Samhain Blessings and the Transformation of Keltria

Karl Schlotterbeck, President Emeritus

As of sundown on Tuesday, October 31, the corporation of the Henge of Keltria no longer exists. It was a decision well over a year in the making. (You can read the “Report of the 2017 Gathering of the Keltrian Tribes” in my August 13, 2017 post.) The Henge of Keltria has been a shelter for many of us, whether members or initiates, and a source of wisdom and teaching through its publications, correspondence course, grove training, mentoring and presentations at our annual gatherings. The Council of Elders has provided theological guidance, and rituals for dedication, initiation, elevation and other celebrations. Various members (mostly trustees and elders) fielded questions and inquiries from the public, and supported far-flung groves. Naturally, this website/blog has been a resource for contact, teaching, dissemination of information and interchange among members.

With the dissolution of the legal entity, none of these activities is necessarily lost. Their form, however, and the weight of their expression will now fall on a wider population of Druids and interested folk. Those who have taken this path seriously will continue to carry forward the activities that have made Keltria the bright light that it has been. We must distinguish here between Keltria and the legal entity known as “The Henge of Keltria.” Although the legal arm is no longer the center for us, we continue to evolve and carry forward individually. It is up to each of us to maintain the spiritual entity of Keltria as individuals or as a groves or other associations.

The time of the official dissolution of the Henge of Keltria was purposely set for sundown on the 31st at the turning of the year. This is the time of letting go into an apparent dormancy that allows the incubation of seeds until Spring awakens a hidden life into flower once more. A universe of possibilities remains open to us. We are the Druids of the present, living in this world that has seen much change since the founding of the Henge, and there remain opportunities to carry our work and celebrations into the future – which we are creating in each moment, with each action. To help serve these purposes, Keltria’s Walk with Wisdom blog site will be supported for at least the next five years.

Now, in this time when the veil between the worlds is thin, may we be receptive to the ancient spirit of the Druids and become ourselves the cauldron that feeds the spiritual needs of our shared Earth and its visible and invisible residents. As we honor our Ancestors of Blood, let us also recognize our “Ancestors of Spirit,” including the founders of Keltria, its Elders and officers who wrestled with theological issues, and put into written and spoken words a body of immense value from which we are all fed.

No one can do our work for us. It is we who are the ones called to honor the ancestors, revere the spirits of nature and celebrate the gods and goddesses of our tribe. Nothing in this regard has changed, the Hallmarks of Keltrian Druidism remain as valuable as ever, and the Book of Keltria is a guide for this time and Druids of the future.

May you have a blessed Samhain, and may the gifts of this time surround and inspire you.

Ancestors of Place

During the 2017 Gathering of the Keltrian Tribe, Elder Tony gave a presentation regarding "Ancestors of Place."  Ancestors of Place join Ancestors of Blood and Ancestors of Spirit to form a triad of Ancestors.  Here are his presentation slides:

Click Image to download slide show in PDF format.


Keltria Journal Issue 34 - Beltaine/Summer '97

Keltria Journal Issue 34 - Beltaine/Summer '97

Contains article "Understanding the Ways of the Ancestors." Check it out!

32 pages, published 1997 - Reprinted 2017

 

GryphonSong Clan – Feast of Harvest Ritual

During the Grove’s Choice at the Feast of Harvest ritual, GryphonSong Clan constructed a small cairn from black river rocks inside a beautiful dragon mazor (made by Sweetwater pottery). We directed energy into the repository for positive growth of Keltrian Druidism and the Keltrian collective. Our offerings to the fire focused upon the vitality and longevity of the Keltrian teachings and practices.

Photo of a Keltrian Druid Altar.

Keltrian Druid Altar: Feast of Harvest - GryphonSong 2017 - Photo by Govannan

 

Report of the 2017 Gathering of the Keltrian Tribes

 Karl Schlotterbeck, President Emeritus

The 2017 Gathering of the Keltrian Tribe was held August 4 and 5 in Coon Rapids, MN. We had members attending from New York, Maine, Minnesota and, by phone, Georgia. Seminars were presented on the topics of:

  • Ancestors of Place, by Tony Taylor
  • Flidais: A Discussion of the Deer Mother from Irish Tradition, by C.L. McGinley (TopazOwl)
  • Denizens of the Otherworld, by Karl Schlotterbeck
  • Ancestors, History, and Finding Yourself, by Rain
  • The Irish Spirit Wheel: Space, Time and Soul, by Karl Schlotterbeck
Photo of a reverie harp

Revere Harp

We were entertained with the assistance of Wren’s Phred the reverie harp, demonstrating that, indeed, music hath charms to soothe a savage breast.

