Cont’d from trip to Coldridge with Ian.
“Brighid bhoidheach, Bride the beautiful. Brighid, or Bride, is the tutelary goddess of the Gaelic peoples of the western Isles, where she is still well loved and worshipped under the guise of the Christian Saint Bridgid. She is the daughter of the Dagdha.
She is known by many different names, for her mysteries are many. She is the ‘Lady of the Shores’, for the shore is one of those magical in-between places that so fascinated the Celts. The shore is neither dry land, nor is it the sea, yet it is the meeting place of both.
Brighid is also known as the ‘Two-Faced One’. In the legends, she is described as having one side of her face black and ugly, while the other side is white and beautiful. The Mystery of Bride is to be found in the annual transformation of the cailleach, the hag of winter, into the fair maiden of Spring.
Brighid is the goddess of all arts and crafts, and as such she is the feminine principle of the Ildanach, the counterpart of Lugh. She represents the potential of all women for she is the eternal flame that burns in the heart and hearth of every woman of the Gael, ‘moon-crowned Brighid of the undying flame’. This principle of the undying flame continued even after the coming of Christianity into Ireland. At the fifth century sanctuary of St. Bride of Kildare, the sacred fire within was attended by her devoted maidens and was never allowed to go out.
The name of this goddess originates from the Gaelic words Breo-Saighit, which means Fiery Arrow. The arrows of Brighid have many attributes. As goddess of bards, smiths and physicians she is the flame of poetical inspiration and of healing, and the fire of the divine forge.
Finally, as the Good Shepherdess who watches over her flock, Brighid presides over the cradle of the new born infant. It is a common practise for the women of the Isles to hang rowan crosses over their cradles whilst reciting a charm or prayer to Brighid to invoke her protection.” See link below for reference.”
This explains a lot about the Coldridge Banjo enclosure! The first time I brought Kat (Archaeology friend and fellow healer) there she said that the female energy there was the Goddess Brigid. All we knew about her at that time was that she was a Celtic goddess!
When I was with another friend, I had picked up the dark/light energy, very Brigid. At the time though I didn’t know what it meant!
What it’s saying is that effectively, the Banjo is a Winter/Spring site. Plus, the flame has now been reactivated, but, although it is the flame of Brigid I’m still not sure what its function is? And it is the White flame, which is the Winter flame and is often anchored in the sea, close to the shore.
Previous information discovered during psychometry sessions with Kat revealed that one of the Iron Age inhabitants of the enclosure was a leather worker. He tanned his hides and made good quality leather goods. There was also a wheel Wright who had his forge nearby and who channelled lunar energy into his metalworking, especially horseshoes and anything related to travelling, hence, I assume, the ‘lucky horseshoes’ we still use today!! So maybe a ‘Brigid’ site would be the perfect place to have a forge and a craftsman!
The Winter and Spring vortexes are also east of the main enclosure with the avenue leading directly to them. West of the Banjo, about a mile away, and on the energy-line, is the square enclosure, with the vortex at the bottom. of the avenue. This is the same layout but this time, the vortex is south of the enclosure. A Bronze Age King is the guardian of that site. But the Brigit energy is in the perfect place if the twin vortices are Winter and Spring!
On a later trip to Coldridge in April 2010 with Eartha:
We made our way up to Coldridge and it felt beautiful, soft and warm. The energies are in a good place. Eartha felt exactly the same. We went into the Banjo enclosure and I actually found a piece of Bronze Age pottery!
Eartha was picking up the older energies of the boat people, which I had also picked up when I first began to work on this site! She felt that they had escaped an inundation. Chris and I received the same information whilst working on the Dorset Cursus some time later!
When we were done here, I took her down to the vortices at the bottom. On the way down the over-grown avenue, I found a bird’s skull. It looked a bird of prey as its upper beak was curved downwards for meat-eating rather than pecking. Down at the spring vortex, I could see that all the work I have done there is still in place but the vortex itself was quiet. But I did find another skull, this time a deer which had been dead for quite some time. I think it was a young deer. I gave it to Eartha, as she works with the Deer energy. Then we made our way down to the winter vortex. As we walked down to the vortex, which was difficult to find as everything has changed, the only way we could find it was by feeling! We both felt like we were walking ritually towards the vortex as though we were about to perform an ancient ritual. We each had our skulls and this felt very significant. When I felt the need to raise my arms I knew we had to stop here even though it looked nothing like it had down before. The bluebells were beginning to come out and there was green openness everywhere.
Then we made our way down to the winter vortex. As we walked down to the vortex, which was difficult to find as everything has changed, the only way we could find it was by feeling! We both felt like we were walking ritually towards the vortex as though we were about to perform an ancient ritual. We each had our skulls and this felt very significant. When I felt the need to raise my arms I knew we had to stop here even though it looked nothing like it had done before. The bluebells were beginning to come out and there was green openness everywhere.
O Holy Mother, Diviner of Truth, search my heart now and fill the spaces which are empty of your love. Fill me with your Divine Essence so that I can bring this love to your children Fill me with the Light of the Divine and allow me the strength necessary for the execution of my tasks.
This is my Divine Right and I ask it now. Thank you and So it is.
Then I heard her reply!
You bring me Death, I give you life. Bring your dead to me, for I am the Mother of the Void, of the chasm between life and death, the Alpha and Omega. I take life and I birth it anew.
Adoratrice, I acknowledge your status of High Priestess and as such I bequeath to you three gifts. The gift of Life, to share with Humanity. The gift of Succour, to support you in your journey and the Gift of Love, to spread to the world. Do you agree to carry these gifts in your heart?
I answered yes, even though I had absolutely no idea what that would mean in practice, so she continued:
Then they will fill your empty spaces. Go in peace now and ever remember me in your prayers for help. Take this with you wherever you go. It is my Divine Essence. A parting gift from the Mother. Come Hither.
I had to place a bottle of water on the ground in amongst the bluebells for her to place her gifts into. Then I saw her place a red berry, a white berry and a green berry and a generous helping of green, bubbly stew! She added a small diamond as an extra surprise gift! Then I saw a heart which was opened at the top and all her energy filled it up so that it was full. And then we were done.
Work done and essence made. I love doing this.
(1 Oct. 2016. I have held onto the essence since then and I have never used it, until now. It certainly heals; by bringing up old unhealed grief and loss and filling you up again. To be used with very conscious intention and in a safe, nurturing place!)