Nemeton of the Cervidae
Columbus, Ohio
“A spiritual path that speaks to the present times.”
We are devoted to reawakening humankind’s relationship with the living Earth, our holy Ancestors, and the great host of life with which we share the Land and the Waters with while forging a spiritual path that speaks to the present times.
We will foster the creation and recognition of sacred sites across the Land, celebrate regular and ongoing rites and offerings in relation to the cycles of Nature, and ever seek to lift up and defend the inherent sanctity of all life.
The Nemeton of the Cervidae is the first sprouting branch of The Nemeton of the Ways located in Upstate New York.
We are devoted to reawakening humankind’s relationship with the living Earth, our holy Ancestors, and the great host of life with which we share the Land and the Waters with while forging a spiritual path that speaks to the present times.
We will foster the creation and recognition of sacred sites across the Land, celebrate regular and ongoing rites and offerings in relation to the cycles of Nature, and ever seek to lift up and defend the inherent sanctity of all life.
The Nemeton of the Cervidae is the first sprouting branch of The Nemeton of the Ways located in Upstate New York.
Sacred CervidaeThe deer, which is related in many traditions with kindness, softness and gentleness, is, in one way or another, an animal that is connected to the gods and the sacred.
Whether the goddess Saraswati who takes the form of a red deer called Rohit or the Shamans of old following the Ways of the horned ones, the Sacred Deer are part of human spirituality dating back to the cave paintings of Lascaux 17,000 years ago. |
Sleeping under Oaks"Oaks, groves, winding roads, all the twisted branches Gnarled reaches of a wrong direction Acorns and disappointments some on the ground, some hanging on I came to gather mistletoe, or kiss the earth and sky Nomadic tribeswoman, a newborn deer, lost and found We have fallen asleep together, the deepest peace I've known Now crows dancing on branches awaken me. I am alone, with our heartbeats in perfect sync, the deer's and mine" |
