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Ogham Transpositions: Trees

First, before I say anything else:

THE OGHAM IS NOT A TREE CALENDAR OR A TREE ALPHABET

Right?  Okay, got that?  I'm here to talk about a tree list, which is one of many many types of ogham lists (including lists for things like hunting dogs and sows and other livestock).  It's just a list.  Some of the letter names are trees yes but they aren't all trees.  And on the tree list they are a few things we might not we'd normally consider trees - there are shrubs and vines and things too, okay.  But since part of what I'm doing in my work with ogham is integrating it into my larger practice, which is very tied to the land in which I live (the Chesapeake Bay Watershed), I would be remiss if I didn't explain my own list of trees (and shrubs and vines) that are native to my own region.  But pleasepleaseplease pay more attention to the Bríatharogaim (the "word oghams", or kennings, which you can find translated elsewhere online, promise) instead of just going off of "tree vibes", yeah?  These are supplemental.

Okay, now that you've all read my disclaimer and agreed (haha), a little backstory.  Some of the ogham feda have more than one tree in the surviving sources, so I'll list out both where I'm aware of that, and I'll indicate which one I "picked" or was guided to by my interactions with the spirit of that fid, by underlining it below.  But as I built my list it became obvious to me early on that I wasn't building out a single tree list but rather a list of tree triads.  In some cases, one of the trees will be native to only the Great Lakes region (where I was born) and one will be native to the Chesapeake Bay region (where I now reside) and one will be native to both.  Where possible, all three are native to my current region. But this is an ongoing process, and this blog will be a sort of time capsule: this is a snapshot of my relationship with trees and with land and with the ogham Today. But rivers keep flowing and slowly changing the landscape.  Also, I'm going to give the latin names (as best as I can manage) of the trees for clarity, and I'll add in my personal kennings again just for reference (mostly my own reference, but maybe it will help explain why I picked some of the trees I picked, since I'm otherwise not really getting into the very personal Whys).

Ogham Tree Lists

Beith - Beginning Healing

Traditional: birch (silver birch, Betula pendula)

My Triad: paper birch (B. papyrifera), sweet birch (B. lenta), sugar maple (Acer saccharum)

 

Luis - Lush Vibrancy

Traditional: rowan (Sorbus aucuparia), or elm

My Triad: mountain ash (S. americana), silky dogwood (Cornus amomum), flowering dogwood (C. florida)

 

Fearn - Fierce Protection

Traditional: alder (Alnus glutinosa)

My Triad: speckled alder (A. incana), smooth alder (A. serrulata), american elm (Ulmus americana)

 

Saille - Cyclical Currents

Traditional: willow (white wilow, Salix alba)

My Triad: black willow (S. nigra), silver maple (Acer saccharinum), eastern cottonwood (Populus deltoides)

 

Nin - Knotted Weaving

Traditional: ash, or nettle
[Note: after guidance from the spirit I settled on a nontraditional: spindle tree, Euonymus europaeus; see Onn. I retained nettle in my herb list, however.]

My Triad: strawberry bush (E. americanus), eastern wahoo (E. atropurpureus), blue ash (Fraxinus quadrangulata)

 

hÚath - Humanity's Hedge

Traditional: hawthorn/whitethorn (Crataegus monogyna)

My Triad: mayhaw (C. aestivalis or possibly an indigenous form of C. monogyna... they hybridize easily and how many species there are is in fact hotly contested as far as I can tell!), honey locust (Gleditsia triacanthos), common prickly-ash (Zanthoxylum americanum)

 

Dair - Dignified Steadyness

Traditional: oak (common european oak, Quercus robur)

My Triad: white oak (Q. alba), red oak, (Q. rubra), shagbark hickory (Carya ovata)

 

Tinne - Tested Resolve

Traditional: holly (common holly, Ilex aquifolium), or elder

My Triad: american holly (Ilex opaca), mountain holly (I. mucronata), american barberry (Berberis canadensis)

 

Coll - Canny Guidance

Traditional: hazel (Corylus avellana)

My Triad: american hazel (C. americana), american black walnut (Juglans nigra), pecan (Carya illinoinensis)

 

Ceirt - Queer Wit

Traditional: apple (Malus sylvestris, the wild european apple); also sometimes holly, rowan, aspen

My Triad: american crabapple (M. coronaria), common persimmon (Diospyros virginiana), american pawpaw (Asimina triloba)

 

Muin - Madly Intoxicated

Traditional: grapevine, or bramble (Rubus fruticosus)

My Triad: northern dewberry (R. flagellaris), american red raspberry (R. strigosus), american wild grape (Vitis riparia)

 

Gort - Growing Continually

Traditional: ivy (Hedera hibernica)

My Triad: woodvamp (Decumaria barbara), cross-vine (Bignonia capreolata), virginia creeper (Parthenocissus quinquefolia)

 

nGétal - Yesterday's Wounds

Traditional: broom (Cytisus scoparius); also reed or fern

My Triad: cattail (Typha latifolia), broomsedge (Andropogon virginicus), pointed broomsedge (Carex scoparia)

 

