Sisterhood of the Antlers
Walking the path of the Ancestral Mothers of Scotland with stories, art, and ritual
A Visit From Sheela
Some days it’s interesting to see who just turns up each morning in that magical half light that isn’t quite dawn and isn’t quite day. Sometimes I sit alone and on others I have company. Sometimes it is the brush of crow’s wing and I know Talieasker is close. On other days I can feel a warming on my back and I know there are ancestors peering over my shoulder – curious to see what’s going on.
Then on some days, others swoop in to help – such as the appearance of Sheela-na-gig in offering her protection to help a young girl. Sheela’s story is multi-layered as the different era’s added on their interpretation. While she holds the power of regeneration I sometimes see her in a Baubo stance – yet instead of evoking laughter she can invoke a defending primal scream of terror which holds the fury of women everywhere.
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