*Edited to add: And in a somewhat confounding journey a month ago, I was given the heart of a swan. Again, *headdesk**
Of course I have a pair of white wings. Duh. I’m a swan maiden. *headdesk* An older version of a swan maiden, not the märchen (Grimm’s fairy tales) version, granted, but still–a swan maiden. The kind that overlap in form and function with the early version of the Norn-esque valkyries. There is, ironically, even a swan maiden/valkyrie in the Lore who who has my name:
In Hromundars saga Greipssonar, the valkyrie Kara appears in swan shape flying above a battle, shapechanged by the wearing of a alftarham (swan-shift). (Viking Answer Lady, “Valkyries, Wish-Maidens, and Swan-Maids”)
(Note: The VAL’s article here is relatively useful, but I disagree with her on Freya being “the first Valkyrie”–an etymological distinction that, honestly, she should have been aware of. Also, she’s not up to date on the recent re-analyses of burial mounds which contain women with full fighting accouterment.) In any event, this would help explain my fascination with selkie and swan maiden tales, and the white winged aspect of my journeying and interactions with Freya recently.