On the secular side of things, the Board of Trustees decided to send to the International Druid Archives of Carlton College (home of the Reformed Druids of North America) Keltria’s various archives that now fill elders’ attics and shelves. In addition, the Keltria website and blog will be funded for five years. Thus, we expect that interested Keltrians and others will continue to have a “home” for articles, reports of research, and the general exchange of ideas.

Attendees at the Annual Meeting addressed the dwindling number of members able to serve in administrative roles by voting to dissolve the corporation. As readers may know, the Henge of Keltria was incorporated in Minnesota as a non-profit corporation in 1995. Of course, corporations operate under various state and federal requirements, and these became increasingy difficult to maintain in such a small organization without the same people moving around in administrative roles. As required for dissolution of the corporation, designees were appointed to carry out the necessities of dissolution, including dispersal of assets toward maintenance of the Druid Archive at Carlton College. Dissolution will be effective as of sundown on October 31 of this year. Tony Taylor and Karl Schlotterbeck were identified as the “Designated Authorities” for activities regarding the dissolution.

While the Henge will no longer exist as a legal entity, Keltria will continue in its new form, continuing to evolve as Druidism for the 21st Century. Those having been heavily involved in administrative duties will now turn their attention more fully to their spiritual practices. As before, mentoring in the unique approach of Keltrian Druidism can be available through direct contact.

Wicker warrior burning - Carrying messages to gods.

Wicker warrier carrying messages to the gods. Photo by Wren.

After the seminars and administrative duties were completed, attendees traveled to a beautiful site in Ham Lake and engaged in a Transition Ritual (written for the occasion) to honor what has been and to embrace possibilities for what is to come. Prayer slips were put into a wicker warrior (made for this purpose) who carried the prayers into the Otherworld through fire. (Pictures can be found on the Keltrian Druid Facebook page.) Then, a small cairn was built and blessed to honor the past and to lay a foundation for the future. Finally, light from the Central Fire was dispersed (as has been the tradition of Beltane fires on the Hill of Uisneach), with each participant taking a candle lit from the Center of All Things.

In casual moments, we enjoyed each other’s’ company, reminisced over past events (the good, bad, ugly and beautiful), envisioned what form Keltria might take in the coming years, and talked of a Gathering next year.

Thus, even with our small numbers, we had an event with educational, administrative, legal, musical, social and ritual elements – a testament to the work of the founders and the depth of our active colleagues.

The staff of the Best Western Plus in Coon Rapids were always happy to help, and provided a perfect meeting space for our group.

From the President: This year’s Gathering and Annual Meeting

Shield logo for Gathering of the Keltrian Tribe.I hope the warming days of Spring are bringing renewal to all.

Our annual Keltrian gathering is only two months away. As many of you know, with the Gathering also comes our Annual Meeting with elections, along with consideration of any other Henge business (some major items this year, but more on that later).

Serving as a board officer is one way to show support for the Henge, to embody Keltrian ideals and to serve one another. Elected offices include those of president, vice-president and secretary. Trustees at large have also been an option, but we may or may not be electing one trustee this year, depending on the outcome of proposed bylaw revisions that will be presented this year. Regardless of that outcome, I encourage members who have an investment in the activities of the Henge to run for one of the offices coming open. (I will run for re-election, but would be delighted to see others showing a similar interest.)

If you think you might be interested, but are unsure of the responsibilities, feel free to check the bylaws for officer qualifications or write to the existing officers with your questions.

If you are attending this year’s gathering, please let me know at president@keltria.org so we can better plan. The registration fee for the Annual Gathering is only $20 and can be paid on arrival.

Finally, in addition to ritual, social time and the Annual Meeting, some of the most valued elements of the Annual Gathering are workshops and seminars presented by members on topics of Keltrian interest. If there is a topic you’d like to see presented, or would like to present one yourself, please let me know.

