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Druid (Elven) Chant
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This is a seasonal chant. It can be used not only for the Winter Solstice, but also for winter months subsequent to Yule.
If you recite it, please tell me what happens. Walking through falling snow, I channeled this poem. When the Goddess gave me a line, I chanted it immediately, while continuing my passage beneath a gray snowy sky. The experience was a gift from the Goddess, and doubly joyful when, reaching home, I managed to get a version of it in writing, because now I can share it with you, my fellow seeker (as well as use it again myself). Sharing our journeys blesses me utterly. So it would be wonderful to know your experience with this chant.
And, by the way, it works perfectly well without the snow storm, LOL. You do not need falling snow to use this chant.
Druid (Elven) Winter Solstice Chant
Francesca De Grandis, 2014
With the falling snow,
stars plummet to ground.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
I, elf, know my losses.
I, elf, know my losses.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
I, elf, know my pains.
I, elf, know my pains.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
I, elf, am not trapped by any sorrow.
I, elf, am not destined to mythic melancholy
or an inevitable tragedy of erroneous lore.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
Stars descend with the falling snow.
The chill and the heat bless me.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
All the power of the stars is mine.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
My powers are from the dark Mother Goddess.
My powers are from the blazing newborn King.
My powers are from the earth’s molten core.
My powers are from the fiery silver stars.
My powers are from the Dragon flame—all cauldron fires are mine.
By my powers, I easily manifest utter connection to my Gods.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
By my powers, I easily manifest self.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
By my powers, I easily manifest beauty.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
By my powers, I easily manifest self-love.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
By my powers, I easily manifest usefulness to others.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
By my powers, I easily manifest peace.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
By my powers, I easily manifest fun.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
By my powers, I easily manifest happiness.
By my powers, I easily manifest wealth.
By my powers, I easily manifest health.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
I easily manifest connection to all my self.
I easily manifest connection to all things.
I easily manifest integration within myself.
I easily manifest integration within the World Tree.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
Aaahhhhhh, wooooooo.
I easily manifest Faerie.
Aaaaahhhhhhhh.
Wooooooooooo.
Aaaaahhhhhhhh.
Wooooooooooo.
Om.
Om.
Om.
No Need to Fit In!
People trying to decide if I’m the right guide for them often say, “I’m eclectic, so I don’t know if I’ll fit into what you teach.”
Detail. Faerie Realm, silk painting, Francesca De Grandis
Oh dear! It is terrible that the prevalence of bad teachers requires that issue to even come up.
Most of my students are eclectic. I am, too. Those who look for the core of reality, the heart of magic, and the essence of mysticism do not want to be boxed in by labels (Wicca, hedge witch, Druid, Taoist, Christian), and are not looking for ego-feeding titles. They are drawn to teachers who, whatever their path, support students to find their own idea—and experience—of the core of reality, heart of magic, and essence of mysticism. I hope I’m one such teacher.
During our lessons, we transcend labels and titles, to focus on finding our individual beliefs, personal myths, and shamanic gifts. If folks already have them, I help them polish their personal approach, even if they’re already master level.
Magic, Spirit, and life cannot be standardized.
I do tend to call my classes “Wicca” or “Faerie.” I’m of the generation in which “Wicca” and “Faerie” referred to (among other things) individualized earth-spirituality. Unfortunately, nowadays, those terms are often used rigidly, to denote a set liturgy and belief system, which invalidates many beautiful Gaia lovers.
You’re not alone if you’ve faced invalidation. When first teaching (eek, that was in the eighties!), I thought I knew the one true way. Then I realized my students were my peers and fellow travelers. Guess what? After explaining I wld no longer support a hierarchy, 
I lost many of my students, they migrated to a fundie tradition of fey magic. I was devastated, stunned that people I loved—many of these were my beloved initiates—could not make that move with me, that attempt at being egoless. It was, and still is, painful to see ego takes precedence over ethics, effective magic, fey sensibilities, and beauty. But I mention my experience because it might be validating for folks who went through something similar. Ok, enough negative stuff. To quote “Buffy, “not for me the furrowed brow.”
Onto the rest of my beautiful day—my Gods’ embrace, a flow of joy, magic, and right livelihood, a flow carrying me toward even more joy, magic, and right livelihood. I hope this post is validating and/or, if you’re considering me as a guide, informative.
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