Valhalla

In Norse mythology there's a majestic hall in the sky where all the heroic spirits are gathered. The hall is called Valhalla, under the watchful eye of Odin the All-Father the dead heroes feast, tell stories, and train for the coming of Ragnarok. The end of days.

When I look up in the sky I think of Valhalla, I think of all the spirits of great men and women who have passed, that are waiting, watching, vigilantly for a time they will be needed.

I imagine my grandfather there. Smiling and telling stories to his brothers. Watching over me and helping when he can. It's a comforting thought. It makes the day bright and sharp.

Full of potential.