Straif - Strengthening Changes

Traditional: blackthorn (Prunus spinosa), or willowbrake

My Triad: canadian plum (P. nigra), osage orange (Maclura pomifera), sweetgum (Liquidambar styraciflua)

 

Ruis - Raging Fires

Traditional: elderberry (Sambucus nigra), or bogberry, fern

My Triad: american black elderberry (S. canadensis), red mulberry (Morus rubra), wild raisin (Viburnum cassinoides)

 

Ailm - All Timeliness

Traditional: pine (scots pine, Pinus sylvestris) or fir

My Triad: longleaf pine (P. palustris), red pine (P. resinosa), eastern hemlock (Tsuga canadensis)

 

Onn - Onward Momentum

Traditional: gorse, furze, or ash (Fraxinus excelsior)
[Note: since this spirit was very clear they should be ash, and I didn't want ash twice, I went back after to talk to Nin and we settled on spindle]

My Triad: white ash (F. americana), green ash (F. pennsylvanica), american basswood (Tilia americana)

 

Uir - Unending Cycles

Traditional: heather (Culluna vulgaris) or whitethorn

My Triad: wild blueberry (Vaccinium angustifolium), virginia mountain mint (Pycnanthemum virginianum), wintergreen teaberry (Gaultheria procumbens)

 

Édad - Ending Mundanity

Traditional: aspen (Populus tremula), yew, or "test tree"

My Triad: quaking aspen (P. tremuloides), largetooth aspen (P. grandidentata), tulip poplar (Liriodendron tulipifera)

 

Idad - Indelible Memories

Traditional: yew (Taxus baccu), or service tree, juniper

My Triad: juniper (Juniperus communis), eastern white cedar (Thuja occidentalis), black spruce (Picea mariana)

Another Kind of Update for my Crow Folks

This month I have been sick and overwhelmed and battling severe fatigue, and when I went to see Na Morrigna, I asked - what would you have me to this month?  Can I just rest?

No, not only rest. They wanted me to finally start a piece of devotional fiber craft, and to share a small, happy update.  One of my workshop proposals was accepted to the Morrigan's Call Retreat 2024!  So it looks like I'll be going back to Connecticut this coming June!  Perhaps I'll have finished the shawl by then and will be able to dedicate it - or pass it along to the person it's meant for.  I'm not entirely sure I'm meant to be making it for myself.

But I hope to see some of ya'll at the retreat this summer!  Tickets should be live on their website soon.

My workshop is titled "Sovereignty and Otherness", and here's my abstract:

This workshop begins with a discussion of what sovereignty means, and a few examples from lore of how the Morrigan, Macha, and Badb wield their own sovereignty, and how we can strive to follow the examples they set.  We’ll talk about the importance of self-sovereignty, and the ways in which our modern society attempts to undermine it, and then I’ll open up into a brief discussion of the ways in which we are othered – as pagans, as witches, as queer folx or people of color or neurodivergent or disabled people or as any other demonized minority group – and how we can use the insight those experiences give us, and turn it into power.

The second half of the workshop is then a guided journey, based on the same themes as the first half, where I will lead the attendees on a path through the woods to a clearing where we will meet Na Tri Morrigna around a fulacht fiadh, an outdoor cooking pit associated with Na Morrigna and the fianna, the warrior-bands.  Each person will add one item representing their personal Otherness to the cauldron of stew, to add sustenance to the pot, and then after speaking with Na Morrigna, will be instructed to ladle out a bowl to eat, returning their Otherness to themselves as the power and strength of personal sovereignty supported by a diverse community.

Ogham Impressions: Fourth Aicme

If you haven't read the introduction to the first aicme, maybe go read that first and return, because today I'm just launching straight into the fourth aicme.

I associate Ailm with the winter, and from that, with Samhain, and then the rest of the aicme with winter and with the north, though again as far as I know there is no direct historical support for that.  I'm also adding in some keywords that come from my personal understanding of each fid that I've developed in my studies, but again, these are to be taken as one person's opinion, not fact.

 

Ailm – All Timeliness

Spirit: a bearded, hunched over old man, but with trickster vibes. Long white beard, robes a dingy greyish white and faded dark green, bald, light colored eyes (possibly green-grey), walking with a staff.  Reminiscent of Old Man Winter illustrations.

Keywords: a cry, a groan, a shout; branches creaking in wind and popping in ice; tip of your tongue, the moment before insight, brink of discovery; epiphany, eureka moment; clearing clutter out of the way to make room for insight, removing the extraneous so the pattern can be recognized; metacognition and self-improvement work; sovereignty and its importance; beginning of a legacy, head of a family, an important or exalted ancestor, a progenitor; ploughing metaphors, clearing away what will impede crops, readying the soil for planting, planning for the far future; looks to the far future but also the far past and recognizes the repeating patterns therein; certainty, integrity, clarity of purpose, a strong sense of self; applying knowledge and wisdom won through long experience and good judgement.

