Post by Morgaine ᚛ᚋᚑᚏᚌᚐᚔᚅᚓ᚜ on Dec 2, 2012 11:31:10 GMT -5
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Post by Morgaine ᚛ᚋᚑᚏᚌᚐᚔᚅᚓ᚜ on Jul 4, 2017 16:29:37 GMT -5
Yesterday, I performed a Soul-Leading and Passage Blessing for the third time in my life. The first time was for my mother, at her deathbed, and the second was with Br. Myrddin at his cousin D.'s deathbed (where the service I/we provided was limited by D.'s religious beliefs); this time I was blessed again to be working side-by-side with dear Brother Myrddin for both the Soul-Leading and a Passage or Crossing Blessing (known to Christians as "Last Rites"). Many people today never witness this process, but for the Tribes, and for the ancestral Groves, they would have been part of everyday life. So, I thought it might be informative and useful to post something about my experiences here.
Unfortunately, we got the news that P. was passing while we were en route from dropping off our car for major repairs, so we knew that by the time we arrived, P. would be gone. Normally, it is done at the bedside or with the dying person, wherever they might be, but in the event we did what all well-trained Druids do: we pulled off the road and did a Soul-Leading for him (something we had been asked to do for him beforehand). A Soul-Leading is a Soul Working done for one individual while they are in the process of dying to ensure that they meet up with their guides and that their three Souls (or Soul parts) arrive at their intended destinations safely. The Blessing "seals" this process by purifying and blessing the Soul Temple as a surrogate for the soul itself; much as a Healer might use a poppet or their own hand as a surrogate for the patient's body when working at a distance. This is usually performed at the bedside, immediately after the person has passed.
Having done this once, I had a basis for comparison. Although P. was about 15 years older than my mother, male, British, and living in the South, rather than the North, both he and my mother died of terminal illnesses which ravaged them for years before they passed, so there were some commonalities. Both, in death, reclaimed something of the beauty and peace they had enjoyed when healthy in life. But whereas my mother definitely look dead, P. actually looked alive. His colour was excellent, and the presence of his ancestral soul actually animated his features, creating the illusion that his eyes and lips were moving very subtly, although he clearly wasn't breathing and his Wisdom Soul had definitely gone. It was such a convincing illusion that I actually checked twice to be sure he wasn't still alive. There was nothing creepy or scary about being with P., and we were able to complete our spiritual work smoothly. This part of the experience was actually beautiful.
Amazingly, the staff of the care home were very respectful of us and of the whole process, which was lovely, because it allowed us to have time with P--and ironic. Although we are now in the Bible Belt, it was at my mother's passing that a nurse intruded to force her own religious beliefs on us all. Here, where one might expect such a response, the opposite proved to be true. However, several of the people who had worked independently in P.'s home became extravagantly (and aggressively) emotional and overwrought. In the whole time we've lived in the South, I've had people give me a peck on the cheek twice and shake my hand once or twice. That has been the extent of the physical contact, so I was totally unprepared to be engulfed in a sweaty, professional wrestling body lock, and forced into kissing proximity by a total stranger obsessively re-enacting their 'heroic' efforts to make P. move on. It took five minutes to free myself, and I spent the rest of the day in evasive maneuvers to avoid similar ghastly encounters. As you might imagine, this seriously impaired my ability to offer comfort to anyone. It is hard to comfort people while fleeing them.
I've seen people use mourners as captive audiences twice now: once at P.'s, and once at D.'s deathbed (where one 'mourner' turned the entire vigil into a vicious 'comedy' routine targeting virtually everyone in town--and all while a man lay nearby trying to die!). It really is a vile and shameless thing to do, and where the family has granted one the full authority of one's office in the situation, easily handled. But where one is granted only provisional or limited authority, options are limited and obviously some people will take full advantage. Obviously, having a Pathwalker present would be ideal, but right now, it simply isn't an option. Until it is, we need to find alternatives for dealing with these situations.
Post by Refthi-Meliaska ᚛ᚏᚓᚃᚈᚆᚔᚋᚓᚂᚘᚄᚉ on Jul 8, 2017 17:15:20 GMT -5
THank you for sharing. I am glad for P. that he had both of you to help him. It is sound as if it was a positive ritual for him.