An organization is only as strong as its members’ willingness to serve.

Reminders:

Dates of Gathering: August 4 & 5

Place:    Best Western

3420 Northdale Blvd NW

Coon Rapids, MN 55448

Call the Best Western directly (763-576-0700) for our “Keltria Group” rates - $80 for single occupancy and $90 for double occupancy.

Karl Schlotterbeck

president@keltria.org

No Maypole? No problem! Tips on celebrating the Feast of Flowering

A maypole in East Frisia, Germany, by Matthias Süßen - Own work

No doubt they rose up early to observe

The rite of May, and hearing our intent

Came here in grace our solemnity.

-- Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream

The great hinge of the year swings to Beltaine, the Feast of Flowering. The cows head to the summer pastures, driven between the smoke of two fires. Flowering branches are brought indoors, to spread the blessings of the green on all therein. Deft hands weave crowns and garlands of blossoms, ornamenting all for the rite.

At modern Pagan gatherings, Beltaine is commonly celebrated with the weaving dance of the Maypole – and the inevitable laughter when the ribbons tangle or someone heads in the wrong direction. Contrary to popular belief, Maypoles aren't an ancient Celtic tradition; they appear to be native to Germanic societies, although the concept of a sacred tree – bilé in Irish lore – is found in cultures worldwide. That doesn't mean, of course, that modern Druids can't have a Maypole in their rites; maypoles have certainly become an entrenched part of Beltaine traditions through the decades, and that's unlikely to end soon.

Flowers, of course, are a traditional part of May Day festivities, as are visiting holy wells. Beltaine, however, is primarily considered a fire festival; the name is often translated as the “fires of Bel” for the Gaulish Belenos or the Irish Bilé, although whether Bilé is a true God is subject to debate. The “fire” portion of the name – tine in modern Irish – is uncontested, however.

Why fire? Beltaine heralds the start of summer, as Samhain does winter in Celtic tradition; the flames are reminiscent of the waxing sun – and perhaps more importantly, the rising tide of life-force. While modern Pagans tend to think of Beltaine as “that sex festival,” it also has themes of purification and protection, as animals and their associated humans leave the bounded home of winter and venture out into the wider world. Fertility is, of course, part of the festival – as are tricks and spontaneous connections with spirits, especially the Sidhe. As with Samhain, the spirit-world is close and many Celtic tales are associated with this time of the year.

Photo by Cypresseyes

I've been Pagan and a Druid for quite some time, and have seen Beltaine celebrated in a wide range of ways. In that spirit, I offer the following thoughts for those who struggle to find a way to celebrate the season.

You don't have to do that sex thang.

Pagans in general are a fun-loving folk, and Beltaine can bring a gamut of randy jokes and flirtatious behavior. For individuals with trauma or pain associated with sexuality, this can become uncomfortable or even frightening. For those of us who lack an appreciation of juvenile humor or reserve our sexual impulses for significant others, a lot of common Beltaine “customs” can just be flat-out annoying.

I admit: I became discouraged by Beltaine as a young woman, when I literally had to hide in a horse stall during one ritual to avoid unwanted attention. (No, not exaggerating – sadly.)

Good news: You don't have to celebrate the holiday that way.

When I celebrate the Feast of Flowering, I honor Boann – Goddess of the river and wisdom – and her husband Nuada, the Sword-God and light of truth. I focus my celebration on the Earth itself, making and offering caudle – a type of porridge – to the land, and bannock with nine knobs to the critters, one species each knob. Most often, that latter is preventative in nature: “I give this to the carpenter ants, so they don't invade my house this upcoming year.” I also walk between the smoke (or at least the light, if I'm doing this indoors) of two fires and relight the hearth-candle for the season.

Key concepts: The awakening Earth and her creatures, light, fire, and the purification and protection offered by fire.

Alternative Maypoles

Let's face it: Maypoles are pretty impractical, even for those who want to celebrate the traditional fertility festival. Yes, there are instructions available on how to build and install one of PVC pipe for even the smallest of backyards, but not everyone is particularly handy with that sort of thing. If I tried to install a Maypole by myself or with a small group of grove mates, chances are that I would end up in the ER after doing something clumsy and Youtube-worthy.