 

Onn – Onward Momentum

Spirit: androgynous, ash tree dryad

Keywords: movement, travel; going where you feel called, seeking your fortune, following your heart; heading towards one’s heart’s desire, toward self-actualization, self-realization, success; seeker, pilgrimage; take the good with the bad, the honey with the thorns; the continual work of study, or of relationships; buckling down for the long haul, perseverance, sustainability; building for the future; don’t take the path of least resistance, take the path that’s necessary and overcome obstacles as they appear, the only way out is through; moving with a clear goal/purpose even if the entire path is not yet clear; a need for action and movement instead of more strategizing, any way forward is better than stagnancy;

 

Uir – Unending Cycles

Spirit: grandmotherly, but a bit like the grandmother from the Halloweentown movies*, grey hair, light skin, brown eyes, seems almost human, but that “almost” is very key – no longer human but not distinctly one of the Dead, either. Crone Energy, but back still very straight and limbs very strong.

Keywords: half-wild places, useful “weeds”; living in harmony with your local ecosystem; land spirits and nature spirits; gardening and foraging; practicality, pragmatism, thrift, waste not want not, frugality, poverty; bodily death, graves, decay; ancestors, grief; untilled soil, a field left to lie fallow to renew the soil, crop rotation; our own fallow times, and rotation in our own lives to avoid burnout; slow earth cycles, the “longue durée”; nostalgia, honeyed memories, rose colored glasses; preparatory work, getting organized so you can do things later, getting ready to get ready; the inevitability of change and death, but also the inevitability of new life to take its place; reincarnation.

* Not kidding, unfortunately! Sometimes spirits just like a face we’ve already got in our heads, for aesthetic and associations.  Which is why everyone sees the gods a little differently!

 

Edad – Ending Mundanity

Spirit: shifting between and blending two forms. First, a washer woman, a bit chubby but with dense muscles beneath, in wet clothes, with light brown hair and hazel eyes, her light complexion reddened by exertion. Second, a skeletal-thin feminine spectre with corpse-grey skin wearing wispy rags. Neither time was there blood, but she wasn’t actively washing. Very Washer at the Ford vibes.

Keywords: death, ghosts, ancestors, deathwork, hauntings; wisdom from those who have passed on, mediumship, spiritwork; entheogens and similar spiritual tools and practices; mystical or occult initiation, especially when sudden or unexpected; moving out of the realm of “normal” experiences and being forever marked as changed by this; nothing will ever be the same again; near death experiences and the epiphanies they bring; piercing the veil, the second sight; destruction of the old self to make way for the new, dismemberment healings, a need to leave your old ways behind; initiatory crisis; an unavoidable turning point or pivot point; important personal gnosis; the beginning of the path of a mystic or a witch.

 

Idad – Indelible Memories

Spirit: elderly looking feminine yew dryad, with berries in her long hair

Keywords: Old age, the process of growing old, and elders in your communities; infirmity, deathbed, the process of dying; ancestors and ancestor work; long-lived, long life, survival, endurance, permanence; death bringing only a new beginning; cemeteries and graveyards; sagely advice, wisdom and culture being passed down to younger generations, enduring folkways, the fragility of oral tradition; generational and family line talents, blessings, curses; genetic inheritance and epigenetics; inheritance of all types; maturity, guarding the future, looking to the past to plan for the future; look at the big picture; wait for the correct time to act; slow change and transitions; gateway to the lands of the dead; the truth of the past and of a life, as seen in retrospect, hindsight; reflection on one’s past to trace the patterns revealed; things coming to a final end, families that have died out, folkways that have been lost.

 

And that's the last one!  Though I might do one on the forfeda, and I might share a few more lists later, if there's interest.

Ogham Impressions: Third Aicme

If you haven't read the introduction to the first aicme, maybe go read that first and return, because today I'm just launching straight into the third aicme.

I associate Muin with Lughnasadh and the early autumn, when grapes and blackberries both ripen, and thus the rest of the aicme with that season as well and with the west, though again as far as I know there is no direct historical support for that.  I'm also adding in some keywords that come from my personal understanding of each fid that I've developed in my studies, but again, these are to be taken as one person's opinion, not fact.

 

Muin – Madly Intoxicated

Spirit: fat (kinda Venus of Willendorf but more androgynous?), naked, reddish brown skin, either intersex or a sex-fluid shapeshifter (unclear if my focus not good or actually shifting form), short and close-cropped brown curly/coily hair, brown eyes with a twinkle of mischief.

Keywords: wine, mead, alcohol and drunkenness, in vino veritas, intoxication; release, loose tongue, uninhibited; ecstasy, passion, the heat of the moment; voice, communication, gossip, chatter, but also deep conversations; communication breakthrough or breakdown, misunderstanding; deception, flattery, manipulation, ruse, half truths, insincerity, skilled deception; heart on one’s sleeve; emotional knowledge, communication about or from emotional states, emotional literacy or lack thereof; a need for discernment.

 

Gort – Growing Continually

Spirit: masculine, the strongman build (dense muscles with a layer of fat over it, not bodybuilder type), light skin reddened/tanned by the sun, farmer or rancher vibes, wearing an open vest, brown leather, with no shirt beneath, and cloth pants, and a black-brown duster jacket (leather or cloth unclear), small bone colored bull horns peeking out of chestnut colored short wavy hair, brown eyes, seemed to have a tail.

