was in despair and the desperate need to learn something that I read the Eddas and not soon after that Loki came like a whirlwind into my life shattering long held beliefs but demanding nothing of me in return. And it was then that I learned of Sigyn, and she fascinated me. Who was this Goddess that could remain so loyal though everything by choice? I had endured much at a young age and couldn’t imagine choosing such pain. This was strength and an endurance I wanted to learn from. I NEEDED this in my life. So it wasn’t long till I was introduced to a young goddess close to my own age.
That first meeting with Sigyn was heartbreaking. I remember being nervous and wanting to stand on ceremony until she set the bowl of berries she was holding down and motioned me into a hug. The Floodgates opened then and the tears of a decade of suppressing the pain and anger and hurt were released. I do not know how long she held me silently, strong and reserved but tears trickling out of her large doe-like eyes in compassion. It was there held in her arms feeling the compassion she exuded about her that my life changed. I begged her to teach me her ways to teach me the ways of devotion love and endurance. And it was in that moment I was free as I never had been. Sigyn simply smiled and said, “Yes, but my dear, you have always know me. You have watched me in the dedication of your mom. She carries the burden of Love for your father.” And she was right. For my mom had taken care of my father an incomplete quaderpalgeic for 18 years faithfully and lovingly and had never once thought of another man.
And Sigyn, the ever faithful, has never forgotten me. And she has taught me so much. So much joy she has brought to my life. For her lessons are not grand. They are not lessons of great power, but of such strength of will that every moment of life even the trying and painful be enjoyed to the fullest. Form Sigyn I have learn joy in household chores, in rising from bed, in eating good food, in making one’s self beautiful, in the warmth of the sun and the cool stillness of the moon, the song of a sparrow and the small flower of the Forget-me-Not. So who is Sigyn? Sigyn is Love empowered. Love of oneself, love of those around us and love of our lives. “Each moment is a gift to be enjoyed and all pain can be endured.” She said to me quietly not long after we met. So I will not take joy in my sufferings. I will not be glad because I am in pain. But I will find joy in spite of my sufferings and be glad through my pain. I will endure and live every moment of my life to the fullest.
Thank You Sigyn Lady of Enduring Grace for the patience, courage and understanding you have granted.
Thank You Sigyn Child Bride for reminding me of the joy of a child.
Thank You Sigyn Loving Wife for helping me enjoy every task of a young woman even the unpleasant ones.
Thank You Sigyn Devoted Mother for sharing your precious children with me. I will not forget them.
Thank You Sigyn, Mourning Mother for helping me accept the losses in my life with dignity and strength.
Thank You Sigyn, She who holds the bowl, for your dedication. Form this I have learned so much.
And Thank You Sigyn, My friend, My sister, My goddess for teaching me all these lessons and for your great gift of friendship. May your name be forever praised!