The snow drifts down, light and powdery with the breath of the cold. Dawn tarries and night hurries in.
Now is the time of Meán Geimhridh, what the Henge of Keltria terms the Feast of Rebirth. Traditionally, we honor the Dagda (the Good God, as in “good at everything”) and Brighid (her name has been interpreted as “exalted” or “she who rises”) for this feast day.
If you have Keltria’s Book of Ritual, you’ll notice that they don’t include suggestions for “Grove’s Choice” for the Feast of Rebirth; you’re meant to come up with your own ideas here. Grove’s Choice is essentially the symbolic act at the heart of the ceremony, and is up to the practitioners; since most people operate as solitaries, I like to call it the meat (or tofu) of ritual.
So, what’s my tofu like for Meán Geimhridh?
This year, I’m doing something different: Making a set of prayer beads, according to the instructions set forth in Lunaea Weatherstone’s Tending Brigid’s Flame. The making of the beads is part of the ritual. From my script:
I call upon you, Brighid Bean-Goibhne, Brighid the Smith, for your inspiration in this work. I call upon you, Dagda, the Good God, who is good at all things. Bless my work.
Afterwards, I will immediately use the beads for their intended purpose. Later on in the rite, I will also light candles and chant to strengthen the waxing light, which is something I do every year. The chant (which I always sing, rather than speak) comes from the lore, although the melody is my own:
Peace up to the sky
Sky down to earth
Earth beneath heaven
Strength to everyone
The prayer beads are a new innovation. We’ll see how it goes this year. As I make the beads, I plan to play a mix CD I made for Brighid some years back. (Yes, I do make mix-tapes for the Gods. I also have a Morrigan mix and Aonghus Og mix about.)
In previous years, I’ve tried different innovations. I’ve honored Brighid as the Goddess of the Hearth and the Dagda as the Lord of Abundance by holding the ritual in the kitchen, baking bannock and meditating on the Gods of the Season while the bannock baked. I’ve done a trance-meditation on the light reaching the spiral in the heart of Brugh na Boinne (Newgrange).
When White Cat Grove was more than just me, I also had each member present write a blessing on a slip of paper and put it in the bowl; they included such things as health, warmth, financial security, right livelihood, etc. Here’s the meditation:
Dagda, the Good God, has a cauldron from plenty from which none ever go hungry. He is the father that feeds the tribe, lover and protector and nourisher. The Red One of Knowlege bestows blessings without stinginess, without fail, for all those who seek. And so, in this time of cold, let each of us follow example, granting blessings in a time of darkness.
What blessings does the world need most — you, your family, your Druid sisters? Ask not for yourselves, but as the bestower of blessing. When the Dagda’s spirit moves you, take up the paper and pen and grant four blessings on separate slips of paper. Then fold them and out them in the offering bowl
At the end of the meditation, each of us took one slip to show the Gods’ blessings on our own lives. The rest went into the offering fire.
These are just some of the ways I cook my ritual-tofu for the Feast of Rebirth. Feel free to use any of these ideas, and to share your own!