Keywords: cultivation, farmstead, gardening; planting and minding things now for a later harvest; tenacity, determination, reaching upwards and getting there by any means necessary; domestic, hospitality; feasting, abundance, nourishment, food; the delights of friends and family (not the obligations), siblings especially; evergreen, fecundity, fertility; creation of sanctuary, cultivation of one’s home place; short term plans.

 

nGétal – Yesterday’s Wounds

Spirit: male, almost androgynized by extreme old age: crinkled, wrinkled, wizened, papery skin, age spots, but still surprising strength to his grip. Short and hunched, wearing a worn cloak – not quite threadbare but clearly long-used. Long pointed fingernails like claws. “Ugly” he insisted.

Keywords: healing, especially with water, folk healing ways, home remedies, folk herbalism; smoke healing, smoke cleansing; healing as removal, removing that which doesn’t serve, surgery; healing as a process, taking care not to let a wound fester; accidental wounds or those gained in conflict; physical cleansing and mundane cleaning; physicians and healers; letting an illness run its course; practical measures; doing mundane work alongside the magical and otherworldly; elf shot and related illnesses, and the curing thereof; removing stagnancy, improving circulation; ruminations and overcoming them.

 

Straif – Strengthening Changes

Spirit: slim, feminine, hair almost white with pale purple tones, long and straight. Skin moonlight white also with purple grey undertones, eyes dark purple. Wearing a sleeveless floor length dress that was so dark a shade of purple it looked black at first. How I might picture a luantishee.

Keywords: thorn, reminds me of thurisaz; protection as offensive action, holding your boundaries by any means (including violence); aggressive, combative, intense; a need to take stock of your defenses and strategize, increasing your defenses after they are breached; rising to a challenge, learning a hard lesson, what you learn and become after facing adversity; turning the tables partway through a conflict and thus coming out on top; banework, occult, “left hand path”, secrecy; transformation as a process: pressure and heat creating a new material; expectations are different from reality, expect the unexpected; a period of intense work and growth, referring to problems you’re currently going through, or a warning that there are some on the horizon.

 

Ruis – Raging Fires

Spirit: A bit like a satyr but bovine. Male, naked, with a broad chest and a round belly. Russet chest hair, slightly darker head hair, small brown eyes, round face with small bull horns on top of his head.  Lower half sort of furred, like a red highland cow; hooves, tail. Big smile.

Keywords: blushing, shame, guilt, embarrassment; past mistakes, learning from the past; transforming trauma, overcoming insecurities; wisdom coming from experience and age; heat, fever from emotion or illness, hot bloodedness; a hot temper, rage, frenzy, flaring into anger; lust, passion, arousal; primal energies, extreme emotional states, intense emotions whether positive or negative; struggle for dominance, struggle against authority or oppression; dysregulation, mental illnesses that affect emotional regulation, coming back into proper regulation; may intensify nearby feda.

 

Sorry this one was late look for the fourth aicme at the end of the week!

Ogham Impressions: Second Aicme

If you haven't read the introduction to the first aicme, maybe go read that first and return, because today I'm just launching straight into the second aicme.

I associate hÚath with Bealtaine personally, from the association with hawthorn which blooms around then, and from that I associate the entire aicme with the Summer and the South, though again as far as I know there is no direct historical support for that.  I'm also adding in some keywords that come from my personal understanding of each fid that I've developed in my studies, but again, these are to be taken as one person's opinion, not fact.

 

hÚath – Humanity’s Hedge

Spirit: Feminine, so bright and beautiful she hurt to look at (this is how I experience a lot of the Gentry among the Aos Sidhe), with a sort of crystalline quality that’s hard to describe, and almost colorless, with white-bordering-on-gold skin and hair (crayon white, not human “white”), hints of ruby in eyes, lips.

Keywords: transitions, liminality; the fair folk, the unseen, the otherworlds and otherworldly beings; beauty hiding danger, horror hiding help, things not being what they seem, illusions; thorns preventing forward progress, hedges keeping things out as much as keeping you in; risk, chaos, anxiety, heart-pounding fear, nightmares; predators, and protection against them; fertility with the shadow of death; everything has a cost; a difficult and narrow path forward.

 

Dair – Dignified Steadyness

Spirit: Looked like an ent from Lord of the Rings, maybe 9ft tall? And vaguely masculine. Not bearded and not thin, unlike Treebeard in the movies – stout and strong and solid instead, like an oak with an enormous trunk.

Keywords: strength, especially for protection; the protection of solid walls and bolted doors; steadfastness, stability, unshakeable; rock solid foundations, legacy, longevity, building for the future; unyielding, enduring; patience, maturity; kingship and sacred kings; justice, law, righteousness; wisdom, deep truths and truth revealed; grounding, anchor; aging well, slow growth, the march of time; the strength of a community joined together.

 

Tinne – Tested Resolve

Spirit: vaguely humanoid but very androgynous; a bit like a dryad/satyr chimera.  Holly leaves and goat hooves and horns on their head that might be goat horn or might be thorns, very red lips and eyes.

