Welcome guest, make yourself at home,
My processions are coming home for autumn.
There is no lack of wood upon the hearth,
The hounds are calm, the horses fed and watered.
Put knife to meat, drink your share from the horn,
There is endless plenty in my cauldron.
Join and dream to the songs of my bards,
They play a magic from the world’s beginning.
Beneath the Faery moon and Annwn’s stars
All things are sung back to wonder.
Welcome guest, make yourself at home,
My processions are coming home for autumn.
*The original manuscript ‘Gwyn ap Nudd and St Collen’ (1536) relating Gwyn’s feast on Glastonbury Tor can be found here: http://www.maryjones.us/ctexts/collen.html It’s possible it took place on Michaelmas day, September 29th, which marks the last day of summer and beginning of Autumn.
The Sanctuary of Vindos 
Sounds wonderful. Can i make a reservation at that feast please? lol
Come along 😉
A positive face of Gwyn, he usually is hostile.
He’s certainly scary but also has a hospitable, honorable side as shown in this 1250BC poem from ‘The Black Book of Carmarthen’ http://www.maryjones.us/ctexts/bbc33.html
Wow, that link goes to a great site and i am listening to the long video on Cernunnos there and have downloaded what is available. Thanks.
Gwyn is a complex archetype 🙂
Love how you are showing the calm, orderly side of the Lord of the Wild Hunt. Nice shift in perspective……Charlotte