Creating Circles and Ceremonies: Rituals for All ... - reading...
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252 Creating Circles & Ceremonies meant life or death, and food or starvation—we need only go to the supermarket and buy everything we need. Urban dwellers usually forget about the farmers who provide our food, and overlook our continued dependency on the cycles of nature. As modern people we know we don’t actually have to make magick in the darkness to encourage the sunlight to return, but with that knowledge we have lost the awe and wonder of the darkness. Because of the pervasive use of electricity, especially in urban areas, we often have to create the experience of darkness in order to illuminate the light. With such ingrained cultural and religious emphasis on the light—always the light—we forget to value the dark. Half of the year moves toward darkness and then rests in it—indeed, “Death belongs to life, half of day is night,” 3 Midwinter invites us to dream in the dark, to become still and listen to the wise self within, the Old Wise Hag, present in every woman. Winter is her season, and she lives on the edge of Spirit, able to access both this world and the next. It is the Old One who is already in your future looking back into this moment at the choices you made, the values you chose to follow, the paths you took. Dreaming is her power, and she patiently waits in the dark with wisdom and guidance. It is often this wise self that we try to avoid in our constant rushing toward the light, and which we choose not to see with our inner eyes. The dark season challenges us to surrender to our dreaming, to trust that the strength of the Earth will support our weight as we sleep. It is out of the darkness that flowers eventually emerge, babies are born, and inspiration for poetry and ideas are nurtured toward the page and through our voices. In the deep dark places in ourselves, we find the inner truth about ourselves. In this winter season of so many people prematurely rushing toward the light, remember to slow down and do winter’s inner work. Celebrate the dark, where the inner life is honored and nurtured. Sometime during this season, take some time for yourself to go inward to find out what your dreams are. Seasonal Questions and Ideas • Ask yourself these seasonal questions: What am I visioning, hoping for? What dreams do I carry inside? How do I keep my faith alive? What can I do to encourage the rebirth of spirit in my life, my family, and my world? • Light a candle in the dark to honor a dream or long-term vision you have for the coming year. Remember that the flame is symbolic of your inner spirit light, representing hope and faith. Pass the flame to others. • Make or give candles as gifts of spirit, faith, and hope. • Stay up all night in the darkness and wait for the sunrise. Grandmother, Give Me Shelter A Yuletide Mystery Play By Morning Glory & Oberon Zell, 1975 Props Enough birthday candles for everyone, with holed pieces of card to place them through to catch the melting wax. Usual altar implements, including several large chalices filled with apple juice and/ or wassail, and a plate of fancy Yule cookies. Yule Log, appropriately decorated with ribbons, sprigs of holly, and ivy, and set with three lit candles: red, white, and green. “The King” —a beautiful little box containing a lifesized feathered effigy of a wren wrapped in red and gold ribbons, with a gold foil crown on its head, and reposing in a little mossy nest.
Book III: W heel of the Year 253 Costumes Winter King: grey cloak over red robe or Santa suit; Santa hat; scythe and hourglass; holly wreath for head. Wint’ry Queen: voluminous white cloak over black robe; headdress of stars and icicles. Corn King: an ear of dried Indian corn with shucks attached. Madrone: a madrone branch with berries. Bear: a bear mask. Coyote: a coyote mask. Woman: a fringed scarf. Jesus: a white robe and crown of thorns. Lucia: a huge red candle and ivy wreath; bright Yule garments. Ritual begins with procession of the Yule log, carried by several children, and led by a small boy carrying “The King.” Rather than having the candles set in and lit, a very small child (“The Robin”) may ride the log in. Traditional song is sung: Joy, health love and peace Be all here in this place By your leave we will sing, Concerning our King! Our King is well dressed in silks of the best In ribbons so rare, no king could compare! We have traveled many miles Over hedges and stiles In search of our King, and to you we bring Joy, health love and peace Be all here in this place (etc.) The Yule log is set on the hearth in front of the fireplace, and the King is placed on the altar. All the people find their places around the room and settle down. The Circle is cast and the Elements are invoked in the usual manner. Gwydion’s song. “The Wint’ry Queen,” is played. Then the one who is to be the Winter King comes forward, wearing a grey cloak with the hood down, and a wreath of mistletoe and ivy, and evokes the Wint’ry Queen. She, in turn, evokes the Winter King in him, whereupon he raises his hood and lowers it to his eyes. They bow formally to each other, then retreat to their respective places, he by the Yule tree, and she by the doorway into the hall, where her cloak will serve as a portal for the comings and goings of various actors. Priestess: Comes forward to explain the significance of what is to come by telling a little story about the time of year, and what it means in the natural world, and that as the year turns, so do the ages... Recording: “Shelter From the Storm” by Bob Dylan (from Blood on the Tracks) After song ends, a series of Supplicants approach the Wint’ry Queen: Corn King: Grandmother, give me shelter! I am tired and I want to rest. I have spent my pollen and begotten a bountiful harvest. Wint’ry Queen: Well done, my good and faithful son! As the Corn King, you have given your all and many have been fed by your sacrifice. Enter my doorway. You have earned the peace of repose. (Corn King enters into the Wint’ry Queen’s cloak.) Madrone: Grandmother, give me shelter! My limbs are weary and my bark has fallen away. I am lonely, and naked to the cold winter wind. Wint’ry Queen: No, my daughter Madrone, your task is not done. For though your bark has fallen away, your berries are just now ripening. You must provide winter food for the birds and squirrels. (Madrone leaves.) Bear: Grandmother, give me shelter! The land is barren and cold, and my bare feet are freezing on the icy ground. I have grown fat on the summer salmon and blackberries, but now the stream is frozen over and the berry patch is only sharp brambles. Wint’ry Queen: Poor Bear, come in from the cold, and sleep in warmth and comfort, dreaming of ripe summer berries and salmon leaping in the running streams. (Bear enters into the Wint’ry Queen’s cloak.) Coyote: Gramma, gimme shelter! All my prey are hiding in their nests, safe from the cold where I can’t reach them. I sing to the moon and she only brings me rabbits! If I eat one more rabbit, my nose will start twitching! Crone: Coyote, Trickster, Teller of Tales, you told the rabbits in the dark of the moon that they must hasten her return by making more rabbits. Now there are so many rabbits there isn’t enough food for all.
