Tyr, please help
Hail Tyr, Lord of swords, justice and sacrifice. I have sacrificed much of my youth, friendships, and family relationships on a journey for knowledge with Odin, now that I am at that journeys end, and time has passed, I now call upon Tyr mighty and strong to help me have the confidence, integrity, and perserverence to find balance and my way out of this living situation where i am in anothers control. Lend me your sword to cut the bonds, lend me your wisdom to persevere and make bold actions. No longer am I the observer, the learner, now I am the warrior. I need to forge my place in the world, and gain the correct employment for my ambitious integrity. Lend me your strength, and rationale. As a scientist, I can no longer stand by and let others car before or for me. This is my time to shine. This is my path and i must walk it with my losses, and my victories.

For this, I will pledge myself, my body, which during my studies has grown soft and weak, while my intellect grew strong. I pledge my endurance and fortitude to gain self mastery and discipline, which I lack. I pledge these offerings to you, god of law, god of war. I know the travels that have made me wise have served me well, and all my sacrifices I willingly gave to gain knowledge, now I am ready to sacrifice in a new way to find my new steps towards employment, my place in society and my community, and no longer be a bystander but to take action. To cut through the invisible bonds that keep me, and to gain independence. No longer the hermit, I am now ready, transforming over the last six months to the warrior phase of my life.

Tonight I offer Apple wine, herbs, and stones in your honor as I carve an amulet in your bindrune. Watch me and hold me close as I need the fortitude to complete this task though it is discouraging

Hail Tyr, Noble Lord of Honour!
I praise Your steadfast nature in following the path of honour.
Thank You for Your guidance and support.
Hail to the Ancient God, Lord of Sacrifice!

Hail Tyr!

Tyr, wherever you are, hear me please.

I stumbled on the path that you taught me to walk, injured my bones, injured my guts, dropped the shield of self-discipline. And for these last couple of weeks, I have lived more like the old half-ass I was before you called me than I have like the warrior I've become in you.

I make no excuses before you, my liege. Purge me! With fire and ice if you must, purge me!

And look, it's not just me, Tyr. When I'm not strong in you, my family gets hit by the ping-back from the spirit-war I wage. You know that. I've got to fight my way back to where you taught me stand, even though you're not here beside me now.

May I find my strength in the memories of you. Didn't I promise to be true to you... even when you go somewhere else? Have I let you down, my god?
Where are you, Tyr? Where are you?

I return to the fight, with or without you, great Tiwaz, for your honor, for your praise, for your bliss.

Hail, Týr, most courageous and true of all the gods. May I always honor you by the way I live my life.