Land Healing at the Druid’s Garden: Replanting, Forest Healing, and Refugia Update

Nature Mandalas for Inner Work, Rituals, and Blessings — The Druid’s Garden

A woman comes to a clearing in the recently burned forest with a basket of stones, sticks, nuts, and flowers. She begins to sing, laugh, and dance as she creates a beautiful circle with the materials. As she weaves her healing magic, the design of the circle grows more complex, spiraling inward and outward. She […]Nature … Continue reading Nature Mandalas for Inner Work, Rituals, and Blessings — The Druid’s Garden

A Framework for Land Healing — The Druid’s Garden

In the next few months, the forest that I grew up in is going be cut and torn up to put in a septic line. A 40-60 feet path, at minimum, will rip a tear through the heart of it. This is the forest where I grew up, where my parents and I have created […] … Continue reading A Framework for Land Healing — The Druid’s Garden

A Bardic Sigil Technique

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Sigil creation in progress!

I open up a sacred grove with intention. After opening the grove, I sit for a few moments, breathing deeply and centering myself. When ready, I pick up the chalk pastel and I allow the chalk pastel to move across the page, closing my eyes at points, emphasizing lines at points, and letting me be in the flow of the moment. I keep refining the design, moving pieces of it to new areas of the paper. I don’t focus too much, paying attention instead to my overall intention: a specific land healing sigil, a sigil that will link different sacred sites I’m working on and work with ley line energy on the landscape. After a number of versions, the sigil seems complete, and I work to transfer it to a wooden round–the process of transfer allowing it to undergo yet another, final, revision. In today’s post…

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A Druid’s Primer on Land Healing: A Healing Grove of Renewal

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Reishi growing from a stump in my sacred forest

Many years ago, I shared the story of the “mystery of the stumps“, which was my path into druidry. I grew up spending all my days in a forest that was rich, full, and bountiful. When I was 14, that forest was logged. My heart broke, and afterward, I tried to enter the forest but it was horrible: downed trees everywhere, so much damage, so many friends that had been cut and taken away. I thought the forest would never heal. I withdrew not only from nature, but from my spirit and creative gifts, and spent a time in numbness and mourning–a period that lasted almost 10 years. I didn’t return to the forest till I was 24. When I finally went back in, so much had changed–the land was regrowing. Large thickets of birch, blackberry, and cherries were…

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