Calendar of the Moon for August 24

Calendar of the Moon

 

24 Coll/Metageitnion

Rhiannon’s Day

Color: White
Elements: Air and Fire
Altar: Upon cloth of white place many figures of horses, five white candles, a cup of red wine and a cup of white wine.
Offerings: Willingly take on burdens.
Daily Meal: Oats, apples, carrots, honey.

Invocation to Rhiannon

(One steps forward, pours out the white wine as a libation, and says:)

Hail Rhiannon, Lady of the White Horse!
Hail Rhiannon, wife of Pwyll,
Headstrong and proud, you teach us
That nothing is impossible if we believe.
Hail Rhiannon, wife of Manannan,
Older and wiser, you teach us
To seek wisdom as well as courage.
Hail Rhiannon, Lady of Inspiration,
Fiery and passionate, you teach us
That in order to gain one’s dreams
One need not compromise one’s soul.

(One steps forward, pours out the red wine as libation, and says:)

Pounding hoofbeats
Striking sparks
Breath snorts from nostrils
Wind through the mane;
Lady of horses,
Slow for my call.
Seeker of the horizon,
Show me the road.
Bearer of burdens,
Carry me gently.
Aid me in
My race to the goal.

Song: Horse Goddess

 

[Pagan Book of Hours]

Reed (Oct 28 – Nov 24)

REED LORE

  • 12th Moon of the Celtic Year – (Oct 28 – Nov 24)
  • Latin name: Latin name: American Elm – ulmus americana; European Elm – ulmus procera; slippery Elm – ulmus fulva.
  • Celtic name: Negetal (pronounced: nyettle).
  • Folk or Common names: In Britain where the Reed tree is the dwarf elm, it is called the Water-Elder, Whitten, or rose Petal. Since I use the immature Elm  tree in place of the Reed tree, the Elm is usually known as Elm, and sometimes Piss-Elm (due to the smell it makes while being burned as a green wood).
  • Parts Used: Bark, leaves, wood.
  • Herbal usage: The Elm has many medicinal uses. Slippery Elm bark can be powdered and made into a milk for babied that can’t tolerate cow’s milk.  In fact slippery Elm bark is good for many purposes. In tea it can ease insomnia and sooth an upset tummy. It is also useful for enemas and makes good  poultice material. This type of poultice can be used on wounds, infections, ulcers, burns, and poison ivy.
  • Magical History & Associations: The birds associated with the month of Reed are the owl and goose, the color is grass green, and the gemstone is  clear green jasper. Symbols of this Celtic month are The White Hound, The Stone, the Planet Pluto (Pwyll), The Fire Feast of Samhain Dis, Pwyll, and Arawn.  Identified with the submerged or hidden dryad, The Month of Reed represents the mysteries of death. In fact the Fire Feast of Samhain celebrates the dead and  on Samhain, the boundary between the Otherworld and this world dissolve. It is a night of great divination. Or in another fashion, it represents the hidden  roots to all life. The Month of Reed is associated with being both a savior and custodian. Pwyll, the Celtic ruler of the Otherworld was given “The  Stone” , one of four treasures given to him for safekeeping. The Stone represents the right of the kings and queen to have divine power. Thus the Reed  is also the symbol of Royalty. The White Hounds represent the dogs that guard the lunar mysteries. The Elm tree is a tree of Saturn and is associated with  the element of earth. It is sacred to Odin, Hoenin and Lodr. The elm is also associated with the day of Tuesday.
  • Magickal usage: The month of Elm / Reed is a good month for using music in magick, especially music made by bagpipes and flutes, and also for doing  divination. Elm is sometimes said to symbolize the dark side of the psyche and so can be used in psychic workings. The Elm is commonly known as “the elf  friend”. If you desire to have contact with wood elves, pick a grove of Elm trees and sit under them and sing. Around about dawn, the elves will have  gotten over their initial shyness and come out to join in the singing. Elm trees are also thought to provide a channel for the communication with divas. To  get an Elm tree to help you in this quest, offerings can be brought to a favorite tree and left. The best offerings are wine, mead, tobacco, coins and sage.  Tiny twigs of Elm can be worn in a bag around a child’s neck as a charm to produce eloquent speech in later life. Elm wood may be bound with a yellow  cord and burned to prevent gossip. The Elm represents primordial female powers and therefore the Elm is a tree with great protective qualities. The wood from  the Elm can be made into talismans and charms that can be worn for protection. The Elm also has the qualities of regeneration, boldness and fidelity, and so  added to its protective qualities, it is excellent when given as a good luck token to departing friends. Using Elm is spellwork adds stability to the spell.  According to Edain McCoy in her article: Willow for love, Oak for strength (97 Llewellyn Magickal Almanac) a tea can be made for the month of Reed that  includes a pinch of slippery Elm:REED MOON TEA – Fertility, love, protection.

