It’s beginning to look a lot like…

…that time of the year with so many festivities. There’s Christmas, Yule, Alban Arthan, Kwanzaa, Hanukkah, Pancha Ganapati, Koliada, Yalda, and so many others.

I am a Druid, so I celebrate Alban Arthan. But my family is Christian, so I celebrate Christmas with them. How come? Christmas, to me, is about family, is about of those I am from. My siblings and siblings-in-law, my parents, my aunts and uncles, my fiancée and my in-laws and, of course, my ancestors. So I celebrate my family and friends, I celebrate our tiny community, I celebrate that I have a family and I am not alone.

Although I am a Pagan, I will always continue my family’s tradition, and any other tradition we might create. My family accepts me for who I am, and I accept them as they are.

To me it’s beginning to look even more like family, love and acceptance, comfort and warmth.

Our Christmas/Yule/Family tree
Our Family (Christmas/Yule) tree

The wheel has turned once more

The wheel has turned once more
The winds of change are blowing
The tree leaves that whisper “It’s time for a new start”
The old cycle is ending, a new one is beginning
Ground yourself, toughen up
Hold your head up high
The time has come for with the old to part
Again the wheel has turned
Hard times are coming
But you, Seer, already knew
It is time to go back to your path
It won’t be easy, it won’t be pleasant or soft
But it is yours, this path, to find
It is yours, this path, to embrace
Warrior, your time has come to fight
Seer, your time has come to see
Bard, your time has come to sing the stories of old
Healer, it is time to release the light
Druid, it is your time to learn and teach
For the wheel once more has turned
And what was now no longer is
And what was then is now again


My tiny collection (there are actually 2 tarot decks missing along with a Druid Animal Oracle)
My tiny collection (there are actually 2 tarot decks missing along with a Druid Animal Oracle).




Your life is part of our history,
Your path led up to mine.
Your steps and thoughts have guided me.
Ancestor, we are entwined.
May I drink of your wisdom always.
May I find within myself
The courage with which you lived your life.
May I discover within the strength
You used to, your obstacles, overcome.
May my life never lessen yours,
May my thoughts always stem from thyne
And, together, reach further than before.
Ancestor, your life originated mine.
I come from you and, one day, you I’ll join.
I will honour you throughout my life,
And your life I’ll celebrate until the day I die.


My altar for my Ancestors
My altar for my Ancestors

Carrying the Forest within

I am an animist, polytheist pagan on the Druidry path.

I need to be surrounded by trees to feel alive and energised.

Too bad I live in the outskirts of Lisbon and work in Lisbon city itself. It drains me out and sometimes it is very hard for me to have any energy at all.

The concrete and cement, all the buildings and cars and pollution, and even the huge amount of people around drain me so very much, unlike what happens in rural spaces.

Perhaps this is due to my need of closeness with Nature, or my need for personal space (please don’t get me started on public transportation during rush hour).

However, today something was different. I am still living in the outskirts of Lisbon, in a very urban area. But, today, I somehow felt the connection to the land and its spirits, I felt the connection to the few trees in the sidewalk. I felt like they were saying “I know how you feel”.

About a week after my experience with Danu, I started praying daily (usually twice a day) to my Ancestors (of blood and of spirit), to the Spirits of the Land, to the Deities I follow (Cernunnos, Danu and The Morrígan).

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This connection might be due to my recent daily practice. If it is, I hope it continues.

But what I am taking from all this?

I am learning to be mindful of the Land Spirits around, even in urban grounds. I am starting to feel the Spirits of the Land in a place I never had before (cities).

My spiritual practice is gaining a greater importance in my life and I am enjoying it very much. I am learning and improving through baby steps and I am ok with this. Good things take time and require resilience, practice and time.

OBOD has this wonderful exercise where you visualise yourself in a grove. Mine is always deep within a forest. It seems I am finally learning to carry the forest within me.

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I finally did it!

I finally did it! I went ahead with the initiation into the grove of the Bards (OBOD ritual).

I had been postponing it since 2015 – too many years of Catholic ceremonies and rituals. I am slowly getting over that… trauma, for the lack of a better word.

It was not how I envisioned it would be back in 2015. I had pondered of performing it outdoors, in an actual grove, with other Druids.
Instead, I performed it at home, by myself but, in my mind’s vision, I was in a grove with other Druids. I used a tea light candle, a selenite, an amethyst, petrified wood and cinnamon.

The tea light candle, selenite, petrified wood, amethyst and cinnamon I used for the initiation ritual.

I am a sensitive person. For many people, what I am about to share would sound crazy (and, no, I do not suffer of schizophrenia nor anything like that). Sometimes I can sense those that have moved on to the Otherworld, Ancestors or not.

I was not alone, last night.
At some point, I actually felt as if someone was placing their hand, gently, on my back.

I have never felt so peaceful as I’ve been feeling since yesterday, in spite of life’s current challenges. And I am also more sensitive to the energy flowing around me, even when shielding.
This afternoon, at some point, I felt as if I was floating about two steps above my physical body, and very energised. Not a bad feeling, just different.

Of course, the full moon also contributed to this. The moon affects me, especially during the full moon.

Still, I am glad I chose last night to perform my ritual.

The moon, tonight.