No Hats. No Rabbits.

It’s impossible to explore any indigenous wisdom tradition without wandering into mystical realms that many refer to as magic. A provocative word, that. As we continue to look at spiritual relationships and alliances of the ancient and modern Irish people it might be rabbit hathelpful to examine the nature of magic – which has absolutely nothing to do with pulling rabbits out of hats. Some years ago my spiritual teacher provided insightful clarity on the subject from which I offer the following.

Magic is Spiritual fact made manifest in the physical plane. That is magic. So it doesn’t have anything to do with magic formulas, wearing the proper clothing, lighting the right number of candles. That is why once upon a time there was more magic in the world – because more people knew that Spirit was real. 

Magic will only happen when you know absolutely that Spirit is real, like you know your own name, like you know 2+2. When it’s truth, and not a tentative maybe, magic works. You can’t hope or dream or pretend that maybe it will happen. You can’t think that if you say it often enough, maybe it will happen. That’s like sitting in your chair and trying to materialize a sandwich out of the refrigerator. No matter how many times you look at an empty plate and say, “Sandwich,” you probably won’t produce one. Because you don’t believe in it. So when you create magic you have to know the energy “This is fact.”

You are all born with the magic because you are all Spirit. It’s inside of you. Sometimes you have to convince yourself of that because the world does not always appreciate Spirit being real. The collective conscious around you will tell you, “These things don’t really happen. Once upon a time maybe, these things happened, but not today. And anyway, only special people can do this.” But the truth is that you are magic and you can make magic happen. All it takes is to remember, to know that Spirit is real.

Many people don’t live in a culture that embraces this spiritual knowing, this magic. Our Irish ancestors did. And that wisdom still lives in many of the Irish people.

Henry Can Wait

I stopped by to pick up Henry yesterday. He’s been gone almost two weeks and with our long-hair dogs and cat we are getting desperate for his return. Henry is our vacuum Henry Hoovercleaner. But he wasn’t ready.

It’s a small independent repair shop and Don, his eyes brimming with tears, told me he was behind on orders. His dad died yesterday. I don’t know Don beyond our sporadic vacuum cleaner encounters but as I hugged him he cried and and apologized that he was having trouble focusing on work. I suggested perhaps he should close the shop for a few days. But no, business must go on. He would call me when Henry was repaired, maybe even Saturday as he planned to work through the weekend to catch up. Business must go on. Such a common response in a culture where bereavement days are measured in single digits, counted on one hand.

Some years ago friends and I were visiting the small Irish village of Adara, birthplace of Donegal tweed. Our plans were to spend one night, wander the shops the next day and then head south to Sligo Town. But our plans changed when, at breakfast, our B&B host told us that a young man of the village, driving home after working a night shift, had fallen asleep and drifted over the center line. He was hit by a truck and killed instantly.

The entire village shut down. Schools and businesses closed for the day as everyone gathered at the church. We would have slipped quietly out of town but we had clothes to collect at the local laundry which would now not be open until the following morning.

This came back to me as I left the repair shop. Open. Business as usual. I had encouraged Don to take some time, told him that Henry can wait. Although I believe his heart heard the message I knew he would stay at work.

Priestly Powers

and within living memory there is the case of Fr Frawley, still spoken of with reverence in the Sixmilebridge area, who when he first came to the parish challenged the old parish altar candlespriest to a trial of their respective powers. He, by his prayers, was able to light the altar-candles from a distance of thirty feet, while the older man could only make them smoulder.

When the first monks wandered over to Ireland they found easy resonance with the Irish people for demonstrations such as Fr Frawley’s. History holds many accounts of their mystical abilities. Belief in such priestly power was still present in the nineteenth century according to the above excerpt from Eddie Lenihan’s book In Search Of Biddy Early. In fact among the hundreds of stories collected about Biddy this is a common theme. Because the Church was adamant that parishioners stay away from Biddy, threatening to condemn them from the pulpit for visiting her, people seeking healing would often first approach the local parish priest and if he did not help them the popular conclusion was that he would not, rather than could not. Then they would go to Biddy. If prayer invokes an alliance with an unseen and other world power, how is that so very different from Biddy’s other realm relationships? For many Irish people it wasn’t so different at all.

