7:30-9pm GMT
From the end of September the land is full with the fruit harvest. We celebrate Mabon, or the Autumn Equinox at the 21st, followed on 29th September with the marking of Michaelmas, named after the great angel of light, the defender, protector, healer and judge of our departing souls.
English folk custom reveals this day as a significant time in the folk almanac for feasting, settling disputes and pilgrimages to healing places.
In our own field, Michaelmas is a time to gather the sweetness of the land’s offerings; nuts and berries, light and inspiration, healing and knowledge about the ever turning cycle of life. Practices of the land spirits, the traditions of the Creideamh Sí arise at this point and we discover ways to build these into our own magical works.
We offer the gifts of fruit to the hidden spirits of our home and fields, from the bounty we have enjoyed. Harness the pulse of lore, and draw closer to the spirit that reside in the land.
You can bring Red thread, local wild flowers, corn husks. Pen and paper. A candle.
7:30-9pm GMT
From the end of September the land is full with the fruit harvest. We celebrate Mabon, or the Autumn Equinox at the 21st, followed on 29th September with the marking of Michaelmas, named after the great angel of light, the defender, protector, healer and judge of our departing souls.
English folk custom reveals this day as a significant time in the folk almanac for feasting, settling disputes and pilgrimages to healing places.
In our own field, Michaelmas is a time to gather the sweetness of the land’s offerings; nuts and berries, light and inspiration, healing and knowledge about the ever turning cycle of life. Practices of the land spirits, the traditions of the Creideamh Sí arise at this point and we discover ways to build these into our own magical works.
We offer the gifts of fruit to the hidden spirits of our home and fields, from the bounty we have enjoyed. Harness the pulse of lore, and draw closer to the spirit that reside in the land.
You can bring Red thread, local wild flowers, corn husks. Pen and paper. A candle.
William Thomas Horton, The Way of the Soul
