Today the Wooden Spoons celebrated Beltaine with a ritual at my home. The Spoons decided at our last planning meeting that instead of planning all of our rituals as a group, each person in the group would volunteer to create one sabbat ritual for us to do. I chose Beltaine… which was strange, because it’s a sabbat that has always been hard for me to connect with. But when it came down to the creating the ritual, everything really just fell right into place, which surprised me.

Being that it was Beltaine, I wanted the ritual to be done outdoors, and the weather was absolutely perfect for it. Thank you, Mother Nature! Amaset and I decorated the maple tree in the back yard with ribbons and colorful scarves… my version of a Maypole.

The altar for the ritual was fairly simple. The main focus was the stang (forked stick) with the floral circlets hanging on it. There were also the quarter candles for the elements, a broom (for the Goddess Blodeuwedd) and…

… a statue of the Millenial Gaia (she hadn’t arrived yet when I took the first picture). The envelope tucked in behind her contains a sympathy card for two members of the Spoons who were absent today because of a death in the family. Another member was absent due to injuries from a car accident she was in a couple days ago. You can’t see them in the picture, but we chose some stones/crystals to charge with healing energy during the ritual to give to each of our absent friends, and those are on the altar as well.
My ritual honored the Welsh Goddess Blodeuwedd, the Flower-Faced Maiden and Queen of the May, and was also about honoring your passions and the Divine within yourself.
Special items for the altar:
a stang hung with floral circlets, one circlet for each ritual participant
a broom (for the Goddess Blodeuwedd)
sage for smudging
Sweep the aura of each person with broom, then smudge each person with sage before s/he enters the circle.
Sweep & smudge circle.
Cast circle in the manner of your personal tradition.
HPS says: Welcome to our Beltaine ritual. Gather this circle around, and I shall tell you a story. This is the tale of Blodeuwedd, the flower-faced maiden, Queen of the May, Ninefold Goddess of the Western Isles of Paradise– and she speaks:
(poem by Robert Graves)
“Neither of mother or father,
When I was made,
Was my blood or body;
…When I was made,
Of the blossoms of the nettle,
Of the waters of the Ninth Wave,
I was spell-bound by Math,
Before I became immortal.
I was spell-bound by Gwydion,
Great Enchanter of the Britons,
When he formed me from nine blossoms,
Nine buds of various kind:
From primrose of the mountain,
Broom, meadow-sweet and cockle,
Together intertwined,
From the bean in its shade bearing
A white spectral army
Of earth, of earthly kind,
From blossoms of the nettle,
Oak, thorn and bashful chestnut–
Nine powers of nine flowers,
Nine powers in me combined,
Nine buds of plant and tree.
Long and white are my fingers,
As the Ninth Wave of the sea.”
(This is the story in a nutshell, I added more of the finer details as I told it.)
The goddess Arianrhod, mother of Lleu Skillful Hand, vows that he shall have no name, bear no arms unless she gives them to him, nor shall he ever have a wife “of the race that is now on this earth.”
And so, Blodeuwedd was created from the flowers of oak, broom and meadowsweet by the magicians Gwydion of the Magic Harp, and Math, Son of Mathonwy, to be the biddable bride. She is married to Lleu without her consent and without her love.
It is when she meets Goronwy that she feels her first human emotion; love. She transforms from magical creature to woman– a maiden or virgin Goddess who chooses her own lover.
She conspires with Goronwy for a year and a day, and discovers the means to rid herself of Lleu. When Lleu is struck with a magical spear, he transforms into a golden eagle, and flies away.
When Gwydion hears what has happened, he seeks out Lleu and breaks the enchantment. Lleu in turn slays Goronwy.
Bloddeuwedd flees and is chased far into the mountains. When she is caught at last by Gwydion, he says, “I will not kill you, but I will do what is worse: I will let you go in the form of a bird. Because of the shame you have brought on Lleu, you are never to show your face in the light of day, rather, you shall fear other birds; they will be hostile to you, and it will be in their nature to maul and molest you wherever they find you.”
And Blodeuwedd was changed into an owl forever.
HPS says: Many who hear the story of Blodeuwedd see her as a cold-hearted, cheating, murderous woman. But consider: she was created without love, and given without her love or consent to her husband for the sole purpose of being his biddable bride. Only when she discovered her true love and passion did she become a truly living, loving and Divine creature.
Blodeuwedd teaches us that we must choose our own passions, choose our own loves. We must acknowledge that we are Divine and this is our Divine right. This is the time of year when all our passions are aroused– What do you love? How will you choose to direct your passions? How will you honor the Divine within yourself? Consider these questions as we raise energy and direct it towards the stang on the altar.
CHANT:
Maiden, Mother, Crone; I am She,
Come my love, and dance with me,
As we will, so mote it be,
As we will, so mote it be!
Warrior, Father, Sage; I am He,
Come my love and dance with me,
As we will, so mote it be,
As we will, so mote it be!
HPS takes stang of floral circlets and goes to each participant in turn and asks:
Do you accept and acknowledge the passionate and Divine being within yourself?
If participant answers YES, HPS responds:
Then I crown you Queen/King of the May; wear this circlet as a symbol of your passionate and Divine self (HPS crowns participant with floral circlet).
If participant answers NO, then HPS responds:
Nevertheless, I shall crown you Queen/King of the May, and let this circlet be a reminder to seek out your passions and the Divine within yourself (HPS crowns participant with floral circlet).
After all participants have been crowned, HPS says:
Remember what Charge of the Goddess says: “All who seek to know Me, know this: all your seeking and learning will avail you nothing, unless you know the Mystery– for if what you seek you find not within, you shall never find it without.
Therefore, in the name of Blodeuwedd, the Flower-Faced Maiden, I bid you to follow your passions, choose only what you love and always honor the Divine within yourself.
Blessed be these passionate and Divine Kings and Queens of the May who stand before me now! So mote it be!
Follow with the blessing and sharing of the cakes and ale.
Open circle.