The Vortex of The Fortingall Yew

The Vortex of The Fortingall Yew

There is a tree that I have been hoping to visit since I first heard of its antiquity – The Fortingall Yew. It’s not every day that I get to visit Scotland, and so while I was “passing through” I made a slight detour in order to seek this tree out. Actually I made one hell of a detour to get to see it, but it was worth it. Fortingall is a small village lying within a caber’s toss of Loch Tay. The flat valley floor hides a number of beautiful secrets bypassed by the major road nearby, and taking the scenic route was a real feast for the eyes in terms of scenery. Or it would have been if I hadn’t been trying to manoeuvre the motorhome though lanes that were only just wide enough for it. I won’t be doing that again, I can...

Imbolc 2012 Part 1 The cleansing

I was looking forward to Imbolc with an anticipation that couldn’t be contained. What with such a fantastic start to last year I was expecting an equally fate-filled day. Our first stop was to be Lud’s Church, a place that has had some significance for me since my Knights Quest began. However Gwas had a Church in mind and so, being one to follow the flow on sacred days I was happy to tag along. We picked up a friend of Gwas’s, Mike and headed to the very close by church. As I stepped up the steps and through the surrounding graveyard I got a funny feeling. There were no shades here. Dowsing confirmed this intuitive leap. I asked as to the reason why and was led to a beautiful Yew tree in the corner of the church-yard. I pondered as to whether I...

Is-dom and Wisdom – Stages of learning in druidry

-dom suffix denoting condition or state, as in freedom, wisdom state of being free, wise, passing to the sense of domain, realm, territory I have noticed that I have passed into a sense of a domain, too. I have passed through one state of being – always learning – into a state where knowledge is beginning to coalesce and interlink. In my previous state of mindfulness my synapses fired randomly, seeking out links but finding few connections except coincidence. Recently, these coincidences and seemingly random pieces of information have begun to weave themselves together using the wyrd of the world until I can begin to travel like a spider along their fine and newly-formed threads to reach junctions, correlations, realisations. I believe that what I am...

Energy exchange, a dangerous game

I think that this was my first ever conscious experience with what we now (Winter 2010) call Energetic Shrouds. Inevitably it was in the company and guidance of that majestic The Ancient Yew that this experience or lesson unfolded. Gwas and I had arrived at the church late one evening and as usual I wandered over to the Yew tree to express my love of this wonderful creature. As I stood under the eaves and communed with it, I got a message straight off the bat. “There is a lesson for you in the graveyard below, it’s dangerous but worth your while” My relationship with Yew has been so trusting that I couldn’t refuse a “worthwhile” lesson, so taking up my rods I asked them to guide me to the place where this lesson was in the...

Star Carr: Our Past, Their Clutter

I see that a combined team of Manchester and York University archaeologists have uncovered Britain’s oldest house to date in the ever-more-fascinating Star Carr site near the seaside town of Scarborough in the North East of England. Julian Cope was referring to Star Carr many years ago, long before many people were even aware of its significance (check out his S.T.A.R.C.A.R. track off the Autogeddon album). Talking of album references – the title of my post is a passing reference to the title of The Fall’s latest album, which I recommend to anyone from Bury. I’m not from Bury. Back to the thin strand of information that I refer to as “the plot”. The plot thickens. This old house that they have dug up contained some...