Beltane is the last spring fertility festival, marking the arrival of summer, it is celebrated the 1st of May. The veils are thin making an extremely magical time, allowing the queen of the faeries to come out. Beltane symbolizes the awakening of the earth. As the flowers are in bloom, trees are green and life has again returned to this fertile land. The Celtic Sun God Bel, father, protector, and husband of the Mother Goddess returns through the fires of Beltane called “fire of Bel”. On the eve of Beltane the Celts would build two large fires, in the sacred woods. The Bel Fire is an invocation to the Sun God bringing his blessings and protection to the tribe. Walking through the two fires was a symbol of purification and fertility. The Bel fire was sacred and healing, celebrating the return of life and the bounty of the earth. We celebrate Beltane, to ignite ourselves with fiery energy, giving our visions freedom and flight. Joy pours into us, as we feel ourselves bloom with fertility, life shouts out to us as we walk in beauty and grace. We leap into the fire to open our souls to ritual of pleasure, the universe drums with the heartbeat of the Goddess. Warm hearted we stretch in the sun, walk barefoot in the grass, as we welcome the spring rain with gratefulness. Passion stirs with sweet desire, weaving clear intentions. This love has no expectations, no judgements, it is ever giving, and forgiving. We burst into fruition, as we expand in our true form.
Beltane marks the wedding of the Goddess and God, the awakening of the earth’s fertility. This union brings new life on earth. On a Spiritual level, the unifying of the Divine Masculine and the Divine Feminine brings forth consciousness. The presence of water is important during the ritual of Beltane, It is said that if you bathe in the dew before dawn your beauty will flourish throughout the year, as well as insure health and happiness.
The Maypole dance encourages the return of fertility to the earth. The pole is the connector of the three worlds. Dancing the Maypole during Beltane is a conduit of energy, connecting all three worlds at the same time, allowing the gateways to be more penetrable. As you dance around the Maypole the energy rises sending into the earth’s womb, bringing about Her full awakening and fruitfulness.
The May pole was a focal point of the old English village rituals. Many people would rise at the first light of dawn to go outdoors and gather flowers and branches to decorate their homes. Women traditionally would braid flowers into their hair. Men and women alike would decorate their bodies. Beltane marks the return of vitality and passion. Ancient Pagan traditions say that Beltane marks the emergence of the young God into manhood. The Maypole is an important element to Beltane festivities, decorated with brightly colored ribbons, leaves, flowers and wreaths. Young maidens and boys dance around the base of the pole, interweaving ribbons, creating a pattern, which will indicate the abundance of the harvest.
Let us embrace are uniqueness, with a mindful meditation. Colorful threads of peace and kindness, respect and compassion are being stitched in our cellular bodies. It is time to attend to our soul, the benediction of light, the symmetry of our bones, and the poetic decay of our limiting thoughts and patterns. As we walk towards the sun in tenderness, releasing our defense mechanisms to the Earth, we are reminded of our capacity to surrender and renew our vows of Love. Barefoot, empty of emotional debris, I set in motion my life’s destiny.
We work on detaching ourselves with gratitude from situations and people that no longer serve us, we nourish our soul with an open heart, supporting our transformation. We begin to feel the shift, making a vital connection with our spiritual practice. as this time will lighten up our pathway, guiding us in peace, joy and prosperity.
MANTRA : I AM CONSTANTLY NURTURED BY ALL LIVING BEINGS.
I WELCOME ALL SUPPORT WITH WILLINGNESS AND APPRECIATION.
Song Of The Flower
“I am a kind word uttered and repeated
By the voice of Nature;
I am a star fallen from the
Blue tent upon the green carpet.
I am the daughter of the elements
With whom Winter conceived;
To whom Spring gave birth; I was
Reared in the lap of Summer and I
Slept in the bed of Autumn.
At dawn I unite with the breeze
To announce the coming of light;
At eventide I join the birds
In bidding the light farewell.
The plains are decorated with
My beautiful colors, and the air
Is scented with my fragrance.
As I embrace Slumber the eyes of
Night watch over me, and as I
Awaken I stare at the sun, which is
The only eye of the day.
I drink dew for wine, and hearken to
The voices of the birds, and dance
To the rhythmic swaying of the grass.
I am the lover’s gift; I am the wedding wreath;
I am the memory of a moment of happiness;
I am the last gift of the living to the dead;
I am a part of joy and a part of sorrow.
But I look up high to see only the light,
And never look down to see my shadow.
This is wisdom which man must learn.”
Poem by Khalil Gibran