The
month of July was a pleasant if rather active time, representing something of a
build up towards the Lammastide itself. On the first weekend of July I took a walk
over to a nearby village, this was to explore the fields above the villages and
to admire the beauty of the English countryside. The wheat, that modern short
stalked variety, although less stately than the traditional forms, was none the
less pleasing to the eye on a bright sunny day. I stopped to appreciate the views
and to take pictures of the vista, the trees were in full leaf, set majestically
against a landscape of rolling Derbyshire hills.
Lammastide
is a name we in the Hearth of the Turning Wheel use to describe the first
harvest period, what most today refer to as Lughnasadh, Lughnassa or simply
Lammas, as there are several variations on the name. There are equally several
variations on what is the appropriate date for the holding of the festival or
observance.
Lughnassadh
is an ancient Irish festival and in English, a more appropriate name would be
the Commemoration of Lugh. However, this choice of title for the festival often
leads to a misunderstanding of who is actually being commemorated. In legend it
is the God Lugh who inaugurates this festival in honour of his dearly loved
foster mother, the Goddess Tailtiu (White and Talboys 2004). This Goddess
cleared the forest of Breg for her children or people to use as agricultural
land. An effort that proved so taxing, that the Goddess expired as a result of the
exertions.
It
is this subtle theme of sacrifice that is the key to understanding the festival
itself but it is important to understand that it is not a festival of Lugh. The
Irish Lughnassadh is given by Lugh for us to remember his foster mother. The
primary and underlying theme is that we should remember the sacrifice of the
land and how the land in the form of the crops harvested at this time, gives up
life for us.
Although
the Lammas Day can be celebrated on a choice of dates, the true observation is
of one of the four tides of the ritual year (Crowther 1981). There is a
difference of interpretation with regard these tides and different traditions
give them different names. Furthermore, some see the cross quarter days as the
start of a tide (Carr-Gomm 2002), while others see them as the midpoint. It is
the energy behind these tides that is the more important factor and why each
festival can be symbolised by a particular phase of the moon.
Lambtide
or Candlemas is the tide of Lustration or Sowing, Maytide is the tide of
Activation or Growth, Lammastide is the tide of Consolidation or Reaping and Hallowtide
is the tide of Recession or Death, leading to new growth and the start of the
cycle once more.
The
Lammas tide, which may run from the Summer Solstice to the Autumn Equinox or
from August Eve to November Eve, depending upon perspective and tradition, may
be symbolised by the waxing or old moon. Growth has reached its peak and if the
crops are not soon harvested, then the life energy within will be drawn back into
the land.
At
the time of this first walk I was surprised at how dry the land was, even after
a recent period of rain. A subject of conversation when I stopped on my way
home for a cider at the White Swan. A quality country public house at the
bottom of the hills and close to the village church. Equally of note was how
green the wheat remained throughout the month of July, the tide approaches
truly but the wheat was far from golden yellow, the Lammas Tide was not
yet with us.
These
observations remained unchanged on my later trips to those same fields during
that month of July. On one occasion I took a friend for dinner at the White
Swan, before we went exploring the hillside together. As we climbed the hill
the moon rose over the horizon, just a day or two past full, blood orange and only
lightly enveloped in a low sparse cloud. It was a scene of great beauty and it
truly made the walk. I struggle to find words to describe that moment, so I
will not try but instead I leave the reader to imagine that moment for
themselves.
On
another later trip and once again after enjoying a fine lunch at the Swan, I
noted with pleasure that Church Farm had been rethatched. We have few thatched
cottages in this part of Derbyshire but even rarer are examples of thatch
sculpture. My delight at the new thatching was therefore increased, when I
spotted the exquisite thatch hare mounted atop the cottage, which itself is one
of the oldest still extant buildings in that particular village.
Later
in the month I returned with friends to the same village but to a different
public house, the Royal Oak this time, to watch folk dancing in the open air.
