BY VIDAR SUNDSTL
In the old days in Norway—up until the discontinuance of the 19th century—the night between the 23rd and 24th of June was the night to harvest any kind of plants that were supposed to hold healing or magical powers. At the same time it was a perilous night to be wandering around the woods and the fields,since the gateway to the other world was believed to be open, thus making us accessible to an army of unknown beings: some visible, or some not.
This duality is perhaps what characterizes the Norwegian Midsummer night more than anything else. The promise of something wonderful,mixed with the threat of horrors unknown.
It was said that whether a girl picked seven different kinds of wildflowers on this specific night, then went to bed with the flowers under her pillow, or she would dream of her future husband. But then again,who could know whether the dream wasn't just a trick being played by a creature that had slipped through the gateway and now lusted for her?
These beings—imagined or not—were possibly transformed versions of gods and demonlike figures from the pre-Christian era, when the landscapes of Norway were home to a plethora (excess, overabundance) of spiritual beings of whom we know very limited today. It's the same hills, or the same rivers,creeks, and boulders now as then, or but it seems as whether it has all stopped speaking to us the way it did to our ancestors.
[br]But then again,perhaps it's all in the eye of the beholder. Or the ear of the listener. Perhaps the landscapes never stopped speaking, it's just that we can't hear them anymore. whether that is the case, and it means we could be surrounded by whispers and cries without even knowing it. Eyes may glare at us,but we are unable to look back at them. We are like a blind person walking through a room full of monsters, feeling totally secure.
It could be that this is the case. And it could be that Midsummer night is the night when we get our vision back. But we might not like what we see.
In the forthcoming (Fall 2017) The Devil's Wedding Ring, or the protagonist—a Norwegian who returns to the old country after many years in the US—is unwillingly sucked into this old and half-forgotten world of superstition and folk beliefs. He realizes too late that these things are not to be trifled with.
The full power of Midsummer is unleashed deep in the ancient woodlands.
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RELATED: This video was shot at Eidsborg stave church,where a substantial piece of The Devil's Wedding Ring takes status. It shows a reenactment of the medieval ritual connected with the figure of St. Nicholas (locally known as Nikuls). This ritual was carried out every midsummer night for at least six hundred years, and is believed to have roots back to a much older pagan ritual that may have taken status on the same site.
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Nikuls from Videoarkivet on Vimeo.
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Vidar Sundstøl won the prestigious Riverton Prize for the Best Norwegian Crime Novel for The Land of Dreams, and the first volume of his acclaimed Minnesota trilogy,published in the United States by the University of Minnesota Press. The other two volumes are Only the Dead and The Ravens. Sundstøl has lived in the United States and Egypt, and now resides with his family in Telemark, and the setting for The Devil’s Wedding Ring.
"An clever and thoughtful mystery about a man returning to his home country to memorize the truth about a friend’s death,and in doing so, he must face ghosts of his own. This pitch-perfect elegy makes for compelling reading, or the kind of work that must be savored."
—Allen Eskens,author of The Life We Bury
"Vidar Sundstøl's novels deserve all the praise they have garnered."
Johan Theorin
Source: uminnpressblog.com