If you go down to the woods today…
We should have known from the gathering of cars and perplexed faces that something was wrong. Indeed we couldn’t get into the Grove- the key would not unlock the gate! So, with access denied we went along with plan B. Something that came as a surprise for both myself and my lift (LadyMorgana) weren’t aware there was a plan B. Good for us, that there was!
We went instead to Swithland Woods , a beautiful woodland filled with birdsong, bridges over babbling streams and bluebells… maybe doggers, but I didn’t see or hear any. Both me and Luchdorcha looked, but failed in our task as respectable neighbourhood watch types.
Coming to a clearing just off the main track, we lay siege to a bench, which became both our feasting table and altar. It was an odd feeling as at anytime we could be gazed upon in wide eyed- open mouth-breathing awe, so we decided to play it low key and made peace to the quarters, I have to confess I have never seen a circle drawn whilst prancing before!
Cthulhudruid led a healing meditation, where we drew the energies of the elements from within ourselves; then allowing the cup of mead to become our medium of energy which could be physically shared. This was an exercise, I think, we should do again as I found myself distracted after being bitten to death by midges crawling and biting into my scalp. It’s ok, I took it as revenge for eating that Water Scorpion. Bugs: We’re even alright!?
We then held the cup of mead up and announced for what we are giving thanks and honouring this season for.
Recognising Beltane as a time of initiation (childhood to adulthood, marriage, etc) we at the Grove of the Corieltauvi are a sneaky bunch; we had plotted to ‘surprise’ Cthulhudruid with a birthday card, cake and bottle of wine! We didn’t get chance to sign his card earlier so I sent him away until he could be summoned back. Reappearing from a totally different place (ninja skills taught by horses: FACT!), he was assailed by our gifts and affection. So yes, Beltane was celebrated as a time of change, with wine and cake and mead… yummyumyum.