Image by locksley2010, Midwinter Solstice 2012
Ah yes, the beauty of the full moon. That silver beauty in the sky inspiring many and getting all the moths (bat-bait) into a tiz.
This Saturday just gone (19th Oct) was the night I got together with my witchy friend, Lumi to pay respects to the moon spirit and make wishes.
Technically speaking the moon was full on Friday night, so Saturday was really the first waning gibbous phase. However, once the rain clouds had moved (rendering the public meeting cancelled) to reveal a starlit sky and a gorgeous moon (we’re talking degrees here, and unless you had a telescope to prove it wasn’t 100% full, then for all intents and purposes, Saturday’s moon was considered full), so me and Lumi decided to carry on the ritual at her place… it was actually on the way there the rain stopped and the sky revealed itself.
The full moon is considered, in the Western Magical Tradition, to be linked with female energy as it rules earth’s tidal flow and the Human menstrual cycle. It is also considered to be a magnifier of magic, psychic ability and a time of divination and reflection. The Moon reflects the light of the Sun, after all, so I think a time of reflection is very apt. In the OBOD Druid tradition, this reflective aspect is put to use. In the Order, members are encouraged to focus on a meditation for peace in the world on the night of the full moon. It seems this either only helps to encourage small acts of good and kindness or maybe there aren’t enough Druids doing this, I mean, take a look around, things are NOT peaceful! Any way, I digress.
One of the really weird things that was happening during the rite was on the Telly in the background. As Lumi was calling upon the spirit of the Moon, there was a rite of Artemis being played on an episode of the Beeb’s new fantasy series: ‘Atlantis’. Very appropriate, indeed as Artemis is one of the goddesses of the moon.
What I didn’t expect was while Lumi called upon Morgana (as in Morgana Le Fay), in my mind’s eye, I “saw” a lady in a white dress. Her hair was long and dark (almost a chestnut brown), her aquiline eyes were also dark, her pointed chin at the base of her heart-shaped face. She was very thin, frail you could say. In certain angles her face could be considered skeletal, but even that was because of her handsome and sharp features. In this waking vision, she stood behind me and very gently put her hands on my shoulders and said “This one knows me.” She vanished after we asked for her blessing.
Do I know Morgana Le Fay? Not quite. I certainly have never called on her before, but I do consider the Lady of the Lake one of my goddesses. I do know her from the Arthurian stories of course, depending on which one you come across, she is either a sister, nemesis or healer to Arthur himself.
I also know her as a figure based upon Modron, mother of Mabon ap Modron, and daughter to Afallach, one of the chiefs of Annwn, the Cymraeg name to the Otherworld. She is also based on Arthur’s sister, Anna*.
So, do I make a habit of conjuring up the spirit of Morgana and have regular chats with her? Not at all. As a mother, a lady of the lake, a sister, a supernatural being, that is how I know her. Will she appear again? Will I get to work with her in the future, that I don’t know…
*The figure and character of ‘Morgan Le Fay’ in terms of her origins and role is explored in the book ‘The Keys to Avalon: The true location of Arthur’s kingdom revealed’ by Steve Blake and Scott Lloyd, Element Books Ltd, Dorset, 2000, ISBN 1-86204-735-9.