Ogham Journal update

I have officially started transcribing the ogham symbols, the irish names, english names and letters into a journal. I am transcribing the meanings from Celtic Tree Mysteries which I mentioned in my previous post. I also thing the above needs to be transcribed into your crane Book of Wisdom. The reason for this is because the ogham readings are to be of a personal nature. But if you take your Crane Book of Wisdom with you, you can allow your friends and/or family to copy the ogham info into their Crane Book of Wisdom, or if they are Wiccan their Book of Shadows. This is so they can copy it into their own Ogham Readings Journal.

Nine Blessings!

Ogham: Divination and Divination Readings Journal

Hello. I have purchased the Order of Bards, Ovates & Druids ( OBOD ) Introductory Package recently, and it arrived earlier today. I also joined a Facebook group called OBOD Friends. Some one mentioned about keeping a journal for their Ogham divination readings. I posted a reply saying in order for me to do so I would have to copy the Ogham symbols into my journal along with the english names and letter equivalent as well as their meanings. I have a few unused journals laying around and will be transcribing the ogham into.

The book I will be getting the Ogham meanings from is:

Celtic Tree Mysteries: Secrets of the Ogham

by Steven Blamires

ISBN # 1-56718-070-1

OBOD Friends:

https://www.facebook.com/groups/obodfriends/

Order of Bards, Ovates & Druids:

http://druidry.org/

Faith, practice and meditation

If anybody asked me what my faith is, I would answer Druidry. Even though I actually just started practicing, I have always considered myself a Druid. If not a Bard. An Eccentric Bard. As I said before, I performed my first Druid ritual on July 1st. Since then, each night I say/perform a healing prayer to Brigid using a lit candle. And I am currently seeking to learn how to meditate. Thanks for listening. 🙂

July 1, 2015 – My first Ritual

YouTube: Under the Oak by Ian Corrigan

For years I have been STUDYING Paganism as a whole, but have focused on Druidry. I have not been PRACTICING. In this series Under the Oak, Ian Corrigan  presents a ritual for use called “A Simple Druid Ritual”. In order to write it down I had to start the video, pause it, then rinse & repeat until I had transcribed the entire ritual in the video. I am not sure if I conducted the ritual 100% correctly.  But I have no reference points to refer to. The closest and weakest reference point I have is taking communion in the Lutheran church my parents went to. But since that ritual, something has awoken in me. I have noticed I have been saying a healing prayer to Brigid, Daughter of the Dadga. I have been saying this prayer for the last two nights to Brigid, with slight variations.

Also, I have transcribed the Druid Invocation at the Thirteen Stones and the Chant for Samhain as well as Earth’s Commandments.

Please feel free to leave comments & as questions.

Details….

Back in November 2014, I posted an article called Procrastination. Back then I had finished transcribing Erynn Rowan Laurie’s translation of The Cauldron of Poesy into my Crane Book of Wisdom. I had mentioned I was going to to transcribe two tracts/articles by/about Taliesin. I had completed those transcriptions as well. Plus I transcribed Brigid’s Shield. I have on July 2, 2015 transcribed Amergin’s Invocation and Song of Amergin as well. And I recently posted the Song of Amergin to the blog as well. Enjoy.

Song of Amergin

Amergin, Bard of the Milesians, lays claim to the Land of Ireland

I am a stag: of seven tines,

I am a flood: across a plain,

I am a wind: on a deep lake,

I am a tear: the Sun lets fall,

I am a hawk: above the cliff,

I am a thorn: beneath the nail,

I am a wonder: among flowers,

I am a wizard: who but I

Sets the cool head aflame with smoke?

——-

I am a spear: that roars for blood,

I am a salmon: in a pool,

I am a lure: from paradise,

I am a hill: where poets walk,

I am a boar: ruthless and red,

I am a breaker: threatening doom,

I am a tide: that drags to death,

I am an infant: who but I

Peeps from the unhewn dolmen, arch?

——-

I am the womb: of every holt,

I am the blaze: on every hill,

I am the queen: of every hive,

I am the shield: for every head,

I am the tomb: of every hope.