At a recent Gathering I took part in a Mugwort Initiation ceremony. I have until now had no interest in plants or plant spirit medicine ( Ayauasca, Peyote etc) but something about this native plant, Artemisia Vulgaris, called me to attend.
I had a visionary experience. A coming together of many threads of my life, my consciousness…an alignment of things.
Having just completed DrumTrek and spent some time on the ancient land in West Penwith, Cornwall I attended a Gathering called ‘Reigniting Ancient Ways’ which saw Huichole Indians from Mexico, Kurukindi, a Shaman from the Eccuadorian Amazon, A Dogon Priest, an Origine Elder and Druidic representatives from these Isles gather together to share wisdom and lore. A very powerful truthful and enlightening few days.
During DrumTrek I had a growing sense of my connection to this land and as I passed through Scotland, England, Wales and into Cornwall it was as if the land was singing a song…an old song…timeless and beautiful…I felt blessed to be here now….to witness this connection…at times the beauty of these Isles moved me to tears….we do live on a magical Island…I recently attempted to pen a poetic description of my ceremonial experience…here it is.
Riding the green breath into a place of peace the moment rises like morning mist over still waters and then twists itself into a DNA like spiral dancing waving beckoning morphing into Wisps of tall Golden grass bending with the wind a stag bursts forward magnificent proud red brown and charging at me no fear only love my totem calls i open up soften and breathe deeply shapes shift and a figure appears swaying back and forth sensual and feminine a hand is offered acceptance a dance begun a face as old as time the crone the green woman smiles a radiant smile touches my third eye and my heart bursts joy unbridled i Journey into the land deep into it my land a land I have traveled just and always deep Earth song awakens in my soul my ancestors sing me to life the pipes the pipes are calling a song-line runs through me past present future one song one line a line meant tears of gratitude fall grace is upon me i am blessed