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meant life or death, <strong>and</strong> food or starvation—we need only go to the supermarket <strong>and</strong> buy<br />
everything we need. Urban dwellers usually <strong>for</strong>get about the farmers who provide our food,<br />
<strong>and</strong> overlook our continued dependency on the cycles of nature. As modern people we<br />
know we don’t actually have to make magick in the darkness to encourage the sunlight to<br />
return, but with that knowledge we have lost the awe <strong>and</strong> wonder of the darkness. Because<br />
of the pervasive use of electricity, especially in urban areas, we often have to create the<br />
experience of darkness in order to illuminate the light. With such ingrained cultural <strong>and</strong><br />
religious emphasis on the light—always the light—we <strong>for</strong>get to value the dark. Half of the<br />
year moves toward darkness <strong>and</strong> then rests in it—indeed, “Death belongs to life, half of day<br />
is night,” 3<br />
Midwinter invites us to dream in the dark, to become still <strong>and</strong> listen to the wise self<br />
within, the Old Wise Hag, present in every woman. Winter is her season, <strong>and</strong> she lives on the<br />
edge of Spirit, able to access both this world <strong>and</strong> the next. It is the Old One who is already in<br />
your future looking back into this moment at the choices you made, the values you chose to<br />
follow, the paths you took. Dreaming is her power, <strong>and</strong> she patiently waits in the dark with<br />
wisdom <strong>and</strong> guidance. It is often this wise self that we try to avoid in our constant rushing<br />
toward the light, <strong>and</strong> which we choose not to see with our inner eyes.<br />
The dark season challenges us to surrender to our dreaming, to trust that the strength of the<br />
Earth will support our weight as we sleep. It is out of the darkness that flowers eventually<br />
emerge, babies are born, <strong>and</strong> inspiration <strong>for</strong> poetry <strong>and</strong> ideas are nurtured toward the<br />
page <strong>and</strong> through our voices. In the deep dark places in ourselves, we find the inner<br />
truth about ourselves. In this winter season of so many people prematurely rushing<br />
toward the light, remember to slow down <strong>and</strong> do winter’s inner work. Celebrate the<br />
dark, where the inner life is honored <strong>and</strong> nurtured. Sometime during this season,<br />
take some time <strong>for</strong> yourself to go inward to find out what your dreams are.<br />
Seasonal Questions <strong>and</strong> Ideas<br />
• Ask yourself these seasonal questions:<br />
What am I visioning, hoping <strong>for</strong>?<br />
What dreams do I carry inside?<br />
How do I keep my faith alive?<br />
What can I do to encourage the rebirth of spirit in my life, my family, <strong>and</strong> my world?<br />
• Light a c<strong>and</strong>le in the dark to honor a dream or long-term vision you have <strong>for</strong><br />
the coming year. Remember that the flame is symbolic of your inner spirit<br />
light, representing hope <strong>and</strong> faith. Pass the flame to others.<br />
• Make or give c<strong>and</strong>les as gifts of spirit, faith, <strong>and</strong> hope.<br />
• Stay up all night in the darkness <strong>and</strong> wait <strong>for</strong> the sunrise.<br />
Gr<strong>and</strong>mother, Give Me Shelter<br />
A Yuletide Mystery Play<br />
By Morning Glory & Oberon Zell, 1975<br />
Props<br />
Enough birthday c<strong>and</strong>les <strong>for</strong> everyone, with<br />
holed pieces of card to place them<br />
through to catch the melting wax.<br />
Usual altar implements, including several<br />
large chalices filled with apple juice <strong>and</strong>/<br />
or wassail, <strong>and</strong> a plate of fancy Yule<br />
cookies.<br />
Yule Log, appropriately decorated with ribbons,<br />
sprigs of holly, <strong>and</strong> ivy, <strong>and</strong> set<br />
with three lit c<strong>and</strong>les: red, white, <strong>and</strong><br />
green.<br />
“The King” —a beautiful little box containing<br />
a lifesized feathered effigy of a wren<br />
wrapped in red <strong>and</strong> gold ribbons, with a<br />
gold foil crown on its head, <strong>and</strong> reposing<br />
in a little mossy nest.