Amazon has stock right now of Isaac’s hard-to-find but indispensable Bonewits’s Essential Guide to Druidism, which has been out of stock (although never officially out of print) for a couple of years, now. I don’t even have any extra copies.
Get ’em while you can!
And while you’re at it, send a thank you to publisher Kensington/Citadel (kensingtonmarketing@kensingtonbooks.com), who have been nagged by many fans (some even started a Facebook page) who wanted this available again.
Forget about April in Paris, I’m doing April in Texas.
Well, okay, I know there is an Paris, Texas (yeah, I saw the movie) but I’ve never been to Texas, so I have no idea where in Texas Paris, Texas might be. I do know where I’m going to be, though.
On Saturday, April 9, I’m in Garland, TX at the Sacred Journey Fellowship (Unitarian Universalist) giving my all-day workshop on Propping Up the Magic, all about the use of magical tools. This is an in-depth look at how we integrate tools on the physical, mental and magical planes, and I’m really looking forward to it.
On Sunday, April 10, I’ll be speaking at Sacred Journey Fellowship’s Sunday service on another subject I know well, the Life and Times of Isaac Bonewits. Ever heard of that guy?
Tuesday, April 12, you’ll find me in New Braunfels, TX at Heimdall’s Bridge as guest of the San Antonio Pagan Alliance. I’ll be presenting a workshop that is an old favorite of mine, Internal Tarot. We’ll be looking at the symbolism of Major Arcana cards not for their divinatory meanings but from a psychological and spiritual perspective. In addition to discussion there’ll also be a moving meditation on the cards. (That’s moving as in moving around, although I hope it will also be “moving” in an emotional sense, too.)
I’ll end the week Thursday through Sunday, April 14-17, at the Council of Magickal Arts’ Beltane 2011: Song of Spring, where I’ll be presenting another favorite workshop of mine, Ritual Participation Skills, plus leading the main ritual. I was up at five in the morning jotting down ritual ideas — it should be a good one! You can also line up private tarot readings with me.
Looking forward to May, I’m heading further south, to the Florida Pagan Gathering’s Beltane (lots of Beltanes this year — I wonder what that bodes?) May 5-8. I’m doing three workshops, plus helping out with a Druid ritual.
In May I’ll also be doing a workshop on Real Energy at Truely Unique (yes, that’s how it’s spelled) in Wilson, NC, plus visiting Sherman, NY as a guest of ADF at their Wellspring gathering.
You can find my schedule anytime, by the way, on the Events tab here on the blog.
And of course, if you want me at your event, I can be had.
Hope I get to see you somewhere soon!
I’m not Irish–I’m not even really a Druid–but I’ve had a lot of Irish folk (ok, mostly men) in my life. I was married to one, handfasted to two others (waves at J.D. Murphy, A.A. Kelly, and the other guy–never mind him, he’s in jail) and of course married to an (only partly Irish) ArchDruid. Kid Sister is married to an Irishman. I listen to the Thistle and Shamrock, and can phonetically (if haltingly) sing the Irish words to Isaac’s Hymn to Bridget. I used to watch out my office window when city workers dumped the green dye into the Chicago River (it’s orange going in) and even once–near fifty years ago–marched in Chicago’s St. Patrick’s Day Parade. Oh, yeah, Big Sister was born on St. Patrick’s Day,* which meant that we had a legit reason to throw a party anyway.**
So, for a Polish/Austrian gal, I got at least a little Irish cred. Which is all I need, I guess to acknowledge St. Patrick’s Day.
Which is a day about which Isaac had mixed feelings. As a certified (some might say certifiable) Erin-ophile, he loved celebrating Irish heritage. But St. Patrick is connected (however erroneously) with expelling Pagans and Druids from Ireland. So he used to call St. Paddy’s day All Snakes Day, with the slogan “Bring Back the Snakes!”
I’ll leave it to those with more dogs in the fight than I have as to the historical accuracy of anything about St. Patrick, or the appropriateness of American celebratory traditions . However, I really liked Galina Krassova’s idea for celebrating the day: pick a Celtic deity to honor with song, ritual or prayer. Isaac would have liked that.
At any rate, in honor of Himself, here’s Isaac’s All Snakes Day anthem (which was sung quite memorably at his memorial service by none other than Margot Adler}:
“This was one of the very first Pagan songs I ever wrote. The tune is Ireland’s unoffical national anthem. I was enormously proud a few years ago to find out that a pirate radio station in the Irish Sea had been broadcasting this song into Ireland for ‘St. Patrick’s Day.'”
© 1972, 2001 c.e., words by Isaac Bonewits
music Irish trad. (“A Nation Once Again”), Key of F
When childhild’s fire was in my blood, I dreamed of ancient dreemen,
Against the Church who boldly stood, as Pagans and as Heathen.
And then I prayed I yet might see, the Druids in the glen,
And Ireland long the churches’ toy, be Pagan once again!
?Be Pagan once again, be Pagan once again,
And Ireland long the churches’ toy, be Pagan once again!The Old Gods only sleep you know, although betrayed and slandered.
?They guarded us from every woe, and blessed each crop and fine herd.
Then Patrick, he drove the snakes away, and brought the churches in.
‘Twas a bloody poor bargain, I would say — let’s be Pagan once again!
Be Pagan once again, be Pagan once again,
‘Twas a bloody poor bargain, I would say — let’s be Pagan once again!And ever since that wretched day, when first Ireland went Christian,
We’ve suffered woe in every way, with our freedom made the worst “sin”.
?They set us at each other’s throats, to murder kith and kin.
Too long we’ve been their starving goats — let’s be Pagan once again!
Be Pagan once again, be Pagan once again,
Too long we’ve been their starving goats — let’s be Pagan once again!Both Catholic and Protestant, led us round by our noses,
Distracting from the deadly scent, of England’s bleedin’ roses!
Kick every preacher ‘cross the sea, burn out their golden dens.
It’s the only way we’ll ever be free — let’s be Pagan once again!
Be Pagan once again, be Pagan once again,
It’s the only way we’ll ever be free — let’s be Pagan once again!
And a picture of Isaac from his one and only trip to Ireland, back in 2000:
Isaac at Brid's Well in Ireland, 2000
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* Mom once said her strongest act of will was refusing to name my sister Patricia. (waves at Beverly).
** I have a picture of Beverly at her 13th birthday party wearing a dress of the most beautiful emerald green. But I’ll bet she doesn’t want that posted.
*** “We brought a couple of cases of Guinness to the office this morning and by 10:30 [AM] I was already throwing up!” Michael Cullen, March 17, 1978 [or so]
After a very successful supper the other night, I decided to resurrect my food blog, Home Cook. Hope you’ll visit there, too.