When you first attend a Druid Gorsedd there are a couple of things that are explained to you straight away.
Rule No 1: Don’t talk about Druid Gorsedd
Rule No 2: Don’t talk about Druid Gorsedd!
So with that in mind I can’t really divulge all the ins and outs of the weekend, apart from to say that there was quite a lot of discussion, meditation, ritual, good food, good company, fresh air and fun!
The venue for the weekend was an old Victorian country house called Barrow Castle which had wonderful gardens filled with all sorts of fabulous and rare trees and plants – one of the previous owners was a bulb importer and Nurseryman. There was a wonderful walled garden which housed an Eniogram – I’m not sure exactly what one of those is, but I think it is a reference to a shape! In this case the layout of the herb garden.
In the orchard there were some venerable apple trees which the Victorians had not only grafted rose bushes onto, but had also seeded mistletoe into. In this way the trees provided colour and interest all year long.
The theme of the weekend was community healing, with particular reference to the local deity Sul and her healing waters. On the Saturday morning there was a joint composition over breakfast of a prayer/blessing to be read out at the beginning of our days working, with a different person contributing a line:
Nine streams of water this day for my healing
Tears from my eyes that release the feelings
Receptivity of messages from all living beings
Waterfalls that take air into their being and enliven the pools beneath.
Transformation from softness of rain to the magic of ice and snow
Melting of ice, flowing and undulating, insinuating into the Earth’s soul.
My the water cleanse my self
Soft fall of rain on my face reminding me I’m alive
As inspiration it falls from on high, spends time wandering underground then emerges into he pool of awareness
Drop by drop , water flows together, streaming, gleaming, growing healthy plants and the life force of us
May we be blessed and healed by water.
In the evening we held a ritual in the starlight on the lawns in front of the house. To the west the moon, jupiter and venus shone brilliantly and in the southeast, Mars. It was one of the most profound and moving rituals I have ever had the privilege to attend!