Samhain Reclaimed

Samhain – a time when the veil between the worlds is at its thinnest, a time for remembering our ancestors who have left this world.

Samhain – the time of the Cailleach, the dark mother, goddess of the dark side of the year.

Samhain – a time which holds truly dark, horrific memories for many who have survived Ritual/Organised abuse veiled under a pseudo-religious cloak.

Samhain – a time when those of us who have survived such horrors can perhaps begin to reclaim this again, turn this time into one of spiritual renewal, growth.

The dark time of the year is not to be feared.  Nor is the time of the Cailleach and of Hecate to be feared.

This Samhain I remember especially those who lost their lives in horrific ways at this time of year.

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Ogham Ngetal

Ogham-Ngetal, Broom, Reed.

My harvesting of this essence tonight was blessed with two strong images.

Firstly the Cailleach came to me, broom in hand. Broom to cleanse, to sweep away all that no longer serves me. All that is no longer helpful in my life. You do not argue with Her. She is strong, dark, powerful – yet not to be feared if you are brave enough to embrace her.  In the darkest depths of winter she will cleanse with her power, sweep away all that stagnates within. In the spring, when Brighid returns, broom will be there in all her lightness to carry us forward into spring.

The second sensing I had was that the broom she showed me was made up of all the individual  reeds of my dissociated parts, fragmented through trauma, yet integrated by the power of the Cailleach. United they serve a purpose. Right now I do not know what she has planned, but there is true hope in this image.  

As we are pulled forwards into the depths of winter, may the strength of the Cailleach and the cleansing of Ngetal bring you blessings of hope. 

Cailleach Calling

The Cailleach has been calling me these past few days.

Her time is approaching. The Hag of the Hills, the Highlands.

She is a Dark Goddess, the one who rules the winter. We meet her at Samhain, not far away now.

She is the ruler of winter, and her sister Brighid the ruler of the lighter spring and summer days, yet they come to me as two faces of the One.

Brighid came to me first in a deeply personal way as the Scar-Faced One, showing me first Her ugly, scarred side before transforming into a light, beautiful faced Goddess. The Dark Scarred One, whether we call her Cailleach or Brighid, is not to be feared. She will lead us through the darkening days of autumn and on through winter, before showing us her Light in the spring.

May you know Her blessings through the dark days.