Holy Alliances

One of the things I find fascinating about a general cultural unwillingness to embrace the truth or notion, depending on your perspective I suppose, of relationships and alliances with spirit realms is the presence of exactly that in the Christian tradition, especially the ANNUNCIATIONHOLYSPIRITCatholic Church. Biblical texts are filled with stories of communion with angels and the Holy Spirit, both certainly neither measurable or, in most cases, seen. Add to that the numerous appearances of Mother Mary throughout history, so powerful people still make pilgrimage to those shrine locations.

This cosmology was a pivotal influence for the Irish people when the first Catholic monks arrived in Ireland. With a long and profound tradition of such spiritual alliances, the Irish were able to give warm welcome to these monks, their teachings and indeed their magic. And for several hundred years the Irish Catholic Church was a mystical body in harmonious coexistence with the indigenous spiritual traditions. Both believed the divine sacred was in all things and, more importantly, that everyone could have a personal relationship with the sacred.

In 664 Rome would change the doctrine on this, or attempt to. But by then what was already rooted was even more entrenched in the culture, customs and very soul of the Irish people.

Probing The Mystery

A vistor to Neils Bohr’s country cottage, noticing a horseshoe hanging on the wall, teased the eminent scientist about this ancient superstition. “Can it be that you, of all people, believe it will bring you luck?” “Of course not,” replied Bohr, “but I understand it brings you luck whether you believe or not.”      Bartlett’s Book of Anecdotes

Among the many relationships with entities from other realms, channeling is one of the more controversial for many people. Perhaps because, although channeling takes many forms, it generally involves allowing a spirit entity to step into and speak through your higher_selfphysical body. There are many people who channel. J.Z. Knight, who channels Ramtha from her ranch in Yelm, is among the more widely known through her association with movie stars Shirley MacLaine and Linda Evans.

J.Z. and Ramtha have been controversial over the years for many reasons yet they still attract hundreds of students from around the world to their workshops and events. The work has also drawn much scientific skepticism. True to her nature J.Z. was determined to address these questions head on and invited a team of scientists to come to the ranch to observe and scientifically test the channeling process. I was fortunate to be invited to witness this small gathering.

For two days the scientists probed, prodded and measured J.Z.’s brain waves, heart rate, blood pressure, breathing, perspiration rate and more. At the end of the conference they presented their findings. While most were not willing to conclusively validate channeling as a real and factual phenomenon, they acknowledged they were not able, as they had hoped and anticipated, to prove that it wasn’t, admitting there was something going on for which science had no explanation. The scientists were chagrined. J.Z., as you might imagine, was pleased.

For most scientists the mystery remains a mystery. For others there is no mystery to these relationships with the spiritual realms. No mystery at all.

Seeing Is Believing

As an adolescent I thirsted for a meaningful vision of human life – so I became a scientist. This is like becoming an archbishop to meet girls.     Matt Cartmill, Anthropologist

Scientists, with few notable exceptions such as Albert Einstein, tell us that if we can’t see, touch, or measure something it’s not real – harshly ridiculing and dismissing the notion of parallel worlds and spiritual realms. They’ve been telling us this for so long that culturally we’ve come to believe them, the only significant contradiction to this being invisible and unmeasurable God and many science minded people don’t believe in Him/Her either.

Fortunately, in the history of human kind, science is a relatively new voice that has not yet succeeded in talking us out of a deep and rich heritage of relationship with other world realms and alliances. A heritage very much reflected in the stories of St. Brigit and Biddy Early, especially the stories of their mystical healing powers. A heritage of seeing and believing very much present in Ireland today as it has been through history.

While I won’t presume to adequately articulate all the energies healers work with and the realms they work in, they are numerous and widely varied. Some work with Earth energies, some with angelic energies, others with plant spirits just to name a few. All parallel worlds and realms to ours. And those shamans, mystics and healers who work in these realms will tell you that this is work of the senses, that they can absolutely feel and in many cases see spiritual energies and entities. Spiritual guides and presences are often felt and distinguished by their unique vibrational patterns and fields. This is true for mine.

