I'd like to start Blogvent with a nice snappy title, so here it is....
|Druids Cutting Mistletoe on the Sixth Day of the Moon (c.1890) Henri Paul Motte|
Anyway, enough of my problems, and back to the picture. This is the first of my Druid pictures (I have another one lined up for later in Blogvent) and rather jolly it is too. As we canter towards the shortest day and the Winter Solstice, the thought that I will once more come and go from work in actual daylight seems far from reach. The Druids celebrated the weakening of the darkness, the Mean Geimhridh, in its fight against the sun, and huge feasts and celebrations were held in the spirit of optimism and thankfulness that the sun would come again. This picture shows the All-Heal ritual performed by Druids in their ceremonial robes, cutting the mistletoe from trees with golden sickles. Found in trees, suspended half way between heaven and earth it symbolised the gateway to another world. The mistletoe was cut and suspended in the doorways of homes to enhance spells and prayers and to give the inhabitants beautiful dreams. When you pass under the mistletoe, you should exchange kisses for peace and magic.
In case you were wondering, the bundle of mistletoe is still hanging from the tree down my street and I fully intend to shin up and get it, unless I can find a trampoline. One word to the wise, be sure not to let your mistletoe touch the ground or the magic will escape.
See you tomorrow. Right, where's my golden sickle?