Another Druid College weekend has come and gone. This one, however, was quite special. The Year 3 apprentices all came over to my house, to share their intention for the work of Year 3, and to gain inspiration from the land, sea and sky.

Everyone declared their Chair, which is the work of service that they will specialise in for the year. This ranged from storytelling as a healing technique, to guardianship of areas of land, animal reiki, permaculture and more. It’s so wonderful to see the awen open up the soul of a person, and allow the ideas to flow, the impetus to start a new journey, to see the wonder that lies in the world all around us.

We traveled out to the heathland, to meet with the land and the Fairy Tree. We went to the sea, where we stood at the lowest low tide on the day of the dark moon, our prayers going out over the waves, treasures finding their way into our pockets. We went to a Celtic burial mound site on top of hill, to commune with the realm of the sky, the ancestors and the gods.

My 45 year-old body is now recovering from all the work, and my soul is lifted on the wings of inspiration. I love my work. And long may it continue.