What science would say is not real can be seen and touched. But can it be measured? Well, in fact it can and many years ago I had the opportunity to witness such measuring. For the participating scientists, seeing was believing even if the best they could muster was a reluctant, qualified acknowledgment of that belief.

No Whit Less Real

…even in a technological age such as ours much survives of belief in a different way of looking at life. It is a view that sees events as having a logic that is not scientific or mathematical, that sees a world undetected by the strongest microscope; a world, in short, parallel-world-time-travelthat is parallel to ours, but no whit less real for being invisible to us, a world that crosses ours only in certain times and places and through the intermediacy of certain people – such as Biddy Early.

Although Eddie Lenihan made specific reference to Biddy in this insight from his book, In Search of Biddy Early, he could have as easily cited St. Brigit. For these two remarkable women join a long list of spiritual intermediaries from Ireland’s past…and present. In this land of mystics and ancient monuments, poets and prophets, gods and goddesses the veils have always been thin, the relationship between parallel worlds has always been intimate and powerful.

Miracles Through Life And Beyond

Miraculous events infuse almost every story of St. Brigit. One iconic story tells of Brigit seeking land to establish her monastic community, however her many petitions were disdainfully rejected until at last the land owner, exasperated and wanting to be rid of this annoying woman, said she could have all the land her cloak could cover. Brigit was delighted. The following morning she arrived at a large field near Kildare with several of her nuns instructing them to take hold of a corner of her cloak and walk. They did and the cloak expanded to cover several acres, much to the chagrin of the land owner.

12_perpetual-flameYet the miracles did not end with Brigit’s death, as was noted five hundred years later in the writings of cleric Giraldus Cambrensis.

At Kildare in Leinster, celebrated for the glorious Brigit, many miracles have been wrought worthy of memory. Among these, the first that occurs is the fire of St. Brigit, which is reported never to go out. Not that it cannot be extinguished, but the nuns and holy women tend and feed it, adding fuel with such watchful and diligent care, that from the the time of the Virgin, it has continued burning through a long course of years; and although such heaps of wood have been consumed during this long period, there has been no accumulation of ash.

Each of them has the care of the fire for a single night, the last nun, having heaped wood upon the fire says: ‘Brigit take charge of your own fire; for this night belongs to you.’ She then leaves the fire, and in the morning it is found that the fire has not gone out, and that the usual quantity of fuel has been used.

Although the original fire of St. Brigit was eventually extinguished in 1220 by the archbishop of Dublin, it was relit in 1993 by the nuns of Kildare who have been tending it since. Literally and figuratively the fire of this mystical nun, shaman and wise woman was destined to burn through the ages.

A Woman On Fire

From the intense glow they thought the house was on fire. But when they entered they found only young St. Brigit in her crib, ethereal flames shooting from the top of her head. This wasn’t the first indication that this child was extraordinary, but it was among the more dramatic – and prophetic. For the rest of her life Brigit would be a woman on fire.

brigidwithbowlSt. Brigit lived a life fueled by passion for sacred wisdom and social justice. Patron saint of healing, poetry and the forge of transformation, she had tremendous compassion for those who suffered and expected no less from others, as demonstrated in this story from Seán Ó Duinn’s book The Rites of Brigid: Goddess and Saint.

The Queen of Leinster came to Brigid and gave her a silver chain as an offering. Brigid gave the chain to her nuns and they hid it away without telling her, as she was always giving things away to the poor. A leper came along and Brigid gave him the silver chain. The nuns were furious when they heard that the chain was gone. ‘Your mercy is of little use to us,’ they complained, ‘while we ourselves are in need of food and clothes.’ ‘You are a bad lot,’ said Brigid, ‘go to the church, to the place where I pray, and you will find your chain.’ They did and found the chain even though it had been given to the leper.

This story is evidence of both the strength of her convictions and her shamanic powers for Brigit, saint or goddess, was a woman of magic.