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The dolphin so free and alive She is our sister! The wolf who must kill to survive He is our brother! We are the cousins of the eagle who soars in ecstasy… Sequoia and bristlecone pine They are ancestors! The cactus and mushroom divine We are related! The D.N.A. that runs through us all is the key… Throughout all of time and of space Life has been granted! Every intelligent race We have been planted! And those who have sown the seed now await patiently… Lughnasadh Dance Lyrics by: Gwydion Pendderwen Recorded on: "Songs for the Old Religion," Gwydion Pendderwen, 1975; "Once Around the Wheel," Ian Corrigan, 1987 (Association for Consciousness Exploration, 1643 Lee Rd #9, Cleveland Heights, OH 44118) Subject: Sabbats - Lughnasadh Lugh the light of summer bright clothed all in green Tailtu his mother true, rise up and be seen Chorus: At your festival sound the horn, calling the people again, Child of Barleycorn, newly summerborn, ripening like the grain. Lugh grew tall from spring to fall, and sought to find a wife But Balor came and made his claim and vowed to take his life The two did fight from morn 'till night and Lugh did strike him one; And Balor's eye flew in the sky and there became the sun Lugh was wed and made his bed with Erinn in the north, And there they lay through many a day and soon a child came forth The child grew tall from spring to fall, Setanta was his name, And then at length, by honor's strength, CuChulainn he became! 358 Erec, Erec, Erec, Mother of Earth Hail to thee, Earth, Mother of men! Be fruitful in God’s embrace Filled with food For the use of men. Selections from the Missal-Any Erec, Erec Erec Vehicle Chant This was written down in the Lech book circa 950 A.D. in England. It is the ancient Indo-European Earth Mother and Sky Father, despite five hundred years of Christian influence. March 1982 Druid Missal-Any Vehicles have figured in Paleo-pagan literature, and I was surprised to come across the trade name in the middle of some old Norse material. (Spring Equinox, 1983, Tom Cross) Wotan went down To the Underworld There to revive the Volvo... Han San went to Cold Mountain, Received the Magic Melon in a dream, and Took the sacred Citreons From the throne Of the Divine King Buddha in his Lotus sat The Mayan War god Had his Jaguar Hera rode a Silver Cloud (R.R. of course) Aphrodite prized her Opel But remember Robin held the Ford. Sliabh g’Cua. Haunt of Wolves Rugged and Dark The wind wails About its glens Wolves how ‘round Its chams. The great brown stag Bells there in autumn The crane screams Over its craigs (Ninth Century Bardic) Mount Cua
Hymn to the Three Brighids Verse for Oimelc by Thomas M. Cross Alternative Syllabic Verse in English Brighid brought us the burning coals Bright mistress of hearth warmthness Blessed midwives and milk-cows Barreness banished from us. Blessed Brighid, Queen of Nature Daughter of the Dagda comes. On Oimelc we salute thee Feeding kindling in fire. Three Brighids as the winter breathes Three nights and three heroes born. On the three hills high fires burn. Shall we bring our new offering? (Brighid is pronounced Breed or Breej for proper rhythm) Oimelc 1985 Druid’s Chant Great voice that calls us in the wind of dawn, Strange voice that stills us in the heat of noon, Heard in the sunset, Heard in the moonrise And in the stirring of the wakeful night, Speak now in blessing, Chide us no longer, Great voice of love, we will not grieve thee more. -Donated by Willow Oak, who is a Millay fan found this in a book , Collected Poems by Edna St. Vincent Millay where it is designated as a previously unpublished poem. It was written for a Tree Ceremony at Vassar College in 1915. So the “greatest American lyric poet” remembered the “Oak-Men,” as one derivation of “Druid” holds it to mean. Printed in Spring Equinox 1985 Blessing for Bannock Bread Oidhch Inid Be feoil again ‘S bu choir ‘uinn sin Bu choir ‘uinn shin Leth-cheann circe, ‘S da ghreim eorna, ‘S bu leoir ‘uinn sin Bu leoir ‘uinn sin. Bi bin againn, Bi beoir againn, Bi fion againn, Bi roic againn. Meilc is marrum, Mil is bainne, Sile fallain, Meall dheth sin, Meall dheth sin. Beannachadh Brathain 359 Bi cruit againn, Be clar againn, Bi dus againn, Bi das againn; Bi saltair ghrinn, Nan teuda binn, ‘S bi fairchil, righ’nn Nan dan againn, Nan dan againn. On Ash Eve We shall have flesh, We should have that We should have that. The cheek of hen, Two bits of barley, That were enough That were enough. We shall have mead, We shall have spruce, We shall have wine, We shall have feast. We shall have sweetness Honey and milk, Wholesome ambrosia, Abundance of that, Abundance of that. We shall have harp, We shall have harp, We shall have lute, We shall have horn. We shall have psaltery Of the melodious strings And the regal lyre, Of the songs we shall have Of the songs we shall have. Fall Equniox, 1985 Quern Blessing Ogma Incantation Here is an incantation to an Oghma like figure of “Sun-like Countenance” from the Scottish oral folk tradition. The Preceptor has used it and gives testimony of its utility. “The litigant went at morning dawn to a place where three streams met. And as the rising sun gilded the mountain crests, the man placed his two palms edgeways together and filled them with water from the junction of the streams. Dipping his face into this improvised basin, he fervently repeated the prayer:” Ionnlaidh mise m’aodann ‘S na naodh gatba greine Mar a dh’ionnlaid Moire a Mac Am bainne brac na breine. Gaol a bhi ‘na m’aodann Caomh a bhi ‘na m’ghnuis, Caora meala ‘na mo theanga, M’annail mar an tuis.
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Page 21 and 22: By Scott Stearns The cruelest joke
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