Lughnasadh marked the first of the festival of the harvest season, followed by the Mabon (the Autumn Equinox) and end’s with Samhain (Halloween).
Lammas is the time of fresh root vegetables from the gardens, wheat, oat, barley and corn from the fields. Mabon is full of fruits and berries, while Samhain fills nuts and fruits into our basket’s.
Lammas is the celebration of this first, Grain Harvest, a time for gathering in and giving thanks for abundance.
In our stories Lugh, the Sun god aspect, transform’s into the legend of John Barleycorn, who is cut down every year doing this celebrations to bring life and abundance to the next year’s harvest.
Another famous folk costume is obviously the Lammas Loaf, as well as the Corn Dolly.
The first sheaf would often be ceremonially cut at dawn, winnowed, ground and baked into the Harvest Bread which was then shared by the community in thanks.
The last sheaf was also ceremonially cut, often made into a ‘corn dolly’, carried to the village with festivity and was central to the Harvest Supper
Blessings of the harvest season and celebration’s
Before I will make a post about the old Celtic festival of Lughnasadh, one on the harvest festivals on the Wheel of the Year, lets us look first at the character that this celebration is named from.
Lugh or Lug is an important for within the Irish mythology. Lleu Llaw Gyffes (“The Bright One with the Strong Hand”) is the Welch counterpart of the Irish Lugh.
Lugh is a member of the Tuatha Dé Danann (usually translated as “people (s) / tribe(s) of the goddess Dana or Danu” also know by the much earlier name Tuatha Dé (“tribe of the gods”)).
He is very often associated with skill, crazy or craftsmanship, the arts, oath, truth and also the law. His portrayal is usually of a youthful warrior hero or king. Lugh is also knows as a Sun god, a Storm god, or even a Sky god. Lughnasadh obviously draws of this Sun God aspects..
Beginning of August marks the old Celtic festival of Lughnasadh; is pronounced ‘loo-na-sa’ which is a Garlic word that means feasting, and/or gathering in honour of Lugh.
More on this old pagan festival in another post.
Many hedgerows in English date back to medieval times and beyond that in many cases. Those living boundary markers where important features in the ancient days, not only as markers of personal properties but also as a boundary between the inhabitants of a village or community with the wild world beyond. Old folk tales are full of the Faeries folk dwelling in those wild places, the forests and hollow hills.
Hedgerows where seem as the Vails between the civilised world of humans and the wild nature beyond it.
Today the hedgerows of Britain are a vital eco system and habitat for all sorts of insects, badgers, mice, bats, deer, just to name few of the wild range of species. Not only that, but hedgerow make excellent wind breakers as well. What would our famous honey bees without the vitally important hedgerows?
There are still old hedgerows stretching across Britain today that is home to ancient trees. The oak and hawthorne are common inhabitants of our hedgerows.
On the nature spiritual path the word hedge often means the solitary work such a Hedge Witch / Hedge Druid, without any affiliation to any coven or grove.
It’s always one the hardest thing to say something about one self. Where to start?
Let’s begin about my spiritual path of Druidry as that’s what this page is mostly all about. In time I might add some more bits and piece, but for now I’ll keep it short & simply.
I would consider myself as having always pagan roots of sorts. Always loved nature, the forests and meadows. Real “Paganism” came later in life though.
My interests started within Wicca and Witchcraft. More of a private endeavour and pursuit that any serious path to start off. Then, one day, out of nowhere I just had the call to Druidry in early 2012. Some web searches later and I enrolled into the OBOD (Order of Bards, Ovates and Druids) course. Ones started on this new spiritual journey i weny all the way to the Druid grade. As well as that I also enjoyed the teachings of the BDO (British Druid Order) that got even deeper in a more native shamanic way of Druidry and Druidcraft. Within the BDO I went up through the Ovate grade (as far as I now the Druid grade course is still in writing and editing).
While living in Wiltshire (UK) I enjoyed getting my training into practice by setting up the North Wiltshire Grove (with started off as a OBOD Seed Group. I loved my role within our Grove and I am grateful for everything that I learned from that unique experience. Writing and performing ceremonies and rites, I felt natural been in my elements and filled with the inspiration of AWEN. My deepest gratitude to my co-founder of the Grove. For all of her help and patience I am grateful. I think both of our journeys teached us equally a great deal of courage, strength and deeper understandings along the path.
Doing that time I also studied Tarot Philosophy and the Hermetic Cabala with BOTA (Builders of the Adytum). As well as the teachings within the WEIS (Western Esoteric Initiatory System) of the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn, and it’s Ceremonial Magic aspects. For years in studied the western occult philosophies.
Nowerday it’s going back into my Druid roots. Combining Druidry, philosophy and the wildness & rawness of Witchcraft into my solitary practice of Hedge Druidcraft.
It’s like coming full circle in a way, or continue on the spiral dance.
Blessings for now traveler
Yesterday was “Bloom Moon” full moon as well as the longest lunar eclipse in the last 100 years!
Natural I was pretty existing to see that event….
And, what did the get that night? After almost a whole month of extreme heatwave & sunshine, on this particular day,…it had to be covered by a heavy blanket of rain clouds. Yes we has a rather welcome splash of rain that night, by NO BLOOD MOON and certainly no visible LUNAR ECLIPSE either.
Oh well, those things do happen.
Glastonbury is known by it’s famous and most prominent feature, the Glastonbury Tor. I mean, it’s really hard to miss as the Tor is dominating the entire landscape.
Yet, there is another beautiful and sacred place here in glGlastonbu, and it’s right at the foot of the Tor itself. Of course, I am talking about Charlice Well Garden. http://www.chalicewell.org.uk/
From the hill of the Tor emerges the “White Spring”, while right next door is the “Red Spring” tugged away within Charlice Well Garden.
Becoming a “Charlice Well Companion” member is the best option to visit the gardens as often as possible. It has become my weekly pilgrimage. I enjoy my picnics on the meadow, followed my meditation and divination.
The whole atmosphere is usually peaceful and relaxing (that is if it’s quite next door at the White Spring). Such a spiritual place of tranquility and energy.
You’ll see me there most Saturdays and Sundays.