Keywords: fire-hardened, forged, transformed by heat and pressure, steel tested in fire; transformation and transmutation; defensive, protective, guarding; prickly, holding at arm’s length; adversity and overcoming it, trials, meeting challenges; a phoenix rising from ashes, new growth after a forest fire but also the destructive catalyst; stripping away inessentials, back to the basics; training hard, mastery through dedication; martial arts, weaponry, warcraft; self-control, self-discipline, self-denial; a trial by fire, running a gauntlet; a likeliness you’ll emerge from this stronger, not broken.

 

Coll – Canny Guidance

Spirit: another dryad, but this one is femme and much more plump than usual depictions (more like Sergle’s art), with a round wide face and broad shoulders, hazelnut brown skin, green-brown eyes, wearing green maybe-leather clothing cut like a sleeveless crop top and skort but clearly not od human make.  Had a sort of warm and happy vibe, though it’s clear there’s more serious depth behind the smile.

Keywords: Deep wells of wisdom, knowledge, scholarly learning; enlightenment, insight; mysteries understood, the sweetness of a puzzle solved; integration of lessons learned; inspiration, communion, vision, revelation, imbas; initiatory paths; prophecy through unraveling patterns, seeing and reading the flow of fate/wyrd; going where life takes you, following the flow, trusting your path; stillness, silence, contemplation, the monastic, the hermit, the blind sage archetype; magic made through application of secret knowledge, the occult, esoteric; guidance from one’s spirit guides and allies, wise counsel sought and received.

 

Ceirt – Queer Wit

Spirit: corpse-pale greyish skinned woman dressed in rags that were once a white gown but are now dirty grey, like an illustration of a banshee, face that was not young and not old, sort of ageless, dark hair and eyes, wearing a veil, faded flowers in her hair (possibly a bridal outfit like the movie Corpse Bride?), wailing and shrieking and shaking when she first showed up.

Keywords: dead, mad, or a poet; crossing into the Otherworlds or land of the Dead; no guarantee you’ll come through your current trials unscathed; apples of life, apple branches of healing, both sweet domesticated and wild sour thorny apples; the possibility of renewal, transformation, or becoming broken by the process; possible deception, confusion, or obfuscation; falling off the bandwagon, relapse, and the lower half of a cycle, both the descent and turning the corner; anxiety, fear, burnout, as well as being overwhelmed by and struggling with these; mental illness, nervous breakdowns, madness; a need to balance both traditional and alternative approaches to medicine and healing.

 

Look for the third aicme in about a week!

Ogham Impressions: First Aicme

A couple of weeks ago (ah, how time flies) I commented on someone else's post about ogham that some of my understandings were similar, and it spawned a brief conversation about how my understanding came about, and then I promised to share some of my insights... and then, well.  Life happened.  Samhain happened.  And now here I am in the second half of November, finally getting some of it down on paper and screen.  I'll start with a little background, though, on my personal study of ogham.

I don't recall when I first heard of ogham, but I can be almost certain that it was in the sense of the "alphabet of trees" or "tree calendar", both of which are pretty misleading. My first real contact with ogham, besides lists of trees that had more new age material than Irish material, was probably in one of Raven Edgewalker's classes at Sacred Space.  They do use the tree list pretty heavily (they're a plant witch after all) but, importantly, they explained that the tree list was only one list out of several, and that the ogham was, at its core, an alphabet of sounds, a framework from which to create poetry. That sounded much more interesting to me than just an oracle of trees, but it wasn't until I got my hands on a copy of Erryn Rowan Laurie's book Weaving Word Wisdom and found part of the Scholar's Primer (Auraicept na n-Éces) online that I started to truly understand what that meant.  Even after I'd read both books and bought a set of staves and started trying to study them on my own, however, I was still finding them to be a bit difficult to connect with. So when I had the chance to go to a ritual on connecting to Ogma and the ogham, I went.  Long story short, Ogma told me that he would not be teaching me the ogham "again", and that I'd have to put in the effort to really connect.  I think it was his nudge or guidance that helped me discover the 6 month intensive I ended up taking through the Irish Pagan School, though, and I am very grateful for that little bit of help.

In the IPS intensive, there were three parts to the study of every letter (called a "fid"): first, we read the corresponding sections in both Laurie's book (which I mentioned above) and John-Paul Patton's The Poet's Ogham.  Then, there was an hour or so of video lecture that went into the Briatharogham (also known as the "word ogham") in more depth, including some cultural nuances that might not be obvious to people who aren't immersed in Irish culture (that is to say: not the diaspora, those are two distinct cultures at this point).  The third part was a guided meditation journey to connect with the spirit of that particular fid, and it was those exchanges in journey space that really helped my connection with ogham flourish to the point that I felt I understood it enough to include it in my practice.  Each spirit helped me come up with a two-word kenning (in English, alas — perhaps in the future I'll have a good enough grasp of Irish), and gave me a staff in exchange for the gift I brought.  Many also gave me insight into other lists on that first journey — lists of plants and birds and even types of magic, that I've been developing for my own practice with their help.  I probably could have connected to the feda (plural of fid) if I had thought to try, but the curriculum developed by the IPS was really helpful for increasing my understanding of the historical materials, and actually managing to do the work in a timely manner!  I highly recommend it to anyone interested in deepening their connection to the ogham.