I am sorry to hear about your experience with the mourner. I also am not big on strangers feeling entitled to touch me ( excluding little kids. their energy doesn't bother me). I wonder if such behavior is a reflect of manners around death not being taught. Outside of firm rules in some faiths (Jewish, Muslim) for burial, grieving, mourning, I think most peoples in mundane modern Western society don't have a clue how to behave.
Post by Da'jeena ᚛ᚇᚐ ᚓᚓᚅᚐ᚜ on Jul 16, 2017 7:28:12 GMT -5
Though I was sorry to hear of D's and P's passing, the purpose and structure of the Soul-Leading sound very beautiful. I know how meaningful and helpful Soul Workings are, so the work you and Brother Myrddin did was no doubt equally so and much needed I'm sure. We should all be fortunate enough to have people ensuring we meet up with our Guides and that our Souls arrive at the appropriate destinations unhindered.
I know my thanks aren't necessary but thank you both for doing what you could to ease Peter and Cousin D's passing.
As for the obnoxious mourners, family friends, nurses who hijacked both your personal space and the moments of a loved one's passing, all I can say is that their ego's and personal agendas got in the way of what should have been common sense if not common decency. I always view such behaviour as a form of bullying and other than making a painful scene, victims of it have little to no recourse. Except to somehow escape and avoid the bully as best they can.
Gentle hugs to you both. May you find some peace and quiet contemplation in the coming days.
We must become the Tribes -- every moment of every day.
Post by Hen!'Cuk ᚛ᚆᚓᚅᚉᚐᚆᚉᚒᚉ᚜ on Jul 19, 2017 21:44:39 GMT -5
Greetings Sister DaJeena (and Brother and Sisters All),
Thank you Sister DaJeena for your kind words and observations. Indeed, it is an honour to be able to perform such Rites as the anointing in preparation for Crossing to the Other World and Soul Leading. It is amazing how comforting for the individual who is preparing to pass and how much of a sense of peace it brings. The fear factor is lessened and at least with P he was seeing his Mighty Ancestors and Spirit Guides. During the last three weeks, he often reached out to them and when they did not draw him to them would wave good bye and relax again.
I have served in various aspects of what is called Pastoral Care since 1979 and have found service as a Psycho-pomp most rewarding as practiced in our Tradition. Working with Lady MorgaIne to do the anointing and Soul Leading was a new experience as I had always worked alone in the past. The Team approach offers much to those who have lost a loved one and reduces the pressure on those officiating. I hope others will learn and share in these Rites in the future.
Post by Refthi-Meliaska ᚛ᚏᚓᚃᚈᚆᚔᚋᚓᚂᚘᚄᚉ on Jul 28, 2017 17:18:43 GMT -5
Thank you for that sharing Brother Myrddin. I still remember when my father was on life support and you and Sr. Morgaine advised me how to help his passing. He was waiting for me to show up before leaving. He was finally at peace, and looked younger and pain free. Helping him pass over was a great comfort for me as was your support.
Post by Morgaine ᚛ᚋᚑᚏᚌᚐᚔᚅᚓ᚜ on Feb 9, 2018 14:32:19 GMT -5
To those of you who may be wondering (with good reason) why my Druid name has now changed two or three times, here is the story of my quest for a name I never really felt I needed:
Names, like garb, are mainly devices to help focus the mind and will appropriately. As, quite frankly, I've never felt much need of a Druid name, so I took a long time asking about one, and even then, only as a teaching tool. My first inquiry was met with wry good humour by my Avalon Guide and the Deities, but I couldn't hear it properly--a common problem for me. So, I struggled with that for awhile, but never felt fully confident that I'd resolved the issue. So, I made another inquiry in what turned out to be a scripted Immram, and got another unusable name--and so out it went. My final attempt finally yielded an answer amidst much mirth on the part of the Deities and my Avalon Guides. You see, I'd had the name all along, since before I ever met any of you!
