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Leave all your worries in the darkness, for now it is time to let your light grow and shine.

Have a Merry Yule!



Green Man Tree Oracle

Taxus baccata
Tree of Resurrection, Tree of Eternity
Winter Solstice, December 21st
Fifth vowel and last letter of the Ogham alphabet - Idho
Planet: Saturn and Pluto
Element: Earth and Water
Symbolism: The Tree of Life, Immortality, Rebirth, Protection, Longevity, Change, Divinity, Strength
Metal: Lead
Stone: Olivine
Birds: Eagle, Hummingbird
Colors: Black, Dark Green
Deity: Banbha, Dione, Artemis, Persephone, Hecate, Astarte, Odin. Yew embodies the crone aspect of the triple Goddess. Yew is one of the Guardians of the Underworld that assist in guiding souls from one world to the next.
Sabbat: Winter Solstice
Runes: yr and eolh (positive benefits of transformation.)


The Yew is the grandfather and grandmother of the Celtic woodland. The longest living of the native British trees, it sees the wheel turn many, many times and so understands well the cycles of energy that unfold in mankind time and again. It can live thousands of years and when the central trunk begins to decay, a new tree sprouts from within to keep the cycle of life turning. It is thus the tree of death and rebirth and hence transformation. The most sacred and mysterious of magical sites were found in the groves of yews and indeed many ancient churches have yews growing in their grounds that predate the arrival of Christianity and indicate an ancient sacred site.

It is said that a fence post made of Yew will easily outlast one made of iron and has earned the title "Yew of Resilience."

OGHAM The Celtic Oracle
by Peter Pracownik and Andy Baggott

Pray Peace

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from Moon Bee Acres

There is a branch for you to sit upon with a beautiful view.
Climb up into her arms, and stay for a spell.
Feel her roots, her bark, her branches, her leaves.
She is shade, shelter, a home, a hide-away.
She is an escape.
She rocks you to sleep in your hammock.
She holds up your birdfeeder, your wind chimes, and your decorations.
She embraces anyone who loves to climb.
In the spring she offers life, and in the fall she gives her own.
She does not judge.
She just is.




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