Ior is the dipthong “io”
Anglo-Saxon Rune Poem (from ragweedforge.com)
Ior is a river fish and yet it always feeds on land;
it has a fair abode encompassed by water, where it lives in happiness
We return again to Ior, and to the liminal place between, the borderlands of being. We are beyond balance, but operating in integration. There is nothing that is not a part of me, I just need to be open enough to change in order to become a part of it.