Blackbird/ Druid Dhubh
Posted: 17 Oct 2006, 09:44
Isnt this great? Well as Donnata said lets get started. I hesitate to be the one to start it off as such, not being an expert in it and all. But one of us has to so here goes.
Blackbird:(European looking one)
I don't know where to get the pictures from perhaps you do Donnata?
Any way on having refelcted on this I am struck by the way all the elements are represented if one looks at it carefully.
Birds of course always represent the element of air and the link between air and fire for a blacksmith are inexcapable, blackbird being not only the druids bird but the bird of the forge. Then we have the dark depths of the earth represented by the cave, leading us into the otherworld. Then we have the early twilight moon representing water, and have you noticed the branch the blackbird is sitting on? Well even though I know it has rowan leaves and berries, the gateway tree, to me it looks very much like the hazel contorta in my garden, and its shape is reminiscent of a water sign. So blackbird as a druids bird not only takes in to the the gateway of the otherworld but reminds us to use all the elements in our journey there. What of Spirit you may ask, as did I... well that seems to be implied in the whole sense of journeying into the otherworld, making the choice to listen to blackbirds call to look deeper, to follow the pure liquid sound of his song and look deeper into the heart of life, which always starts in the darkness of the womb like cave....
But I wondered about the skeletal tree in the background? Why is it there? Is it to remind us that all passess on the wheel of time?
I have a powerful afinnity to blackbirds, having been enchanted by them since a very young child. I was always a rebel trying to escape and was sitting out the corregated iron roof of my house. The heat was unbearable and I had had whooping cough and was sitting out there to try to cool down. Of course I was not supposed to be there!. The sky was a sulphorus yellow and all had gone very silent as it can do .... I had been looking at a cushion of moss growing on the roof and had been captured by its little red fronds growing upwards, so small and infinitely beautiful...I was completely lost in this contemplation going deeper and deeper into this otherworld of miniture, when from my left a blackbird shot out right in front of me calling out an alarm, just as the first heavy drops of rain fell on to my skin and roof, turning all the golden lichen into deep brown patches...the raindrops cooled me and I felt so part of the fire of the lightening and the sulphorus air sitting on this tin roof with the moss and raindrops. As you may see, it made a very deep impression on me, one which I hope never to forget, but blackbird was my guardian and my guide.
Anyway, enough for now...what do you all think...apart from anything else isnt it a beautiful bird.