Im a few days behind on 31 Days of Samhain, but im going to catch up and we left off with the Wild Hunt! Day 10: Samantha;) A ride with the Wild Hunt: The following dark aspect meditation, which may be recorded and then played back, is suggested for one to get a feeling for the unity of purpose between Dark Lord and Crone. This gives the participant the opportunity to approach the Dark Powers and feel how they work together. The word raid comes from the old Scottish word rade, which isrideas a noun. The Wild Hunt is an ancient Image that depicts the Horned God as Death or the Hunter, racing across the night sky with his band of followers, gathering souls. It is also the image for chaos and violent storms. In this meditation, the visualization evokes the Hunter. Sit in darkened room. Breathe deeply and exhale. Now begin a simple breathing exercise of inhaling for two counts and holding for one, releasing for two counts and holding for one, ect. This will help you to relax and clear your mind. Once your mind is calm, the noise of stray thoughts is vanquished, and you are in your quiet inner space, listen and hear the distant thundering of horses hooves. A horn sounds far away, and the noise of riders seems to become more distinct. Now you hear the pounding of horses hooves coming closer; the rattle and squeak of harness and saddles; the heavy breath of the beasts; and again the blast of the horn. You know it is the Wild Hunt approaching. You call out, May I ride with the raid until break of the day? The Hunter calls back to you, Catch hold my hand and dare not let go! And as He passes, you grasp the hand held down to you. You are amazed at the fluid strength that quickly pulls you up to sit before the Hunter upon His mount. You hold fast to that hand and watch the raid from your privileged seat. Over mountain tops and through valleys, over seas and flood plains, past great cities and small villages, you ride, and you become aware, through the dark swirling clouds around you, that shadows rise up from the lands you have passed, and join the Wild Hunt in its headlong race through the dark. The raid races before the sunrise, and now you see that the land is more familiar. You recognize your own local countryside, towns, and cities, and the Hunter says, The dawning comes and you are back again from whence you sprang upon my steed. My bargain is kept, you rode with the raid until day break. In an instant that strong arm and powerful hand has dropped you gently onto the land. You see before you a great earthen mound with a carved stone gateway. You are reminded of a pregnant womans full belly, yet entrance is ancient. You see the Crone, gray and shriveled, dressed in tattered shrouds, standing in the dim entry and She says: You must pass through me to be born of me! Now you realize how much the Wild Hunt has grown in size, with laughing riders and plunging horses, you watch as the Hunter leads the raid through the entry into the Shawdowland. The gateway vanishes, the dawn breaks, you breathe easier and are at peace. You can feel the warmth of the morning sun. The landscape fades and you return to normal consciousness. By facing the entrance to the Underworld and the power of the dark aspect of the Divine, a person comes to understand that the Dark is part of the necessary balance of life and not something to fear. The uniting of the Dark and the Light within the individual reflects the union of these two aspects in the flow of the universe, and that offers a person a sense of wholeness and peace. By Ann Moura
Posted on: Mon, 13 Oct 2014 02:38:46 +0000
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