There is something quintessentially English about standing outside a pub, pint
in hand watching folk dancing on a summer’s evening. Even when the dancing may
not be considered traditionally English. Outside I was able to watch two groups
perform, one was ‘Chip off the Old’ an all-female Morris side and the other ‘Restless
Soles’ an Appalachian Clog group. The latter as a dance form is derived from Northern
English and Irish dance that fused in the USA during the early years of colonisation.
Today the dancers use studded tap shoes, the use of actual wooden clogs is
rare.
Good
company, good drink, snacks and live entertainment, there are few ways better to
appreciate an English summer and appreciate the experience I certainly did. In
the not far distance, rising above the village I could see the wheat fields,
forming a delightful backdrop to an evening’s enjoyment. Inside in the function
room of the Royal Oak, the French Dance group had opened their doors and were inviting
all present join them in a sort of unofficial ceilidh. That rounded off the
evening quite nicely.
The
next evening (Thursday 28th), I once again found myself in a pub surrounded
by friends. I was having quite a social July. This was the Hearth of the
Turning Wheel Lammastide Moot, a social moot hosted by the Inner Court of the Hearth
of the Turning Wheel to enable a general ‘getting to know’ each other over a
drink or two.
This
invitation only moot was open to all members of the Hearth of the Turning Wheel
past and present, members of the Outer Court, Friends of the Hearth of the
Turning Wheel and their ‘plus ones.’ The moot was organised via our private
Facebook group, the Friends of the Hearth of the Turning Wheel. That group was originally
created to provide communication within our now closed Teaching Circle but now exists
as an extension of our outer court. Membership is therefore open to inner court
initiates, outer court guests and those who have yet to attend a ritual but may
have an interest in our Hearth philosophy.
The
moot was an intimate and enjoyable gathering. All present were impressed with our
new choice of venue in Derby. The real ale is good, the cider is good and the
food outstanding. The service is polite and welcoming. What more could we ask
for? We now plan to trial our monthly social moots for the rest of the year.
The
moot was also an unofficial celebration of my own harvest, with the news that my
written piece ‘Sacrificing the Lammas Man,’ had been published in Pagan Dawn,
the journal of the Pagan Federation.
That
last weekend of July was a busy one, besides the organising of the future
moots, there was a necessary exchange of emails on Hearth business.
Furthermore, in preparation of our activities planned over the next week, I returned
to the ‘hill’ to gather wheat. This once debugged and allowed to dry, was used
to decorate my living room
On
Monday the 1st August I stood on the top floor of a five story
building just before the Lammas dawn. I was nearing the end of a night shift
and I watched the most beautiful sliver of a waning crescent moonrise. In
the evening that same day, the Hearth of the Turning Wheel met for our seasonal
observance. The Lammastide had arrived.
We
can now reflect that the autumn is expected to be a busy one for us in the
Hearth of the Turning Wheel. Besides the usual observances, we now have moots
to monitor and two ‘members in waiting’ to be supported in their development.
This important latter factor is the responsibility of the Defender and the Summoner.
That is our harvest but what is yours?
References
Carr-Gomm
P. (2002) Druidcraft: the magic of Wicca and Druidry. Thorsons.
Crowther
V. (1981) Lid off the Cauldron. Frederick Muller Ltd.
Griffith
D.B. - The Chattering Magpie (2009) Wheels within wheels. Privately
presented paper.
Griffith
D.B. - The Chattering Magpie (2013) Tides of the Year. Brigid’s Fire. Issue
15 Lughnasdh – Harvest Festival pp32 – 33.
Griffith
D.B. - The Chattering Magpie (2015) The Lammas Tide: is there a conflict of
interpretation? Pagan Dawn. Issue 196 Lammas – Autumn Equinox pp20 -21.
White
J. Talboys G.K. (2004) Arianrhod’s dance: a Druid ritual source book.
Grey House in the Woods, Ayrshire.
Other relevant
links
Restless
Soles on Facebook:
Chip
off the Old Morris Dancing Team
John Barleycorn by Robert
Burns/Trad. (1782)
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