I had a really weird dream on Sunday morning where I was going for a hike with a group of people. We stopped at a café among some trees. One of the group looked askance at the pancakes, but he and another person ate them. It turned out that the café was an outpost of the Fae and the pancakes were faery food so they were now in thrall to the Queen of Elfhame. (Not a person who normally shows up in my dreams.) I lucid-dreamed my way back into the dream and rescued them by reciting the Old English Nine Herbs Charm (later I reflected that Wið fǣrstice — against elf shot — would’ve been a better choice).
Dowsing for Divinity 
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Fascinating. But is the Queen normally a negative spirit that one must do charms against?
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She, like many of the fae, is ambivalent. If you read the folk songs Tam Lin and Thomas the Rhymer, being enthralled and/or carried off by the Queen of Elfhame is no laughing matter.
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I confess I don’t know too much about the UK spirits. I am only starting now. Native Spirits here are very different. Yes we do have tricksters that are ambivalent. And some that can even be considered Demonic.
Like the Flying Head Spirit. But most of the Spirits here in Turtle Island (American Continent) have a good morality. And we implore them for protection. And good luck. I actually met one in waking life.
I was at a local river celebrating the Nemoralia of the Goddess Diana (her Avatar was Diana Nemorensis, or “Diana of the island of Nemi”). It was the full moon. And I say in the darkness by the River. And I saw one of nature spirits manifest. I always include indigenous spirits and Gods of Turtle Island because this is their land.
And he just appeared. At least I think it was a “He”. This entity looked like a giant pea pod. The size of a small child. And while it had no distinguishing features, I could sense it was watching me.
I wasn’t afraid. I just blinked a few times. And turned my head to make sure I wasn’t imagining something out of the corner of my eye. There he was, plain as day. Not an illusion or a hallucination.
The spirits here tend to look like animals, animal-human hybrids similar in some ways to the Egyptians, or even Plants or plant-human hybrids. He didn’t speak. Not with a mouth. He spoke in my heart if that makes sense. Using empathy.
I was being given a gift. I was being honored. I was so happy, and just as soon as he had come, he blinked out of existence. He didn’t vanish. He was just gone.
And I hadn’t blinked. It happened when my eyes were still open. They are mighty friends and teachers. Also, the dead here typically become considered nature spirits. What I call “Green Ghosts” the “Green Dead” or the “Green Ancestors”.
I guess the world of spirit truly is as varied (if not more so) than our own. Every one has a different culture and politics. That’s not to say we don’t have immoral nature spirits in our neck of the woods too.
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thanks for this! I am still working on communicating with the nature spirits of Turtle Island, though the rivers will talk to me.
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Rivers yes! They’re doorways to the other side here. Some Natives would weave a basket from whatever they could find. And they would tie it so it couldn’t be moved from the River. They had to be made durable. So animals who get inside don’t destroy it. You leave offerings inside of it. Food or anything else you can get. You make a statement like,
“I know I am foreign, but I honor the spirits of Turtle Island. I wish to make a friendship with you. And work with you, Aho,”
Aho is sort of like Amen or mote it be here in the North. Different peoples have different ways to end prayers. It actually has several meanings. This will take a while. They will be curious about you. And will sort of spy on you just to see if you are trustworthy. After that, they will give you a sign that you have been accepted. It’s different for everyone.
When that’s done, and the contact has been established, you just form a friendship the way you would with anyone. They’re actually pretty chill. Just talk to them by the rivers and leave the offerings at the river via the baskets. Meditate there. The younger ones (their children) are usually the most curious and like to make first contact. You will notice them talk in your head when you meditate.
I had was doing a ceremony outside, it was a Santero ceremony to Orula, and I was using all sorts of incantations and stuff and finally I hear this child voice in my head say,
“Why do you talk so much? Are you constipated?”
😂
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Similar to my experience. I did a big elaborate greeting to the local River, and then asked for a favour, and heard a voice in my head: “yep it’s done, don’t worry.” That was it. And my request was granted.
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Yeah, they really are funny like that. I often wonder if the elaborateness are of our rituals is actually due to us wanting to venerate them so badly. And not so much them.
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