Years ago, when I was doing a lot of my initial research for verification of Avalonian lore, I was browsing a site on Traditional witchcraft (not the same as "Wicca") to see whether there was any link with our Tradition. I found the idea of having "working" and "craft names" intriguing, and idly wondered what my own name would be. In response, plain as day, I saw and heard the Goddess's voice(s) say aloud the name "Clare" (pron. Klār, not Klār-ē; "clear, bright, famous"). I heard this not inside my head, but outside of it, as if her lips were right beside my ear. Clare did not sound like an Avalonian name to me; I associate it with France, where it is spelled "Claire". It turned out that the spelling I received has a long history in the Isles as both a man's and a woman's name (also true of the names Morgan/m and Morgen or Morgaine/f). Nor was I sure whether She meant it to be a 'craft name' (the name by which other Avalonian Druids would know me) or a 'working name' (which I would use only when addressing Her). Ultimately, because I could never get any confirmation of how to use it, I set it aside. But recently I decided to ask about it one more time, and this time I took the question to Brânwen, whose planetary story cycle seems mysteriously bound to my own life path, and to Bríga, as Spiritual Midwife.
Bríga met the question with a small smile, but remained silent. It was Brânwen who told me, "We don't have 'working' and 'craft' names; we just have Druid names!" before breaking into peals of delighted (and delightful, sparkling) laughter. I realised then, that I had never really gone back to examine why I'd set the name aside to begin with. After reaffirming that this is my Druid name, and that I can share it with this community, I thanked them both and returned feeling a bit foolish, but satisfied and somehow ... renewed. This was the first time I'd ever heard Brânwen laugh aloud, and it made me see more of her true nature, rather than merely the grief depicted in the 2nd Branch story. The moment felt very intimate and familial; a moment shared between cherished sisters and fellow Priestesses, rather than Goddess and student or follower. Had I simply moved on without getting resolution on this question, not only would I be using a name of no real power (since it would not be based in truth), but I would never have enjoyed this moment with Brânwen--which I will never forget, for it illustrates two things for me beautifully: the power of Avalon truly does derive from Love; and Avalon truly is a Healing Isle, for Brânwen has moved past these chapters of her story. She has been healed and restored, and if She can be, so can we.
So, in my capacity as an ADO Druid and Dreamer, my proper name is now Clare Morgaine, and my title is 'Merlin and Deer-Dreamer (Seal Tribe)'. (The Merlin refers to the bird, rather than the Celtic title 'Merlin'. The Tribes name is added only where there is more than one member with precisely the same title.) This is how you would address me in public or ritual settings, just as we address Refhti as "Refthi-Tiard, Mockingbird-Singer" in those settings.
The other lesson to be drawn from this is that one really cannot afford to take the easy answer and run, when it doesn't feel *right*. One must persist in one's investigations until one is confident that one has resolved any lingering doubts or questions. And of course, it might be wise to resist the temptation to post one's results as 'final' to the Forum! This can be hard when one is multi-tasking all the time, but it is the wiser course of action and saves a lot of confusion later on.
Post by Morgaine ᚛ᚋᚑᚏᚌᚐᚔᚅᚓ᚜ on Feb 13, 2018 13:06:56 GMT -5
There isn't really a perfect place to post this topic, but I didn't want to create another thread, so this is the closest thing. I wanted to solicit your opinions on a change in the pattern of people who are trying to register for our Forum. For the past two months, they've all been men. That makes about 15 men, altogether. Now, none of these men have applied as Aspirants, and when I direct them to the website, they disappear again, also ignoring the invitation to post as here guests without registering. So, what do we make of this? For the past 18 years we were lucky to get one man a year, and now it's all men. What's changed? and why are they leaving, rather than posting as guests or enrolling as Aspirants?
One thing is clear: No one actually reads directions anymore, because we tell them they can't register here without first enrolling in at least three places on the Forum's front page, and in several places at the website. I suspect they are finding the Forum first, but it's hard to say, since there is no way for me to tell whether the people trying to register here are the same people who are browsing the website. I usually assume these folks are just hoping to scoop up some quick answers, but maybe there are other factors to be considered, so I thought I would put the question to all of you.
What do you think is happening? What's changed? Why are they just leaving again? Thoughts, anyone?
Three First Parts for Understanding: an eye to see what is; a heart to feel what is; and a boldness that dares to follow.
