MAYPOLE
It was once forbidden for those who were not wealthy
or of the ruling class to marry in the month of May. The Maypole frivolities
and pairings may have been a way to rebel against that dictate, a symbol of
freedom to choose for oneself.
Before the maypole dance we’ve all heard so much
about, I say the Elders, with much intent and focus, set up the Spindle Tree
and fastened to it the threads of blessing, and infilling these tokens with as
much goodwill and wisdom as they could, then summoned the young of marrying age
to the Tree. The young danced and in the dance, the pairing was done by Higher
eyes than those who sought for sake of earthly beauty. I believe this season
was approached with much soul searching. When the unmarried of the village stepped
to take their place at the dance, they were ready to hear the voice within who
would guide them.
If the Maypole once represented the connecting pole
of the three worlds, the threads were spun down the shaft in the way of
harmonizing the energy of the three worlds. It was akin to asking a blessing on
the young ones who danced and through them to the earth in the growing season.
It could be this old way spun lasting love into the
hearts of the young much more effectively than our current system of trial and
error in which bonds are formed by the whims of attraction and just as easily
broken. It may be that many were rightfully woven together on the eve of May in
those days, with bonds more enduring than those given by Authority then
or now.
Though the pairings on May Eve didn’t always lead to
forever, a good many of them did. A year and a day would pass during which the
couple could decide if they would remain together; but if, during that time,
the couple produced a child, the decision was made for them by virtue of the
web into which this blessing was woven. I don’t believe there were many who
entered into these unions lightly, knowing as they must have that they were
co-creators in weaving their fates and that not many could shun what they had
woven. There were many marriages come the First of June and it still remains a
marriage month. For those who chose to part, there was a waiting season before
they danced the Maypole dance once more, hoping this time to find the true-love
knot.
Dancing the Flowers
The Maypole eventually wound its way though changes that spun it into a
blessing dance of spring, a celebration of all things new. Old timers in my
region of the world (Appalachians) remember the dance that graced their
childhood in the early 1900’s. This is the account my Mother told me:
“We dressed in bright colors and the ribbons on the Maypole in the
schoolyard matched the girls dresses and the boys shirts. The ribbons wove
themselves as we danced, the boys going in one direction and we girls in the
other and dancing first to the left of this one and then to the right of that
one. The maypole dance brings the flowers. See, that’s why we danced. Our
skirts and the boys’ shirts and the ribbons all were colored like the flowers
May would bring.”
Beltane Blessing
Fire
destroys and fire creates reads some old rhyme. It is this concept of
transformation by fire that is the basis for an old custom that serves us well.
Jump the Beltane fire for a blessing, or walk between two fires for healing and
purification. Another way is to circle the fire three times anti the sun
to burn away dross, then three times with the sun to win a
blessing. Be specific about what you are
willing to leave behind or to gain. (Candles in a cauldron serve as a fire for those who
are city or apartment bound).
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