Back to the present, I started typing out the kennings and the descriptions of how the spirits appeared to me, and even without sharing the lists of trees and herbs and birds and types of magic, it got pretty long, so for today I'll just give you the first Aicme, the first set of 5.  If there's interest, I'm happy to share some of my personal lists later.

I associate Beithe with Imbolc personally, and from that association I associate the entire aicme with the Spring and the East, though as far as I know there is no direct historical support for that.  I'm also adding in some keywords that come from my personal understanding of each fid that I've developed in my studies, but again, these are to be taken as one person's opinion, not fact.

 

Beithe - Beginning Healing

Spirit: humanoid, slightly femme-of center, looked like a common depiction of a birch dryad (birchbark patterned skin, “hair” that’s twigs and moss, etc)

Keywords: new beginnings and trailblazing; cleansing and purification (and those as sources of healing); herbal healing and herb lore; conception, pregnancy, and birth both physically and metaphorically; serenity and tranquility; hope for the future

 

Luis – Lush Vibrancy

Spirit: humanoid, androgynous, also dryad-like, but shifting shape between several trees/plants

Keywords: lush greenery, vivid greens (physical and metaphorical); vibrant flame, shining light (again, physical and metaphorical); life force; growth, mastery; enlightenment, inspiration; intense, splendid, excellent; power and therefore also sorcery/magic

 

Fearn – Fierce Protection

Spirit: humanoid, something like a satyr, but from the lower leg, not the waist. I’m unclear if the hooves are bovine or cervine or what. Masculine in appearance with a broad chest, chestnut colored hair and some facial hair, but body hair not obvious despite not wearing a shirt (yes wearing pants that stopped at the knee though).  Horns also, but again unclear besides that they curled from the side of the head. Kind of a battle frenzy vibe.

Keywords: protection, defense, guarding; walls and shields (and metaphorically, boundaries and emotional walls and from there to stoicism and repression); necessary/unavoidable bloodshed or “egg cracking”; activism, reactive violence; the path of a warrior, first responders, vanguard; chivalry and also machismo in some cases.

 

Saille – Cyclical Currents

Spirit: humanoid, feminine – like a depiction of a “willowmaid”, so another more dryad-like spirit, drooping twig “hair”

Keywords: flowing water, tides, currents, eddies, the water cycle; rivers, underground springs, natural wells; repeated travel (esp in boats or across water, metaphorically repeated otherworldly travel); the underworld and grief; healing that happens slowly over time, grief fading in time, cycles of healing from trauma; clearing blockages and dams slowly (and metaphorically, emotional blockages); learning to let go, flexibility, lightness, unburdening your heart; emotional ebbs and flows, mood regulation and self regulation; subconscious mind; bodily cycles (such as menstruation or other hormonal cycles; also the ebbs and flows of chronic illnesses both physical and mental)

 

Nin – Knotted Weaving

Spirit: shifting through many forms at first, a commentary on my preconceived notions?  Settled on something that reminded me a bit of a warrior queen, vaguely like the Wonder Woman movie (2017) but with bark armour and leaves in her short hair, carrying a knotted net, a spear, and a spool of twine and had me help fix a piece of weaving on a loom, untangling and reweaving.

Keywords: fiber arts as magical arts (spinning, weaving, knot tying, knitting etc); fate-weaving, creating better futures; planning for a common future and working towards a common goal; community weaving, social contracts, networking, social support systems; negotiation, mediation, cooperation, and diplomacy; group governance, lawmaking, society-shaping.

 

I hope this was interesting for some of you.  Look for the next aicme next week!

Crow Folks: Things Needed in Darkness

This dark moon, my journey led me back to the more usual place, where I met the Three Daughters of Ernmas outside a cottage, around a great cauldron.  When I asked what message they had for me to bring back this time, they reminded me that this was the last moon cycle, dark to dark, before the light started coming back.  After the next dark moon there will be a brief dark period, but the solstice falls near the first quarter, so the light of the moon will be growing at that time, at least.  I asked what I was to do, and they showed me a candle flame lit in the darkness, and told me they would guide me in writing a triad.  So that's what I have for you all, today.

Three Things that are Needful in Darkness:

a candle-flame of hope

a plan of battle

a cloak of wool

All three will keep your blood warm.