Post by Refthi-Meliaska ᚛ᚏᚓᚃᚈᚆᚔᚋᚓᚂᚘᚄᚉ on Feb 20, 2018 16:18:51 GMT -5
I am not sure why more men are visiting. Maybe because Br Cal's joining has changed ADO energetically so that men feeling an attention or interests? I don't know why they don't post or because an Aspirant. Something in the website is not catching their interest or speak to them? Not enough info or 'teaser' to entice them to post?
I wonder if out brother could help with some insight. Something like looking at the website from their 18/20 year old eyes and not with the wisdom they have presently.
Post by Morgaine ᚛ᚋᚑᚏᚌᚐᚔᚅᚓ᚜ on Feb 20, 2018 20:09:06 GMT -5
Greetings, Sr. Refthi,
And thank you for responding! I am wondering whether it is because the Brothers are meeting twice as often as the Sisters are meeting, and thus generating twice as much energy to attract people. We've seen that happen before, in which case this may just be more verification of that fact. (Just a simple observation of fact, not a criticism.)
As to why they leave ... Clearly, they aren't bothering to read the instructions here or a the website telling them to apply/enrol as an ADO Aspirant before registering for the Forum. It also seems clear they aren't interesting in enrolling as Aspirants or in posting as Guests, and no one has written back with more questions about anything.
Since we don't know what they want, I am not sure what more we could do to entice them (without just handing them everything). Is it quick answers (the "drive-thru" or "a la carte" mindset)? Are they just idly curious about what lies behind the closed door? Or are they not yet ready to commit?
I have put the question to our Brothers, and will let them share their thoughts about it here, but I think the question of why women have stopped inquiring (for more than a year now, so it isn't because of the new website) is equally important. Any thoughts on that?
Three First Parts for Understanding: an eye to see what is; a heart to feel what is; and a boldness that dares to follow.
Post by Morgaine ᚛ᚋᚑᚏᚌᚐᚔᚅᚓ᚜ on Mar 2, 2018 13:29:06 GMT -5
I had a Dream which seems significant, and which I would like to record here in the event that one day verification is discovered for it. In my Dream, I was tramping around Ireland with Br. Myrddin, someone who resembled Nicholas Mann, and another ADO member (though I cannot remember which of you it was). I was leading us across the landscape to a site known only to me. I took a straight line from the Hill of Slane (which in the Dream I called by a Celtic name I can't remember now) through Temair (Tara Hill) to the sea. At the sea, there was an inlet with a finger of land jutting out into the waves. This finger of land had a low mound surrounded by ringstones on top, and an identical mound and ringstones in a hollow sea cave beneath it, just above the water level. I am not entirely sure whether I was seeing the sea cave through the side of the hill, or whether it was exposed, as it appeared to me. There was a steep (but not sheer) incline down to the shore, down a rocky hill face with grasses and moss growing between stones; at the bottom was a very narrow strip of sand or soil. It was difficult to reach (apparently, the Sea was slowly encroaching on it), but we determined to continue and get as close as we could without damaging the site. In the Dream, I knew the place, and it was important that we get there.
Here is what I found out about the Hill of Slane:
The Hill of Slane rises 158 metres (521 ft) above the surrounding landscape. From it, the great passage-mounds of Bru na Boinne, Knowth and Dowth, are visible. To the south are the Dublin and Wicklow Mountains and the Hill of Tara, to the west, the hills of Loughcrew, and to the north prehistoric including Mount Fortescue, Sliabh Breagh and Mount Oriel. Slane was supposed to have been the location of a mythical healing well, which was used by the Tuatha Dé Danann to heal their wounds during battle. In the Metrical Dindshenchas, a collection of bardic verse stories of place, the Fir Bolg king Sláine mac Dela was said to have been buried there, in the place that had been called Druim Fuar, but which came to be known in his memory Dumha Sláine (Sláine's burial mound); probably located at the motte which stands on the summit of the hill in a copse of trees.