Enter the Alternative Maypole! (Not to be confused with alternative facts; a pole and maying are actually involved.)

One year, White Cat Grove decorated its own interpretation of a Maypole: a seven-foot tall branch. Rather than dance around it, grove members decorated it with ribbons, feathers, beads and butterflies as the ritual act; we also decorated a wreath, which we then attached to the top to symbolize the union of male and female. Afterward, you can offer your creation to the Earth or the fire, or keep it around as a power-object. (I have the pole and wreath to this day in my ritual room.)

Key concepts: Male (something linear), female (something circular), ornamentation, joy.

Cloths tied to a tree near Madron Well in Cornwall. Photo by Jim Champion via Wikimedia Commons

The well-dressed well

Boann is, of course, a river goddess; Nuada is also associated with fresh water, as well as the light of truth and possibly clouds or the sky. Belenos/Bilé, the God most often associated with Beltaine in Keltria, is associated with bonfires as well as trees. With this in mind, you you can choose to focus your Beltaine ritual on the intersection of fire and water or, alternatively, tree and water, sky and water, etc.

Consider well-dressing: Decorate a watery place (springs are traditional, but a bowl of water would work just fine) with flowers, cloth strips known as clooties, even candles if you're working with a bowl. In this polluted age, the waters could use the extra blessings and energy.

Key concepts: April showers bring May flowers, the purity and protection of our water sources.

Do I have to do the May Queen thing?

Personally, I've never enjoyed the selection of May Queen and May King, although I understand the concept. There is a beauty of embodying community's energy for the year – which is how I've often seen this interpreted in Pagan groups – but there also is a weight of expectation to it. The Queen and King dyad can be especially problematic for groups with an unequal number of men and women, and the genderqueer also can feel left out.

Perhaps it's childish of me, but I admit there's also the current of “Crap, I never win anything” associated with it. (Fun fact: I won exactly one drawing-by-chance in my life. The prize: A potted daffodil. My luck ends there, at least when it comes to winning stuff. Needless to say, I don't bother playing the lottery.)

While we didn't have enough men – well, any – for the May King, White Cat Grove did select a May Queen one year with the traditional bean in the cake. The next time, we said “Screw it” and unanimously elected my cat Missy as the May Queen. She had a blast that year, greeting everyone at the door when they arrived and even walking between the two fires.

So, as with everything Beltaine, you can skip the whole May Day royalty bit if you want to.

Key concepts: If it doesn't work for you, screw it. (Not literally, unless it's consensual.)

Happy Maying, all!

Poem: Equinox

The blue has returned, a harbinger

of the next generation of robins,

the bold hydrangeas on the neighbor's bush

 

but that's all in the planning just now.

There is white snow and shreds of white cloud

the meltwater rushing over gravel

 

and everywhere a song: the wild laugh

of the woodpecker, the sigh of lovelorn

chickadees, the blackbirds' electric trill

Crocus by Jenne Micale

Sword, harp and singing bird: Aonghus Óg

Edain came out of Midhir’s hill, and lay

Beside young Aengus in his tower of glass,

Where time is drowned in odour-laden winds

And Druid moons, and murmuring of boughs,

And sleepy boughs, and boughs where apples made

Of opal and ruby and pale chrysolite

Awake unsleeping fires; and wove seven strings,

Sweet with all music, out of his long hair,

Because her hands had been made wild by love.

When Midhir’s wife had changed her to a fly,

He made a harp with Druid apple-wood

That she among her winds might know he wept;

And from that hour he has watched over none

But faithful lovers.

– William Butler Yeats, “The Harp of Aengus”

Amid the falling snow, the light lengthens; buds began to swell on the icicle-laden branch. The green force of life trickles and then flows in tandem, rising forth as winter’s cloak melts from the land.

It is at this time – the birth of spring and its slow swelling – that Keltrian Druids honor Aonghus Óg, the Young Son with the swan wings.

Áengus_mac_Óg,_Irish_deity

A painting of a Victorian era description of Áengus mac Óg, via Wikimedia Commons. Painter unknown.

