Ode to the "Celt"
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COMING-OUT RITUAL
Prepare the nemeton in the usual manner.
Make offerings to the cucullatus/bocain (spirits of place) and make toasts in turn to the Gods, ancestors and the spirit of comradery created by those present.
The man Coming Out (M) should spend a little time in meditation, whilst the officiating druid (D) and others gathered focus their minds, perhaps play the harp or bodhran etc.
D (shake craebh-sidhe) : Our Tribe is gathered ~ are there any who wish to speak?
M : I do. Beloved Ferdiad of the blue-grey eye, guide me this day as I declare myself to my Tribe gathered here, to my Gods and spirits.
D : Who are you?
M : I am a wolf in the battle
I am a butterfly unfurling
I am a stag in the summer glade
I am a pwca, ever-changing
I am a brother under the blanket
Who but I have seen what the night conceals?
D : What is it that you claim before this throng?
M : The right to love; to lust; to speak praise of those I share my life with; to celebrate the gifts of Aonghus mac Og.
D : Those who seek rights must also hold responsibilities. What duties will you uphold?
M (holding a torque) : To speak the truth of my heart to those who love me, not to mislead them with false promises; to defend my choices against those who would deny me freedom; to protect myself and those I pleasure from disease (add more if you wish.)
D : This is your oath, sworn freely before the Gods on the oath-ring?
M : It is.
D : Live now as a brother, warm beneath the blanket of Ferdiad’s love. (Uses face paint or anointing oil to mark the word ‘bràthair’ in oghams on M’s chest.) Beth for the new birth that is yours this night, Ruis for the blush of unstained lust, Ailm for the cry of realisation, Tinne for the iron strength that hostility may demand, Huathe for you will be feared by those scared of the dark, Ailm for the gasp of joy, Iodho to honour the ancestors who paved the way for you, Ruis for the blush of love that makes all men beautiful.
ALL (Encircling M and chanting) : Bràthair, Bràthair, Bràthair!
D : When you requested this meeting of the Tribe I meditated with Ferdiad, and this is the gift he guided me to present to you (gives a gift of some sort.) In the old times a liege, a flaith, sealed his acceptance of an oath with a gift to the oath-maker. This is your gift. When you look on it, remember the responsibilities you have taken on board.
ALL (each can make a toast in their own words, to the Gods, to M, to a figure from their own past who helped them accept some aspect of their own nature* etc. When everyone is all toasted-out, end the ritual in the usual manner then go and feast.)