The mound also has interesting alignments with other ancient sites, and in mythology may have an astronomical significance. The Rockabill islands, 38km away in the Irish Sea, are visible from the top of the mound through a gap formed by dipping hills. Rockabill is very significant to the Baltray solstice alignment, and the islands were also mentioned in ancient mythology. Slane sits upon a 135-mile equinox alignment stretching from Millmount, Drogheda, in the east as far as Croagh Patrick in the west, passing through the town of Kells and the impressive monument complex at Cruachan Ai; an alignment which is viewed by some as an equinox pilgrimage path. The near-equinox alignment involves watching the sunset behind the Hill of Slane around March 23rd from Millmount (said to be the burial place of Amergin, the first bard of Ireland and chief of the Milesians), overlooking the Boyne in Drogheda. An observer looking at this equinoctial sunset is looking also in the direction of Croagh Patrick in County Mayo. There are other earthwork features in the ground around the hilltop; notably, a ring-barrow, located very close to the motte. Similar barrows adorn the nearby hill, Sliabh Breagh, which is visible from Slane. A line drawn on an ordnance survey map from Millmount through the Slane Motte can be traced with reasonable accuracy as far west as Loughcrew, and specifically Carnbane west which contains a number of neolithic sites. From Millmount, Winter Solstice sunset occurs exactly in the direction of the Hill of Tara and its associated mound, the Mound of the Hostages.
Christian history identifies it as the place where Saint Patrick lit the first paschal fire in defiance of the pagan king Laoghaire at nearby Tara [although this may actually have happened at Knowth]. The hill significant to Christians long after St. Patrick appointed Erc as the first Bishop there, and a monastery survived there even after successive Viking raids.
Post by Da'jeena ᚛ᚇᚐ ᚓᚓᚅᚐ᚜ on May 13, 2018 12:31:39 GMT -5
Dear Sister Morgaine
I found great delight in your post about you coming to a final realization and unveiling of your Druid name! May I say blessings and welcome to you!
It took me years to seek out my Tribes name and I've yet to go hunting for my Druid one.
At first, I found it hard to think of myself as Da'jeena, even though that is the name given to me. In the beginning, I kept thinking "Da'jeena? Is that ME my sisters, brothers, Guides, and Deities are talking too?" Even as it felt right, the name in the early days didn't wear well on me. I often felt like a kid dressed in an adult's clothing. I could kinda see me in the suit, but it didn't quite fit. Sleeves and pants were too long, bagged in the rear, collar hung too low. But suddenly one day, with the persistence of hearing it from myself and others, feeling it resonate within, living it as who I am, the suit as they say fit just right. Was actually growing with me. I think of myself as Da'jeena fully and wholey now.
Am I ready to seek out a Druid name? I'm not sure. Does one seek a Druid name or do the Gods typically tap you on the shoulder and drop breadcrumbs into your ears... (oh what an image...lol)
AND your dream so close to the heels of St. Patrick's Day seems intriguing. You don't say, but did you and your companions make it to the sea cave? Are we too late to suggest a dream reentry?
Post by Morgaine ᚛ᚋᚑᚏᚌᚐᚔᚅᚓ᚜ on May 15, 2018 1:38:09 GMT -5
Greetings, Sr. Da'jeena,
Traditionally, Druid names are usually sought/received in relation to Dreams of Calling. I am simply a late-bloomer, too busy doing other things to worry about a Druid name. But that said, I find now that when I use my full name (silently) in ritual or Dreaming, the response is immediate and much more focused than before. It does make a difference, though whether this is because the name focuses me differently or because it keys me into the Tradition more fully, I cannot say.
As for my Dream, I know I got there. I am not as sure who else got there with me. I had the feeling that when I was below, some of my companions were at the mirror site, above, and vice versa. I do seem to have been a Priestess associated with Tara Hill and/or Uisneach during the pre-Celtic or very early Celtic period, so it is possible that this is a memory resurfacing --though why it would resurface now, I do not know. I suppose that might be a good thing to find out, though.
It is never too late to do Dream Re-entry for basic information, though it can be if a Dream is meant to prompt us to immediate action. While it was important that we get there in the Dream, there was no feeling of urgency in the usual sense; it was more about keying into the place, which implies access to wisdoms or memories which have not been accessible until now. Once I am caught up on sleep a bit I would be interested in doing a Re-entry, if we can get at least one more person to participate.
Thank you for your interest!
Three First Parts for Understanding: an eye to see what is; a heart to feel what is; and a boldness that dares to follow.