His name has been variously spelled, and variously interpreted. Scholar and linguist Marie-Louise Sjoestedt interprets his name as “unique force,” while Celticist Mary Jones translates it as “Chosen One.” Writer Aedh Rua, drawing on other research, connects it to the old Celtic/Gaulish name Oinogustus, interpreted as “one choice” or, occasionally, “one strength.” His title is a bit more consistent: Mac Óg means “young son,” and Óg simply “young.” There are, however, variants: Mac ind Óg “son of the young/son of youth” and even Mac in Dá Óg, “son of the two young ones,” which perhaps refers to his parents, Boann and the Dagda (Sjoestedt 41-42).

He is associated with swans, which appear in a variety of myths, as well as four birds that continually circle his head, bringing joy and love (Rolleston 121). Some descriptions have him playing a harp of gold, drinking the ale of immortality and using his cloak of invisibility to protect chosen lovers (McKillop 138). In a larger sense, he appears to be the same god as the Welsh Mabon and Gaulish Maponos, the Divine Youth whom the Romans interpreted as Apollo. To draw on a wider range of Indo-European mythology, he has qualities in common with the Indian Kama, the Slavic Lado/Yarilo and the Norse Baldur.

But don’t let the swans and the flowers fool you; Aonghus is more than a winged Victorian Cupid figure. To use a Greek analogy, he’s equal parts Eros, Apollo and Hermes: the lover, the poet and the trickster. His is the primeval force that shatters the arbitrary chains of tradition — a bit like sex itself. Love may have swan wings and a harp, but he also carries a sword. And he’s not blind; in fact, he’s sharp-sighted and pretty darn smart.

A love that crosses boundaries 

Aonghus Og, from the 1914 book "Heroes of the Dawn," via Wikimedia Commons

Aonghus’ parents, “the Two Young Ones,” are the river-goddess Boann and father-god Dagda. There is a catch, however; Boann is already married to a god named either Elcmar or Nechtan, who may be the same as Nuada Airgetlám, the Tuatha de Danann god associated with rulership, justice, the sword and law. Associated with fresh water and a magic well that eventually transforms Boann into a river, Nechtan must be tricked the allow Aonghus Óg to be born; when the Dagda sends him off on an errand, the gods stop the passage of time to make a single day last nine months, allowing for the birth of the Young Son, who is then sent to his brother Midhir (“judge,” whom I interpret as the Celtic moon god) to raise. Upon his birth, his mother said, “’Young is the son who was begotten at break of day and born betwixt it and evening’” (Rees and Rees, 216), the origin of his title and also a hint of the god’s interesting relationship with time.

While Boann never leaves Nuada, it is perhaps telling that Aonghus is born of an affaire de coeur rather than a sanctioned partnership. He later helps his foster-father Midhir in his own matters of the heart, winning him the hand of lovely Etain (or Edain) via a series of impossible tasks with some help from dad – and conveniently ignoring the fact that Midhir is already married to the goddess Fuamnach. His brother and new wife live with him for a year, perhaps circumventing the rule in which the elder wife would be able to work her will on the new bride during the first days of partnership. When Fuamnach turns Etain into a jeweled insect, he provides Etain a home and protection in the form of a glass room. When the elder wife tricks Aonghus and Midhir away from Etain and blows the latter away with a Druidic wind, it is Aonghus who seeks vengeance, ultimately beheading Fuamnach in a rare act of violence (Heaney 25).

In short, propriety and social rules do not matter to the Young Son; throughout myth, he supports the path of the heart, no matter the cultural ramifications or consequences. He’s probably a great fan of Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet, although he’d likely give the titular couple more time together before the inevitable disaster.

He does meddle in human affairs of the heart, although in a protective role rather than the typical Cupid-armed-with-arrows image. His foster-son, Diarmuid of the Love-Spot, has the magical ability to inspire transgressive love, which he tries to curtail by keeping the infamous spot covered. He inevitably slips up and Grainne, new bride to his chief Finn, falls in love with him – although, dismayed by an arranged marriage to a man older than her father, she was admittedly on the lookout for a better opportunity. She forces Diarmuid to run away with her via a potion and a geis, over his protests. Interestingly, Aonghus seems to bless this love – spiriting the couple away in his cloak of invisibility over the heads of Finn and his men, giving Diarmuid advice on how to keep one step ahead of Finn, and later also spiriting away Grainne alone as Diarmuid fights on. As Diarmuid fights, he uses Aonghus’ sword, Manannan’s spear and a hefty dose of trickery to win the day.