The first element of the triad at first was really obvious — a candle — but then they showed me that it wasn't just a physical candle, but also a feeling.  As they made the feeling swell in my chest, I recognized it: Hope.  A light in dark places, indeed. And a tiny flicker of warmth, in the hand holding the candle, and the hope in my chest.  The second one came as a visual, a map with lines and markings on it like a sports playbook or like many of us have no doubt seen in fantasy or historical movies.  That made sense to me more as a thing that was needful in the metaphorical darkness of a difficult time — plans show us the way forward.  The third item it took me a little while longer to understand, because I was shown a person sitting beside an extinguished cooking fire out in a field; it wasn't until I realized I was feeling a ruana around myself that I was not actually wearing that it became clear and I could feel their approval.  A good cloak, I thought, but no, they wanted all three things to be the same format of three words, and for some reason the type of cloak felt very important, so: a cloak of wool.  It's better than any other type of fabric for damp chill.  And the last line ties them all together in a slightly different way than the first: all three will keep your blood warm. "Blood" was clear in the imagery they gave me.  It was clear that the candle and the cloak both could literally keep your body warm, but also that hope and a battle plan were necessary to keep you alive, to keep your blood flowing through your veins and not cooling as it congealed.  So not just the darkness our eyes see, then: also the darkness in our hearts, which affects many of us at this time of year.

Crow Folks: Dreaming of Stars

So. I did this journey originally last Friday, on the dark moon, and I expected I'd have something written up for y'all later that day or Saturday at the latest. But what I ended up with was just so different from everything I've gotten from Na Morrigna before that I took a few days to digest it and then asked for clarification and it took me another few days (of other magical work and mundane busyness) to understand the clarification, and then yesterday I started to draft this in my head but didn't have the time and spoons to type it out... So here I am, almost a week late, with an unusual offering for this moon's Crow Call: a journey script. I finally understood that I'm not supposed to answer all the questions or do all the homework, what I'm supposed to share is the quest itself. When you have time and space to do so, please try the journey below, and then let me know what your experience is like either in the comments here, or on FB, or send an email! I think we're all meant to do this work together.

Journey To The Forest Beneath The Stars

Begin in stillness, and quiet, and darkness. Find your center, and align yourself with earth and sky. As you stare at the darkness behind your eyes, feel and see as mist swirls up from the ground, obscuring everything around you. After a moment, it begins to part, and you can see a path beneath your feet, and grass on either side.  Continue forward as the mist evaporates, until you find yourself on a dirt path through a grassy field, in front of a large doorway made of two large standing stones covered by a lintel stone.  The path continues through the doorway, but on the other side you see not a grassy field in the daylight, but a forest at night.  As you look at it, feeling a cool breeze coming out through the doorway, a crow flies over your head and then ducks under the lintel and disappears through the door, cawing at your to follow.  Circle the doorway to look at it from the side or the rear if you like, but when you are ready, come back to the side where you can see the forest, and go through. 

Once you are through, give your eyes a moment to adjust, and use your other senses to observe your surroundings. You might notice that it's colder here, and that your steps crunch through dry leaves.  What other sounds can you hear, as you continue down the path?  What can you smell?  And now that your eyes have adjusted to the dim light, what can you see?

The path ends at a wide circular clearing with a clear pool of water, rimmed in ice, in the center of a circle of oak trees.  Some of the trees are a size you might once have thought of as "large" and others are so enormous you find yourself wondering if it might take five or even six tall adults holding hands to encircle them.  As your eyes move up the trunk of the one across the clearing from you, you can see that they are taller than most of the trees you've seen, as well, but their great canopies part, leaving a circle of stars in the sky.  And such stars!  You can see the Milky Way to your left, at the edge, but the rest of these stars are more dense, more numerous, than you are used to seeing.  

Quietly, from somewhere nearby, Na Morrigna emerge.  "The star stories are no longer remembered, but they must be learned again." one sister says.  You look towards her, but she directs your gaze back up.  "There, these stars make the great silver tree, with the three golden apples." And there in the sky, you see lines connect the stars, to draw a great tree, and three bright stars become apples nestled in its branches.

"There are others." says another sister, as the lines fade.  "The scald crow, look -" and again, lines form.  Two Vs, one large for the wings, one smaller for the tail. A crow further to the right of the tree, and flying towards the Milky Way.

"And the cauldron," says the third sister, as the lines fade again.  "It rises in the east, upright and full, and then pours out all its blessings upon the land, and sets in the west, inverted and empty, ready to be filled again beneath the earth."  You look up, but not lines form; it seems this constellation is not currently in this patch of sky.

"Give what you brought into the water, to remember this place" they say together, and you find that you are holding an apple.  Not a golden one, but a normal apple, like you might buy for a snack.  You step forward towards the pool of water, and you notice the ice again, and how very clear and very deep it looks, with a small rippling current in the middle, like the water is constantly both bubbling up and draining down.  You toss in the apple, and watch as it gets caught in what had been an invisible current, sucking it down and then through a hole somewhere on the left side, vanishing from your sight.  It is the pool of an underground river, perhaps, bubbling up here as it makes its way through the stone below.

Na Morrigna leave as silently as they came, and when you next turn to look, what you see behind you instead is the doorway again. This time, a warm breeze blows through it, reminding you how very cold it is where you are.  When you are?  For you know somehow that this is Ireland, and yet it seems too cold for the time of year; there is frost and ice everywhere around you.  And how long has it been since human eyes saw this many trees of such size in the same forest?  This journey has given you more questions than answers.

