Often, part of a spiritual quest or ordeal highlights an idea of being a 'stranger'. This could be as a lone individual, or as a group of travelers through a land.
When one is a stranger, they may not feel safe, they may feel misunderstood, or may misunderstand. Alternatively, they may experience hospitality or wonders that they wouldn't have if they'd simply stayed home.
What are your favorite religious stories of being the 'stranger'?
Do you have any personal stories of being a 'stranger'?
One story that comes to mind is the time Thor tried to cross a river, but the boatman on the other side only egged him on and belittled him through flyting, instead of assisting, insulting his godliness. Turns out the boatman was Odin in disguise, ****ing with his son.
There is also the myth of Heimdallr: "In the Norse myth Rigsthula, Heimdall, also known as Rig, is said to have fathered the three social classes of Scandinavia: peasants, farmers, craftsmen, and nobility. In the story, Heimdall travels across the world of Midgard to check in on the descendants of Ask and Embla, the first humans. He visits the homes of several couples, giving advice and sleeping with the women:
Ai and Edda: The poor but hospitable great-grandparents, who give birth to Thrall, the ancestor of slaves.
Afi and Amma: The grandfather and grandmother, who give birth to Karl, the ancestor of free farmers
Faðir and Móðir: The father and mother, who give birth to Jarl, the ancestor of rulers "
This was done by Heimdallr visiting their homes as a stranger and guest.
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I find being a stranger in many respects is a good thing. We see things more clearly when we are divorced from their internal effects and influence. Being on the outside looking in.
And really. Aren't we all strangers here? Why else would we ask "why are we here"?