Swan in snow. Photo by Jenne Micale

Love and Time

Aonghus has a complex relationship with time and its manipulation. As seen above, his birth comes after an alteration of time – an illusion that allows a day to last nine months. He is also heavily involved in the myth of Midhir and Etain, which involves the repeated transformations and ultimate reincarnation of the latter, who is continually gained and lost by her love, a cycle reminiscent of the waxing and waning moon.

He gains Brug na Boinne, his home, through the verbal manipulation of time-concepts. He asks the occupant at the time, the Dagda, to borrow the house for a day and a night. Feeling generous as Aonghus does not have a sídh mound of his own, his father grants the request. When he shows up the following day, Aonghus won’t hand over the house-keys. Irish, as it happens, has no article that differentiate “a day” from “day” itself. Or as the god explains it: “’It is clear,’ said the Mac Óc, ‘that night and day are the whole world, and it is that which has been given to me’” (Rees and Rees, 88). It’s a bit of trickery that would make the Greek Hermes proud.

From his conception, Aonghus alters the perception of time – although not time himself. He doesn’t stop the sun’s passage or count the years of Etain’s loss; other gods do that. Instead, he’s an illusionist, making us question the reality of what we see and experience and to look to the loopholes in the contract. In some senses, the Young Son stands outside of time, a perspective that influences the One Choice that must be made. These choices aren’t only limited to love; he advises his father, for example, to trick the ravenous Fomorian satirist Cridenbel by mixing gold coins in his food (Blamires 101), thus poisoning the Fomhoire and providing an alibi all at once. Standing outside of time and recognizing the limits of perception are, in essence, the key to cleverness.

Aonghus interacts with time in another way: by freeing the light and warmth of spring. According to a Scottish myth, the Cailleach – a goddess of winter – imprisons his sister Brighid in the mountain Beinn Nibheis, and Aonghus rides on a white horse to save her (Kondratiev, 152). The god associated with youth, poetry, love and springtime frees the fire-goddess, and together they bring the spring to the wintry land.

The fort of the yew-berry

While Aonghus plays a role in many myths, he’s the focal point of Aislinge Óenguso, the Vision of Aonghus. For a year, the god sees a beautiful woman in a vision or dream; she plays the lute or harp. He falls deeply in love with this vision-woman and begins to pine away, unable to rouse himself from his trance-state. Physicians call in his mother Boann, who searches the world for this woman to no avail. Then they call in his father, the Dagda, who has a rather comical, if pragmatic, response: “What is the use of talking to me? … I know no more than you do” (Celtic Miscellany, 94).

The Dagda, however, calls in another of his sons: Bodhbd (Bodb) Dearg, whose name means “Red Raven” and who is associated with arcane knowledge. Bodb’s search is successful and he finds the woman at Loch Bél Dragon, the Lake of the Dragon’s Mouth. Her name is Caer, a name that appears to be connected to the word cathair, which means a city or rocky fort; she is also called Ibormeith, or Yew Berry. Bodb takes his brother to the lake, where he recognizes the woman of his dreams – who wears a silver band around her neck, connected by gold chains to 150 other young women.

Unable presumably to catch her attention, Bodb refers Aonghus to the rulers of the land, the famous Maedhbh (Maeve) and Aillil, who summon Caer’s father, Ethal Anbhuail, to their hall. He refuses to come, and their forces – aided by the Dagda – overun Ethal’s sídh. Amid threats to his safety, Ethal tells them that he cannot give Caer to them, for she is a shapeshifter whose own power exceeds his own – and possibly that of Aonghus. After a little ungentle prodding, he admits to them how she may be approached: she changes shape each Samhain at the lake. Caer’s hand, as it turns out, cannot be won by either force or trickery.

Come Samhain, Aonghus goes to the lake, where he picks out Caer from 150 identical swans linked by silver chains. He simply calls to her, introduces himself and asks her consent to the match. She gives it, provided that he permit her return to the lake. He happily grants this and they fly off together in the shape of swans, singing the song that puts all into blissful slumber for three days. “The girl stayed with him after that,” the eighth century version of the tale ends (Celtic Miscellany, 97).

