Everyday is Beltane

The Sun chases the Moon in an eternal dance of life and death. We are born, wane, and descend into the Land of the Pale Folk. Just as the Sun hunts the embrace of the Queen of Heaven, so too are we on the path ever growing closer to Her. This cycle of longing was born forth when the Sun’s rays first shone upon the face of the Moon. The longing is a primal one, a need formed in the heart before our first words escaped our lips. From that moment onward, every action has slowly filled the cauldron that bridges the path to Kingship.

All throughout Contemporary Neo-Pagandom, minds are turned towards the theme of courtship, marriage, and sex as Beltane rites, group and solitaire alike, are enacted in celebration of the joyous reminder that today is about the continuation and fulfillment of life. Today, the Wheel turns and we pass the threshold that is reminiscent of all the times that our Hearts were/will be filled in the glory of life.

Our salvation from the delusion that the Self is separate is granted in the moment of Unity as the Crown of Sovereignty is placed upon the brow. It is at the Crossroads of the Center that this wholeness joins with the Self and there is no self created division. The Lady of the Moon is the ruler of the Inner Sacred Landscape which is traveled, and it is through marrying the Land that She bestows the Antlered Crown. At this moment, we wed the Land and realize that polarity is a spectrum and we are both the Reigning King and the beckon of the Lady whom alluded, teased, and awaited our Union.

Happy Beltane!

Boidh se!

-Spanish Moss

"Lost in a thicket bare-footed upon a thorned path."