Ancestors: The Pale Ones Under the Mound

                                        “O’ Where O’ where have the Good Folk gone!!!”

We all have a history…a physical bloodline that can be traced back hundreds of years. As a wytch, we acknowledge this bloodline. We pay homage to those of our ancestral past. Without this bloodline, we are just dust and ash. Upon birth we are enlivened by the cunning fire bestowed upon up by the Great Wytch-Father. Our blood is made red with the same fire that exists within the land. It warms our bodies with the essence of life. The blood that flows through the veins can been seen comparatively as the serpent fire which coils and twist within the land.

So what happens upon death…what has happened to our beloved ancestors who have passed on? Upon the time of death, the fire which has been given to us is taken by Fate. The fire returns to its source back into the land. Our body becomes cold and absent of life. The spirit moves on to a mysterious place to be cleansed of all impurities though fire and water. After this baptism of fire and water, the spirit or shade becomes “Feeorin” or “Faerie”. Because of the absence of life, the spirit is seen as pale or white; Just as the body becomes white as the bone. This state of faerie should not be confused with the fantastical stereotype of glittery winged creature which was created and made popular by Victorian literature.

The Feeorin are powerful in many ways. They can and should be called upon for any workings of magick. It would be egotistical to believe that a wytch’s greatest power comes from within the individual. The true key to magickal practices is to have a strong connection with the fetch and the feeorin. Great magick is worked by the wytch with the assistance of the fetch, feeorin, and deity.

The feeorin are obsessed with the red meal. Being that the feeorin have lost their reddened life force, the red meal becomes the most powerful offering which gives spiritual nourishment to them. In fact, this is just a personal theory, but this may have been the origin of the myth of the vampire. For the comparisons are virtually identical: An immortal pale being which solely is nourished by blood i.e. the symbolic red meal. If one is wondering, an offering of your own blood may be suitable in urgent and desperate situations; however, by giving your blood you open yourself to the dangers of being controlled. Your blood should only be offered during oaths to the Lord and Lady and to reddening or bring life to your magickal implements. A houzel or red meal should be done once a week to establish a proper connection with the feeorin. I have personally called upon the feeorin once over the years, and it was one of the most powerful moments of my magickal life.

The feeorin is truly a force which will bring you love, joy, and protection, if you are willing to faithfully and sincerely work to create and maintain the proper connections.