    1 part red clover         1 part hyssop         1 part boneset         pinch of slippery elm

    **Note: Please be very, VERY careful when taking this teas! These are powerful herbs, meant to be used by more or less experienced herbalists and    witches. Boneset is toxic in large doses or if taken over long period of time. To use, put in a tea ball and steep for 5 or 6 minutes.

The Wicca Book of Days for March 4th – Regal Rhiannon

The Wicca Book of Days for March 4th

Regal Rhiannon

Rhiannon, a Celtic Goddess who was initially linked with the moon and livestock, was traditionally venerated on this day in pre-Christian Wales. Initially, Rhiannon was known as the wife of Pwyll, the king of Dyfed, and as the mother of Pryderi who was falsely accused of killing her infant son.  Later tales credited her with powers of enchantment and equated her with Nimue and Viviane, both of whom may be identified with the Lady of the Lake in Arthurian legend. As a Lunar Goddess, Rhiannon was envisaged riding a white mare and surrounded by flocks of small birds honoring her as the bringer of the seasons

 

The Power of Four

The number four has many harmonious associations, being th number of balance and the earth, as well as of the four elements, seasons, and cardinal directions. A square, which has four equal sides, symbolize four, so perhaps wear a square ring, pendant or brooch today.

Who Was Mabon?

Who Was Mabon?

by Dana Corby

condensed from a longer article

We modern Pagans often celebrate the Autumn Equinox by the name Mabon. Unlike most of our Celtic names for Sabbats, Mabon is Welsh, meaning simply, Son. So Mabon is someone’s name: in full, Mabon ap Modron, Son, son of Mother.

H.R. Ellis-Davidson quotes the Venerable Bede, who translates Modron as the Mothers — plural. Modern translators give it as the Mother — singular. Linguistic evidence may well support the plural interpretation, for although Mabon ap is unequivocally Welsh, Modron may not be: in Saxon, the singular of Modron becomes Modr — recognizably mother. Suddenly we have, not as was always believed a corruption of the Latin Matrona, but good Germanic. All very scholarly, but it doesn’t tell us much about Mabon, does it?

Actually, it does. The first thing it tells us is that he (more likely, He) is old, so old he’s the son of a Mother, rather than a Father. Mabon may be from a matrilineal culture as we know pre-Christian Wales to have been. If the Saxon connection holds up, He may be the result of a cultural fusion, indicating more borrowing between the British Celts and the Saxon invaders than has previously been assumed. And He bears many of the signs of a sacred king, losing whatever mortal name he had to become only the Mother’s Son, ruling and dying in Her name alone.

Well into the Christian period, the Mothers referred collectively to the female land spirits known to the Norse as Disir and elsewhere by many, mostly now lost, other names. Up through the 19th century they were often called White Ladies. The plural name recognized the multiplicity of that energy/entity/being we now call the Great Mother.

The Mothers were conceived-of as a kind of pool of feminine ancestral energy, not in the same category as the “high” Gods, the ones in Asgard, or at Tara or the Court of Don, but deeper, older, and to most people actually more important.

The Mothers’ function was to give life-energy to a particular place, and to keep that energy flowing in a form helpful to human endeavor. A particular Mother would be worshipped by name by those living in Her district, but most people recognized that their local Modr was in fact one of many Modron.

The only myth we have about Mabon says that within minutes of his birth, he was stolen from between his mother’s side and the wall next to which she lay. By whom, is not known. He was imprisoned in a castle, on an island in a lake, until his uncle, King Arthur, obeying a prophecy, freed him to participate in the adventure called The Wooing of Olwen.

It appears that the interval between the abduction and the rescue of Mabon may have been only a few years, or even as little as a few months, yet Arthur rescued not an infant but a young man. After which Mabon vanishes from the body of myth.

Apparently, the only elements of Mabon’s life that were important enough to be passed on were his birth, abduction, and rescue; even his exploits (if any) during the Wooing were not recorded. Yet it is these elements which tell us who he may have been.

There is another divine Son in Welsh mythology with a remarkably similar tale. And this tale names Names.