With one back glance up to the stars, you turn to go back to where you came from, down the path filled with crunchy leaves and back to the door. Once again, a crow flies over your head as you approach the doorway, and calls to you as it flies through, and back into the daylight.  You follow, stepping back onto the dirt path, and as you continue on, the mist returns, swirling up around you until it obscures everything but the way back to your body.

The above is, basically, a transcript of my own journey.  The weather seemed too cold and the trees too big and the stars not quite right, so I don't know where in the sky these constellations might be, beyond what I've already told you.  I'm no astronomer, but I am a historian, and my experience made me wonder if this wasn't just a journey to Ireland but also a journey back in time, perhaps to the early iron age, when there was a cold period in Western Europe c. 500 BCE.  That would, of course, mean the stars would not be following quite the same paths through the sky as they do now. I think most pagans are at least passingly familiar with the precession of the equinoxes, and we'd have to do similar calculations to find our constellations of the tree, the crow, and the cauldron.  I did look up the corona borealis, the northern crown constellation, and it rises in the opposite way as we were told the cauldron did, rising pouring out and setting full, instead.

Tempting as it is to dive into that, though, I think the stories themselves might be more important.  They were very clear on the tree having three golden apples, which surprised me, because the only tree like that I can think of is Greek, not Irish or even Celtic.  But they did say the stories were missing.  So it's on us, I think, to find them again, or to find the constellations and channel their stories.  It will all be UPG (unverified personal gnosis) of course, or it may become shared gnosis in time, but sometimes such things can be useful for filling in the gaps.  We are missing so many pieces of Irish mythology: from a creation myth. to small tales only hinted at in other tales, to the stories of those Tuatha Dé whose names are all we know about them.  If this is to continue being a religion with living traditions and not a fossil to be merely displayed, we'll need more stories.

Crow Folks: Hold Fast

During the dark moon this week, I went to visit Na Morrigna in my usual manner, and we again gathered outside around their large cauldron.  I had pulled an ogham fid as an anchor before starting the journey — Dair, associated with the oak tree (among other things) — and when I arrived at the cauldron, I found myself holding the walking stick I had received from the spirit of Dair during my work with them and the rest of the spirits of the ogham feda.  There was also a small stump I hadn't seen before, and I was instructed to stand on the stump — which was hardly big enough for both my feet — and to hold my walking stick parallel to the ground, for balance.  "Hold fast", They told me, and I was given images and sensations of things flying at me, trying to make me move, but I resisted and kept my footing.

My personal kenning for Dair (which I developed in communion with the spirit of Dair as I came to understand them better), is "Dignified Steadyness" and that seems to be the lesson Na Morrigna were ingraining in me, this time, and the message they mean me to pass along to all of you.  Hold your ground.  Be immoveable.  You are strong; they cannot harm you, and they cannot sway you.

While I wasn't expecting to basically have a martial arts lesson, I guess it makes sense after last month's message asking us to plan.  We planned, and now its time to keep moving on those plans, to implement them and make sure the foundations are solid.

I expect we're at the beginning of another uptick already, though it may not be obvious until we get closer to the equinox.  Make sure your agreements are honored and your wards are tight, and it might be time to reread my blog series about a Defensible Home (1, 2, 3) if you haven't, and the one about protection during otherworldly high tides.

Crow Folks: What Plans Will You Make?

Once again during the dark moon earlier this week I went to visit Na Morrigna in the place I usually find them.  This time we gathered around their large cauldron outside again, and when I arrived, I placed some incense into the fire below it.  When I asked for an omen or message to share, I was instructed to stick my hand into the fire in the journey while using my physical hand to draw three ogham feda, and had a sort of double vision of my ogham set (birch coins I pyrographed myself) overlaid with a birch limb darkened by fire, with clear markings down one side.

The three ogham feda I ended up with were hÚath, Dair, and Coll.  Broadly, I understood these together to mean that yes, we have been wounded, and scared.  We have fought packs of wolves, we have been battered and bruised.  But nonetheless, we are still standing.  We stand tall, we stand strong.  We have healed our old wounds as best we can, and we are centered, in alignment, and ready to continue.    We have learned much from our trials, and we have tasted sweet wisdom.  We need to integrate all that we have learned, and we must be ready for the next challenge.  It is time to harvest wisdom and prepare ourselves for the work of the autumn and winter.  We should be consulting our allies, both human and Other, and making plans.  So, what plans will you make, Crow Folks?

What I’m hearing from my allies is that, in my local area at least (DC/MD/NoVA), the run up to the equinox is likely to be Particularly Intense as far as Otherworldly Activity is concerned.  So I’m focusing on my Local allies, first and foremost, as they are likely to have things they’d like me to do, and I’d like to continue being in their good favor and under their protection.  The next dark moon is the 14th of September, just about a week before the equinox, so I kind of expect that to be the “deadline” for figuring out what things I’d like to focus on in my personal work with Na Morrigna from now until Imbolc.  I’ll still be doing these, of course, and that seems to be mostly oracular poetry or ogham or both, for the most part, but I do have some things that are just for me, and I’m sure I’m not the only one with shadow work that needs doing, as that is a constant process!

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