Ayla Nereo’s Whispers
Her songs are so Nature infused, no Druid can resist!!
Ayla Nereo’s Whispers
Opening to the Flow, Finding the Right Fit
I am an extremely sensitive individual. I’ve been open to the flow since before I was born. But that can be a blessing and a curse and most of my life I have not known how to shut it off, or to turn it down to a trickle, how to make it manageable. Now I know. Now that I control the volume so to speak, I am still not very open most of the time…so yes, what was happening for me internally during the Bardic grade, to a large extent was Continue reading “Touching the Muse in the Dark, part 2”
Finding a Muse or Two
I feel so much clarity beginning to happen in my work right now. Yes Mercury has been in Retrograde, with all of the well publicized communication shit-storm that entails…but for me, right now, it feels like hearing a clear piercing voice singing out a single note in the midst of a squalling storm. Emma Restall Orr is that voice.
At times I feel as if I am spread out over the landscape and inside things, and am myself living in every tree, in the splashing of the waves, in the clouds and the animals that come and go, in the process of the seasons. —Carl Jung
This has been a tough winter for me. It’s been colder than usual, more rainy, and we’ve even had more snow than normal where I live. And, well, politics. I’m normally rather quiet and reflective in winter but this year I’ve been more somber and depressed…
So now, just like the groundhog, I’m trying to crawl out of my hole here.
Yesterday was Imbolc. And just like every festival day for the last couple of years, since we started our Bardic studies, we planned to do something and I always bail out. I never want to do anything special on these festival days, and I think I’ve finally put my finger on two reasons why.
Continue reading “My Life is My Ritual”
What it means to be “of Native Heritage but not Enrolled”, to be an “Ally” and why you will find references to Native American culture on this site
This could be a massively long post, because it’s a complicated subject, but I want to make it short.
As a person who identifies as a Druid, which is a North-Western European Celtic tradition, I am also an American, and thus not just one thing.
This is something I have struggled with for a long time-something many Americans struggle with-Identity.
As someone who has over 40% North Atlantic ancestry, and very pale skin, most people would classify me as “white”. But I don’t identify as white-or rather, not completely. If had to draw myself, I would not use the “flesh” colored crayon, but rather a light brown one. I do not see myself as white. Because I grew up with stories of ancestors with Native blood I have always identified as part “Cherokee”, and growing up STRONGLY identified with Native Americans who were in the news as Activists at the time (Alcatraz and Wounded Knee-a topic for another day), although I now have a much deeper understanding of what that word “Cherokee” was hiding.
In a word-“Melungeon”, and if you’ve never heard that word Continue reading “Am and Am Not”
“Death is there to keep us honest, and constantly remind us we are free” – Dan Fogleberg
Some call it Halloween, some call it Samhain, but since this upcoming “Holiday” is about honoring the Ancestors, I like to use the Welsh name for it- Nos Calan Gaeaf, because I have a lot of Welsh Ancestors, and the Welsh culture is something I feel drawn to.
Broken down, Nos is “night”, Calan is “New Year” and Gaeaf is “Winter”,
All together it means the night before “Calan Gaeaf” or the the Night Before Winter New Year. In most traditional cultures, the New Year starts when the larders are full, harvest is in, life is bountiful and we are optimistic we will make it through the long winter ahead.
I am purposefully “anti” American Holidays, because they have been Continue reading “Calan Gaeaf”