The Tale of Pwyll, Prince of Dyfed, from Lady Guest’s translation of the Mabinogi, is the story of a semi-divine King or Prince of North Wales. Single and without an heir, he spends the night on top of a sacred mound, hoping to “see a wonder” that may guide him in his search for the wife his people beg for and his counselors continually urge on him.

There he encounters a beautiful faery horsewoman whom, after many trials that aren’t germane here, he marries. They live entirely as mortals, and eventually conceive a child, to the great rejoicing of the people.

In the meantime, one of Pwyll’s vassal knights has a strange problem: every November eve his best mare foals, and every year the foal vanishes before morning. This year he decides that’s not acceptable. He sits up all night in the stable, and shortly after midnight a monstrous claw comes in through the window, seizes the foal, and begins to withdraw. The good knight, Teirnyon, takes his sword and severs the claw. He then discovers within the claw not only his foal, but a baby boy.

He and his wife, childless, decide to raise the boy as their own, and to give him the foal to break when he’s old enough. To their shock, though, the boy grows at the same rate as the foal. By the next autumn, he’s a strapping youth who can easily keep up with the yearling horse. And his foster parents begin to notice how much he looks like their Prince. Their consciences begin to bother them about keeping him, and they travel to the palace to show him to Pwyll.

The situation at the palace is anything but normal. The Queen has been condemned to stand at the mounting-block, offering to carry all visitors into the palace on her back. The crime for which she endures this bizarre punishment is infanticide: she was accused — unanimously — by her ladies in waiting of giving birth to a son and then eating him. Her story was that shortly after she gave birth, last November eve, a monstrous claw came through the window, seized the baby from between her side and the wall next to which she lay, and withdrew. The counselors of the court found this rather unbelievable, accepted the ladies’ story, and sentenced her, since she had done something only animals do by eating her own young, to function not just as an animal but as a beast of burden.

When Teirnyon and his retinue arrive, all is made clear. Pwyll and his Queen acknowledge the boy as their own. His mother gives him a name: Pryderi. Taken from the words she spoke when she learned the truth, it means, roughly, Sorrow’s End. Pwyll and the Queen commend and richly reward the knight for his care of their son, and send them all home again, this time to raise not just a foundling but the royal fosterling.

So we have a name for the Mabon. And by now the reader knows the Modron’s as well.

In Celtic countries, the custom was that children inherited from whichever parent was of the higher rank. A Goddess definitely outranks a king. Mabon ap Modron is none other than Prideri son of Rhiannon, lady of the singing birds. And Rhiannnon is Herself an aspect of the Lady of Sovereignty, Epona. Her name in turn relates to “hippos,” horse, and explains both the way in which Pwyll met Her and the form Her punishment took, to bear guests on Her back. It also makes it possible to connect Her myth to those of other Horse-Goddesses of the British Isles, such as Macha.

The human-child and the foal are presented as virtual brothers, growing at the same rate, both great runners. Possibility certainly exists for an older version of the myth in which they were actually twins, both sons of Rhiannon. Such human/animal twinnings are common in myths world-wide, and always indicate a powerful totem.

All this makes one curious about the venerable White Horse of Uffington. How old is it? Who drew it on the chalk, and is it an icon of Rhiannon?

It is known that the down-lands around the White Horse effigy were once the stronghold of several inter-related tribes of Britons who lived by horse-herding and raiding. They lived in palisaded forts, practicing no agriculture, not because it was unknown to them but because they held farmers in contempt. Though greatly feared by their lowlands neighbors, their wild, undisciplined fighting style was no match for the Roman cavalry, and they were destroyed. There is some evidence that the mysterious and stubbornly primitive fenlanders (conjectural source of Tolkien’s mewlips), who survived among England’s fens and bogs until the great drainages of the last 200 years, may have been refugees from these tribes. It has long been believed that the White Horse was carved into the chalk by these great horsemen.

But the White Horse may equally be no older than the Saxons. History tells us that the Saxon invasions were led by two brothers, Hengist and Horsa. Their names mean stallion and mare, and some historians believe that they were co-priests of the powerful Saxon horse-cult. They may have been “brothers” not in the sense of sons of the same mother, but by affinity and/or oath, and given the gender difference of their names, ritual homosexuality may have been a feature of their priesthood.

Folk-legend around the White Horse makes it a place to go for supernatural help, like the Cerne Giant, when one wishes to conceive. The procedure varies from mere touching of the chalk to having sex within the figure. (N.B. Considering how very visible a pair of dark figures would be against the white chalk, they would have to be pretty desperate!)

