A lawless man is a wolf in the sanctuary (vargr í véum); cut him off from the hearth fire, deny him peace, and cast him into the wilderness beyond the boundary.
To be of the Folk is not a mere accident of birth, but a high duty a eternal pledge to carry the flame of the ancestors through the dark winter of modern decay.
Read the Hávamál for counsel, the Völuspá for the history of the cosmos, and the heroic lays for examples of courage, loyalty, grief, and consequence.
You don't need anything else.
Becoming Heathen should transform your conduct. For example Heathenry makes one become more disciplined, more courageous, more generous, and more faithful to your obligations in daily life.
The smallest act may become the beginning of a greater happening, just as a small spark may kindle a mighty fire. Therefore, be deliberate in your actions, for you know not how far their consequences may travel through Wyrd.
“The barbarian's eyes were smoldering with fires that never lit the eyes of men bred to the ideas of civilization. In that instant he was all wild…” - Robert E. Howard, Beyond the Black River
Always press forward, gentlemen! Keep your ranks tight, trust in the High Gods, face your appointed Wyrd without flinching, and perform your duty to the end.
Keep this in mind, it takes a man getting up at dawn every single morning to keep his farm standing straight, animals fed and his fence rows clean. Chaos can happen all by itself if you get lazy, but Order takes work, discipline, and sweat.