Runic Warriors - Conversations In Valhalla

Bear with me, I'm pretty excited about what I've just discovered. Background, this is what I wrote in a private forum thread, with significant parts emphasized:

... hearing the cacophony [ancestral Voice of the Many as described in Celtic mystical tradition] was pretty common for me about two decades ago, the commanding male voice was common about a decade ago. Now, I don't have either experience much anymore. I used to "see" runes and other magical letters/symbols written in the inky black darkness around me in the room alot about a decade ago too. Once in awhile I'll hear a discussion between two people, and even occasionally, I'd hear a group talking - like discussing me in a small meeting - sometimes their discussion was along the lines of "should we tell her?" "is this a good idea?" and so on, as if a group of beings were discussing amongst themselves just how much should be revealed to me by the main male communicator who I would hear more directly. Mostly, I'd just hear the commanding male, but like I said, a few times, he'd open up the veil for me to hear what else was going on around me - like the conversation of the small group discussing me. Also, many times, it wouldn't be my name I would hear, it would be a "magical phrase" (for lack of a better term) - words not in any language I'd ever learned and I'd often have to decipher the meaning using the meaning of the letters and syllables as I understood them. These mystery phrases became more common than hearing my name.

Here are the connections I'm making regarding this:

In the study of such formulas among Classicists and Egyptologists the idea that the voces mysticae were mere nonsense or gibberish has been once and for all rejected. By applying some of the same anthropological research as I used in Runes & Magic (1986), Gager concludes that the voces mysticae are forms of precise communication with beings of a higher order than man. Furthermore he points out that "the use of unintelligible forms of speech ... signaled the passage from the lower mundane realms to the sphere of true spiritual conversation with higher orders of being (Gager 1992, 9-10)." - source, Jelling Runes: Fifth International Symposium on Runes & Runic Inscriptions, page 77-78.

A few lines down from that quoted above, I also note this little bit:

Evidence seems to indicate that the Germanic rune-masters, and more especially the self-designated Erulians, were concerned with the same problems of language and symbolism as were the Mediterranean creators of lead tablets, amulets, phylacteries and magical papyri."

So, I looked up these rune-masters, the Erulians, and this is what I found:

So, I’ll conclude with the original question, are the Einherjar necessarily Eurlians? The answer would seem to be no. A warrior may have been chosen for his valor or distinction in battle and not his runic knowledge, not all warriors had this knowledge, and obviously not all warriors were chosen. But what of the Erulian ~ Rune Master? By their very nature, the runic warrior, does battle with elements seen and unseen, in all the worlds. By this virtue they secure for themselves a place at the table in Valhalla. source - Einherjar or Erulian, A Study of How One Arrives at the Table in Valhalla.

Taking all of these little bits together, it's not so inconceivable that the conversations I heard as described above in my experiences (all within the proximal context of seeing runes and other symbols in the inky blackness of the night around me) were conversations taking place in Valhalla among a group of the Einherjar, perhaps among an Einherjar-Erulian rune-master and other Einherjar - and important to me personally - I heard them! in Valhalla!

I'm ecstatic! And now I'm even more set on wanting the 13th warrior prayer said over me at my funeral when I pass over!

Lo, there do I see my father.
Lo, there do I see my mother, my sisters and my brothers.
Lo, there do I see the line of my people back to the beginning.
Lo, they do call to me.
They bid me take my place among them in the halls of Valhalla,
Where the brave, they live forever.