Oak

 

 

“I am a god, who but I sets the cool head aflame with smoke. I court the lightning bolt but my feet are rooted in the Earth. I am the stout guardian of the door.”

 

 

Duir

(DOO-r), Oak

The Letter D

The Seventh Consonant

The First Joint of the Index Finger  

Stone - White Carnelian

Color - Black  

Cardea

Eurynome

A time of strength

Tree of courage

Metal - iron

Sabbat - Summer Solstice

Bird - Wren  

 

 

Eurynome

from space I arose.

awake in the great nothing

that is all potential.

the great swirling field

the empty void of space ~

all that can be

all that is ….

my joy, so complete,

be-ing overcome with delight.

my body moved

in ecstatic pleasure

ripples of laughter

bubbling forth, I am

lost in my intensity ...

I dance forth creation

dividing earth and sky

dancing on the waves,

birthing the north wind

creating in my joy.

lost in my dance

I am all that is. 

Deanne Quarrie copyright June 1, 2003  

Invocation to Cardea

I feel your breath on my skin like the gentle wind blowing in my face as I open to you in the morning. I breathe your air, feeling it enter me, and it becomes our breath, sweet air - shared with all that is.

Dew-fresh, I am called to gaze upon your beauty. I touch your sweet petals; they unfold, soft as velvet to my touch and I am renewed by your awakening.

Words come to me in gentle currents on the air as I breathe. Words that inspire, words that lift, words coming from my heart and my soul, sharing myself with You.

Beautiful Cardea, Keeper of the Four Winds, you who lives behind the North Wind in the starry castle at the hinge of the universe, you who is Mistress of all Openings, I call to you! I invite you to share this magical space with us!

Deanne Quarrie copyright June 1, 2003  

 

In this cycle of the moon's turning around the Earth, Amergin sings, "I am a god who sets the head on fire." Fire is most definitely all around us: the fire of the sun has reached its peak, the night now of its shortest length. We celebrate with the fires of the midsummer celebrations, lightiIn this cycle of the moon's turning around the Earth, Amergin sings, "I am a god who sets the head on fire." Fire is most definitely all around us: the fire of the sun has reached its peak, the night now of its shortest length. We celebrate with the fires of the midsummer celebrations, lighting even that shortest of nights. The Sun's light has now reached the limits of its growth. Soon the Dark will begin to advance, but it will be awhile before we begin to really feel that it is happening. For now this climax of the power of fire is where we place our focus. How to best use the gift while it is so freely available. Since this fire, the light of the sun is essential in maintaining life and growth, now is the time to internalize it and store it in some inner place within where we can tap into it when it has begun to weaken. 

So we are, in this season, trying to "set ourselves on fire" within, and using the power of the Sun to achieve this. There is in the spiritual teaching of the East, a fire-depicted, rain-headed serpent that coils up along the energy-channels of body, gaining strength as it reaches each energy center of the body until it bursts forth at the crown of the head, manifesting as a great light. This kundalini energy is available and a worthy goal of the season.

As the moon waxes, we turn our attention to the sun's heat, paying attention to how we absorb and utilize it within. On the full moon we come the coiled serpent of our aroused, sometimes sexual energy, which will if acknowledged, put into play in a great spiritual act, indeed "set our heads on fire." As the moon wanes we further internalize this, making our captured power of the sun's zenith secure at the center of our selves, so that even in the coldest and darkest depths of the dark it will be able to guide and fuel us.

DUIR-Oak
I AM THE ONE WITH CROWN OF FIRE

She is awakening
(Magic is afoot)
She is arising;
She is dancing;
She is glowing;
She is radiant;
She is brilliant;
She is beauty;
(Turn back the wheel lest we burn)
She is splendor;
She is shining;
She is setting;
She is fading;
She is dying;
She is peaceful,
(Magic is afoot.)

On the earth, in the air,
Through the fire, by the water,
I am MAGIC, the seventh month's daughter.

© Chris Carol 1979. © 1948, 1966 by International Authors N.Y.
ng even that shortest of nights. The Sun's light has now reached the limits of its growth. Soon the Dark will begin to advance, but it will be awhile before we begin to really feel that it is happening. For now this climax of the power of fire is where we place our focus. How to best use the gift while it is so freely available. Since this fire, the light of the sun is essential in maintaining life and growth, now is the time to internalize it and store it in some inner place within where we can tap into it when it has begun to weaken. 

So we are, in this season, trying to "set ourselves on fire" within, and using the power of the Sun to achieve this. There is in the spiritual teaching of the East, a fire-depicted, rain-headed serpent that coils up along the energy-channels of body, gaining strength as it reaches each energy center of the body until it bursts forth at the crown of the head, manifesting as a great light. This kundalini energy is available and a worthy goal of the season.

As the moon waxes, we turn our attention to the sun's heat, paying attention to how we absorb and utilize it within. On the full moon we come the coiled serpent of our aroused, sometimes sexual energy, which will if acknowledged, put into play in a great spiritual act, indeed "set our heads on fire." As the moon wanes we further internalize this, making our captured power of the sun's zenith secure at the center of our selves, so that even in the coldest and darkest depths of the dark it will be able to guide and fuel us.

I AM THE ONE WITH CROWN OF FIRE

She is awakening
(Magic is afoot)
She is arising;
She is dancing;
She is glowing;
She is radiant;
She is brilliant;
She is beauty;
(Turn back the wheel lest we burn)
She is splendor;
She is shining;
She is setting;
She is fading;
She is dying;
She is peaceful,
(Magic is afoot.)

On the earth, in the air,
Through the fire, by the water,
I am MAGIC, the seventh month's daughter.

© Chris Carol 1979. © 1948, 1966 by International Authors N.Y.

Oak is the seventh tree, the tree of Zeus, Jupiter and Hercules, The Dagda, Thor and all other thunder Gods.  The fuel of Midsummer fire is always oak.  The Fire of was Vesta fed by oak.  Duir means door.  It is the Tree of endurance and triumph. It's roots are said to extend underground as far as branches reach upward (Zeus's law rules heaven and underworld.)

Magical properties: Sun, fire, protection, health, money, healing, potency, fertility, luck.  Druids would not meet for rituals unless an oak was present.  Druid word possibly came from Duir.

Sacrificed to underworld as the life giver.  Midsummer fires burn oak.  In ancient days the tree could not be cut down unless mistletoe was hanging in it.

Deities - Jupiter, Zeus, Thor, The Dagda, the attractor of lightning

Duir is the sign of strength and endurance.  It is the power needed to overcome all tests.  The power of the Oak will make a hero of the one who knows it.  The D is a gateway to inner realms, a sign that reveals the truth about the past layers of action.  This revelation gives strength and vision to the person who would try to see beyond the horizons of time both into the past and into the future.  Look to your strength to gain vision to overcome obstacles.  A gateway to new understanding is opening if you will be strong and true.  The challenge of the Oak is the need to take up the charge of leadership.  Also there is a need for protection, a need to shelter yourself so that strengthening can take place.  Draw strength and endurance from the Oak.

Botanical Information

The common oak is the oak of myth and legend.  It is often called the great oak and it grows with ash and beech in the low lying forests.  It can reach a height of 150 feet and an age of 800 years.  Along with ashes, oaks were heavily logged, so that remaining giant oaks are only a reminder of forests of old.  Common oaks are deciduous, losing their leaves before Samhain and growing new leaves in the spring.  They are occasionally cultivated in North America, as are the similar native white oak, valley oak, and Oregon oak.  Other oaks common to this area are red oak, water oak, gray oak, live oak, and the post oak. All oaks are members of the Beech family.

 

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