In some senses, the story is reminiscent of the Roman Cupid and Psyche, save that the roles are reversed; it is the god who must pursue the vision of his soul and win her hand. Force and flattery cannot win her, only the ability to choose the beloved correctly from others – a task that resurfaces in Midhir and Etain, except the king mistakenly chooses his own daughter rather his wife. After the choice is made, the beloved is asked her consent, which she gives in exchange for free will. Perhaps tellingly, she never leaves him – even though she has the right to leave and return to her lake at any time.

The Rees brothers compare this story to Indian tales of Gandharvas, or nature-spirits who appear as half-bird and half-man; their wives, the Apsaras, are water-nymphs (276). Kama, the Indian god of love with his flower-tipped arrows, “is also called ‘The Gandharva,’” they note (278); Aonghus turns into a swan alongside his bride, in essence, becoming a nature spirit. To take a larger view, shape-changing swan-maidens persist in folklore throughout the world, as part of a larger theme of animal brides.

The Fort of the Yew Berry is obviously something other, a boundary-crosser with great power, the last according to the admission of her father. Where, or what, is the City of the Yew Berry? James MacKillop provides this answer: “Her nickname Ibormeith (yew berry) implies something of the nature of her character. The long-living evergreen yew is commonly a symbol of immortality in European tradition and is still often seen in Christian cemeteries. Wood from the tree is hard to burn and was the favoured material in druids’ wands” (167). The City of the Yew Berry represents a kind of immortality, the numinous, shape-changing power of spirit that lies behind magic.

The story of Caer and Aonghus can be seen as the definition of ideal love: seeking, finding, asking consent and granting free-will. It can also be seen as the artist’s pursuit of the “Muse,” the creative spirit behind the work. (MacKillop, interestingly, sees Aonghus as a god of poetry rather than love.) It can also be interpreted as the sacred’s courtship of and relationship with the soul, who has her own free will and agency.

Restorer of the soul

On swan wings, we alight on another of Aonghus’ roles: the restorer of the soul. Caitlin Matthews considers Aonghus as a powerful “healer of souls” (283), and a primary guardian of the soul-shrine with his sister Brighid (328). In support of this, we may remember the songbirds (or swans, depending on the story) that circle his head, whose tunes inspire joy, love and release from depression. Aonghus and Caer also bring bliss and restful sleep to all those who hear them sing. In some tales, when his brother Midhir loses an eye breaking up a quarrel, Aonghus is the one who brings the physician Dian Cecht to restore him.

Matthews in particular cites Aonghus role in protecting Etain when she was in the shape of a fly, and thus vulnerable to Fuamnach, and his treatment of Diarmuid after his foster-son’s death. While Aonghus cannot restore him to human life, he brings him to the brug, where he breathes the spirit into him every day, allowing the two to converse for a while. Diarmuid experiences, in short, an eerie kind of half-life similar to that of the speaking head of Bran the Blessed in Welsh lore. To Matthews, “Aengus is concerned with the harmony which should be in the soul-shrine” (328), which perhaps explains his violent reaction to the repeated disharmony caused by Fuamnach.

As spring edges into fullness, allow your soul to listen to the song of Aonghus – his birds and his harp, his longing and his love. Like springtime itself, he is fresh and new – the “force that through the green fuse drives the flower,” as poet Dylan Thomas puts it. That force – chi, prana, spirit – is a powerful one binding us to the cosmos and its cycles as long as we live, and to art, love, music and visions. Aonghus Óg is a manifestation of this force, which is not limited to lovers or the young, but feeds all who drink from its sweet waters.

Bibliography

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Druidic symbol approved for VA gravestones

Circle Sanctuary's Lady Liberty League reports: "On January 9, 2017, the U.S. Department of Veterans Affairs (VA) added the Awen to its list of emblems of belief authorized for inclusion on the gravestones and other memorial markers it issues to honor deceased veterans.   It is number 65 on the list: http://www.cem.va.gov/hmm/emblems.asp

The first VA headstone with the Awen is already in production and is for retired Air Force Captain Wayne Laliberte of Texas (1954-2013)."

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