Those of you who read Sannion’s blog have probably gathered that there are some big changes happening in my life. Relationships shifting, a very important person no longer being physically present in my daily life, my remaining romantic relationship and the magical work associated with it deepening. Not to mention the divine relationships that have changed for me over the past few months. The projects my spirits are giving me are evolving in a somewhat unexpected direction, while at the same time the direct mystical experiences I am being led to are far beyond the fields I knew. I am getting intense urges to pare down everything both external and internal, and focus more fully on core relationships and practices. I am having to re-discover some of my closest gods and spirits, and see how They fit into this new path. I am learning how madness can bring both intense spiritual exploration and profound isolation. I am way, way out of my comfort zone here in many respects. But it feels like there is so much potential for the extraordinary.
I started this season dedicated to calling forth the Wild Hunt, facilitating their passage through this world, even though that is pretty much contrary to every human instinct about the Hunt from all traditions (all the stories are cautionary tales about avoiding them, and reasonably so). Yet this is the sort of path I walk. I have done at least some of what I set out to do, have sung the songs that were given to me, have performed the sacrifices needed, have let the darkness and holy madness sweep over me. And I have seen the direct effect in my own life, as all that was old is being torn from me like flesh by a pack of cwn annwn.
My customary Yule divination last year showed Hagal as the rune for this time period, and it has certainly come true – but after the hail melts, water nourishes the earth and brings forth new life. I am intent on making this time of transition a transformative experience for the better. I have little idea yet who or what I’ll be on the other side of it, and there’s still Yule and the Perchtenlauf and several other rituals to come before I find out. It is terrifying and exciting and not anything like I expected back at the beginning of all of this, and yet I wouldn’t go back and change a thing.
I have Dionysos, and my Husband and other spirits, and that’s all I really need. What will happen next? Perhaps not even They know, but it feels like a pretty big adventure.