This returns us to the myth of Pwyll and Rhiannon, and its repeated theme of the demands of the people and counselors that the Prince produce an heir.

It was the need for an heir and thus a wife which sent Pwyll to the fairy mound in search of “a wonder”, this need which made his counselors urge Pwyll to set Rhiannon aside when she did not conceive immediately, this need which made her ladies, in fear for their own lives, accuse her of cannibalism. The very fertility of the land depended on the demonstrated potency of the King, the fecundity of the Queen. It was especially urgent that a good king, a wise ruler as Pwyll was said to be, consolidate his right to rule by getting an heir on the Queen, since it was through her connection to the land, the living embodiment of the Modr, that he ruled at all.

Our Mabon is a harvest festival, centering around the apple harvest. Though like other harvest rites it centers around a God, it is the only one in which the theme does not include ritual sacrifice or death. Even the wrongly-accused mother was not condemned to death, as surely must have been the sentence for such a heinous act, but to atonement through an onerous and symbolic punishment.

Unlike cereal grains, or for that matter most plants, a fruit tree need not die in order to make seed. Like humans and other land-animals, fruit trees bear “young” without apparent harm. Humans can eat fruit entirely without guilt, indeed, our eating the fruit and spitting out the seeds helps the tree reproduce.

John Barleycorn must be propitiated; Mabon needs only liberation. And that may be His mystery.

It is Mabon’s connection to the apple which re-connects him with Arthur, and with the Mothers-plural. Much of the Arthurian myth takes place in and around Glastonbury, strongly identified with Avalon — the Isle of Apples and of otherworldly women. Arthur’s sword came from the Lady of the Lake, identified as the Welsh Goddess Angharad, who dwelt on an island which seemed to — or perhaps did — move around, disappearing whenever mortals would intrude. The real-life Glastonbury Tor is itself the magically disappearing island, since in Spring the lowlands around it flood, leaving the hill an island, then gradually drain away during the Summer. By September the land is bone dry and one can walk to the Tor. It is to Avalon that Arthur’s Queens — the fairy women who guided his destiny — carried him at his death.

It is difficult at first to find a connection between the apple and the horse except for the well known equine love of eating them. But we’ve established the connection between apples and water above, and the connection in what we could call the pan European mythos between the horse and water is equally strongly established. From Poseidon (“Spouse of the Goddess”), the earth-quaking sea-god who took the form of a horse, to the name “white horses” for the waves kicked up wind, the horse and the sea are linked. In Celtic myth, a kind of water spirit called a kelpie could appear either in fresh or salt water — more often fresh — as a small, beautiful horse which carried off children. As previously mentioned, the name Epona has the same root as Hippos (and Hippolita, horsewoman); it is my belief that there may also be a connection with Despoina, the feminine form of despot, which originally meant not tyrant but ruler. It is usually translated Mistress. The Despoina appears to have been the title of the Cretan priestess of Persephone/Hecate, who also could take the form of a horse and to whom horse-sacrifices were offered.

So the connection between apples and horses is through their function as revealers of the mysteries of the Modron, the Earth Mother(s). Both horse and apple are also connected with water, with its ability to both guard the mystery — Mabon on the island — and grant limited access to it, as at Glastonbury.

Who was Mabon? Not Whose son was Mabon? but who was He in his own right?

Out of apples and horses and mystical islands, out of travelers between the worlds and Mothers nine or thirteen or nine-times-nine, an answer forms. And I am reminded of all those stone age petroglyphs of the single male figure surrounded by women. I have to conclude that Mabon had a much more extensive and influential role in his world than that of mere abductee or sacred prisoner. He may even have had a title we would recognize today, that of the Black Man. In The Old Straight Track, Alfred Watkins makes a strong case for Black Man as the title of the priests of the culture that designed the leys, the sacred pathways across country.

Who was Mabon? He was the child of the Earth and the Otherworld, hereditary priest of the Mothers and King of Avalon.

copyright 1997, Rantin’ Raven Pamphleteers

Deity of the Day for June 30 is Arawn

Deity of the Day

Arawn

Welsh god of the underworld. Legend has it that the god Amaethon stole from him a dog, a lapwing and a roebuck, which led to the Battle of the Trees in which his forces were defeated. Another legend relates that Arawn persuaded the god Pwyll, to trade places with him for a year and a day. During which time Pwyll defeated Arawn’s rival, the god Hafgan for dominance of the underworld. Because Pwyll refrained for sleeping with Arawn’s wife during this time, the two became great friends. Arawn then bestowed on Pwyll the title “Lord of the Otherworld”.