Our Samhain ritual was to take place beside an ancient turf labyrinth, high up on an escarpement overlooking the confluence of 3 rivers, a truly magical place as sacred and special to us today as it once must have been to our ancestors. As we walked towards the place where our circle would be, in deep darkness, it began to sleet, only slightly, but somehow it seemed appropriate.
We laughed as we tried to set the circle up in the dark, but soon iy was done and we could begin. All the children, 4 boys, went to the labyrinth to play hide and seek in the dark, all that is, except for the lovely Molly who joined our circle and took the part of the bread bearer.
We were a small circle tonight, just eight of us, but we were joined by many others in spirit, both Coritani members who couldn’t be there, and our ancestors of blood and bone and also the spirits of that place. As we prepared to open the circle I noticed the sleet had stopped, and a Moon just past full was peeping out from behind the clouds.
For me the ritual was deep and meaningful, as I hope it was for others too, and the releasing of the old and worn out things to the Cailleach felt very real. We shared our energies and made our connections to the land, the ancestors and of course to each other. For an evening that had shown us sleet it was surprisingly warm in that circle, but maybe not so surprising really. When we had closed the circle, the Moon, which had been out throughout our ritual, retreated back behind the clouds, not to return again that evening.
As we went back to one of our members houses, it started to rain, and by the time we left it was raining heavily, but while it counted, the Goddess once again blessed us with dry weather.
We retired inside for a lovely evening of wine, food, friendship and good humour. And as I reflect on it all this morning, I consider myself very blessed indeed to be a part of such a wonderful family, as that is most certainly what we have become, a wonderful, spiritual family.