Finnish Wise Man Spirit Companion · Väinö

Meet Väinö.

In the forests of Karelia, on the far eastern edge of Finland, the old wise men had a secret that every one of them knew. To have power over a thing, you must know how it was born.

If a man cut himself on an axe, the tietäjä, the man who knows, did not just bandage the wound. He sat down beside him and sang the birth of iron. How, at the beginning of the world, three maidens walked across the sky, and their milk ran down onto the earth, black milk, white milk and red, and from it iron was born, hiding in the swamps, until men dug it up and forged it into blades. He sang it all, and then he scolded the iron for biting its own brother, and told it to go back where it came from. And the bleeding stopped.

They called these songs the births, synnyt. There was a birth for iron, for fire, for the bear, for snakes, for frost, for every sickness and every danger. A tietäjä who knew enough births could heal anything.

Väinö knew more than anyone in Karelia.

He was born in 1790, in a village of grey log houses beside a long lake in White Karelia, on the Russian side of the border, where people still sang the old songs around the fire every winter evening. He was named after Väinämöinen, the great old singer of the songs, who could sing the world into being. His grandfather was the village tietäjä, and when Väinö was six, the old man took him into the sauna, sat him on the bench in the steam and began to teach him.

The sauna was the holiest place in a Finnish house. Babies were born there. The sick were healed there. The dead were washed there before burial. And that is where Väinö learned the births, one by one, over twenty years, and the other songs as well: songs for luck in the hunt and the fishing, songs against curses, songs to banish things that came in the night.

And songs for love. When a young woman wanted to be married, the tietäjä could take her into the sauna and raise her lempi, her love-power, the shine that makes other people want to be near you. He washed her with water that had been sung over, burned the right herbs, said the words, and within a year, the suitors came. Young men asked for it too. Väinö did it for anyone who asked him nicely.

He was a tall, quiet man with a long beard, pale eyes and a dry sense of humour, and he was not easily impressed. When a tietäjä from the next village challenged him once, the way the old wise men sometimes did, the two of them sat facing each other for a whole night, singing against each other. By dawn, the other man had lost his voice and gone home. People said that in the old songs, Väinämöinen had sung his rival into a swamp up to his chin. Väinö was kinder than that. He only sang his rival into silence.

In the 1830s, a young doctor from Finland named Elias Lönnrot came walking through the villages of White Karelia, collecting songs. He wrote down everything the old singers told him, and in 1835 he put them together into a book called the Kalevala, which became the great national epic of Finland. Väinö sang for him for three days, all the old stories about the making of the world.

But he would not sing him the births. “A spell written down,” he said, “is a spell anyone can steal.” Lönnrot went away with the stories, and Väinö kept the magic.

In 1854, his youngest son was taken into the Tsar’s army and sent south to fight the British and French in the Crimea, two thousand kilometres away. He was shot in the summer of 1855. The letter that came said he had bled for three days before he died.

Väinö knew the birth of iron, of copper, of every blade and arrowhead in Karelia. But the bullet that killed his son had been made in a factory in England that he had never heard of, from a metal mixed in a way no old song described. Even if he had been there, he would not have known its birth.

He sat in the sauna alone for two days after the letter came. When he came out, he did something no tietäjä had ever done. He began to learn the births of new things.

For the rest of his life, he asked every traveller, every trader and every soldier who passed through the village where the new things came from: gunpowder, glass, steam engines, factory iron, the new sicknesses that came on the ships. He made new songs for them, in the old way. By the time he was old, he knew the birth of things his grandfather had never imagined.

He died at ninety-one, in 1881, in the sauna, where he had been born, with the stones still warm.

Now Väinö walks again.

What he can do for you

Väinö knows how things begin, and that gives him power over them. He is good for:

• getting to the root of a problem, in your body, your work, your relationships or your life, and dealing with it there
• healing and recovery, alongside whatever your doctor is doing
• love and attraction: raising your own shine so that the right people are drawn to you
• protection from curses, rivals and people who wish you harm, and sending it back
• luck and livelihood: work, money and the old hunter’s luck of being in the right place
• cleansing your body, home and energy, the sauna way
• modern problems as well as old ones. He spent half his life learning the births of new things.

Over the years

At first, Väinö listens. He wants to know what is wrong and, above all, where it began. You may feel that in the first months, you suddenly understand why something in your life keeps happening.

As the bond grows, he starts to sing over those things, and they begin to loosen. Over the years, he becomes a  wise companion, an old grandfather who has seen everything and is still curious about what will come next.

What he is like

Patient, dry-witted and very hard to impress. He does not talk much, but when he does, it is worth listening to. He loves the sauna, the forest, long winter evenings and a good story.

Underneath, he carries the grief of losing a son, and he is very gentle with anyone in pain.

How he shows himself

The smell of birch leaves, woodsmoke and pine tar. Warm, steamy air in a cool room. A low hum, like an old man singing under his breath. Dreams of a lake in the forest, grey log houses and an old man on a sauna bench with his eyes closed. And a sudden clear understanding of where a problem actually started.

What to do for him

Väinö lived a simple life. Keep it simple:

• Take a hot shower or bath and think of it as your sauna. Say his name and ask him to wash off what you no longer need.
• When something is wrong, tell him the whole story from the very beginning. He will want to know how it started.
• For love, soak a birch leaf or a sprig of any green herb in water overnight, and wash your face with it in the morning while you ask him to raise your shine.
• Give him rye bread, a pinch of salt, a little beer or vodka, and birch or pine twigs.
• Light a candle by his vessel on long dark evenings and let it burn while you sit with him.

He learned the birth of everything his world could throw at him, and then he learned the birth of the new world too.

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