On the 20th of September, the Three Cranes Grove celebrated the Autumn Equinox (a few days early, but we asked some harvest Gods, so it’s okay). It was the Grove’s 13th anniversary, making it our fourteenth such rite. The ritual took place at the Mansion reservable shelter at Highbanks Metropark at 3:30 (okay, we started a bit late).
As is our tradition, the ritual honored Teutates, the patron of our grove. In the four weeks leading up to the rite we participated in an Equinox-along where the grove prepared to honor our patron. On the day of the ritual we gathered the folk and made offerings to Teutates, including a cornucopia full of chiles, a whopping fire, our traditional pork as well as a brief retelling of some of the pertinent details of our first ritual as a grove.
Amid happy folk and playing children and a comfortable late summer afternoon the Cranes called down the blessings of the waters (to the tune of the song of the same name) from the Kindred and began our work.
Lisa Lea was our Seer for this ritual, and we received good omens:
Were our offerings accepted?: Ur, Heather – growth. Yes they were!
What Blessings do we receive from the Kindreds?: Saille, Willow – flow, liminality and “going with the flow.
What further needs do the Kindreds have of us?: Ngetal, Broom – cleansing, putting things in order, domesticity.
Taken together this may mean that in this liminal time of the Equinox, we grow strong in going with the flow to put our homes and lives in order.
Each newly elected officer of the grove swore an oath to serve the folk and uphold their office (“wrong” crane style, on the neck).
The Leslie Dauterman award was also announced. It is given to an individual who has demonstrated a commitment to bring together the pagan community in Ohio. This year that award went to Beaker.
Our Bard and outgoing Scribe, Reverend Jan Avende, recited an abbreviated version of the Grove Poem “Clutia Trion Garanonon” (the Fame of Three Cranes) as a combination offering to Teutates and a working to bless the grove. During this working our portable Bilé was re-consecrated by the fires of piety.
As is our tradition a “Crane Family Photo” was taken following the ritual. Unfortunately I know several people missed the photo since we snuck it in before all the kiddos had to peace-out.
Thanks to a cranky baby I left before the potluck, but I heard a rumor that the full version of the poem was read and if tradition holds many desserts were had by all.
~Joe Auerbach (incoming Senior Druid)