I went and named myself a birch tree maiden — because I like them, because they make me smile, because of the character in Thomas the Rhymer, because birch switches have kinky connotations and so do I — and today I went and looked them up in the context of Druid Trees.
The context of why I decided to do this now: Someone I know is looking for a tied-to-her-ancestors lens through-which to understand her own abilities to communicate with (and, er, draw the attention of) non-human intelligences. I’ve been pushing her towards various types of neopagan druidry because… it seems to fit. The skills she already has fit the profile of a seer, but her animism also fits with the ways her (and my) ancestors read the world, its holy places, it’s vast and acknowledged life-in-all-things.
So I’ve been looking at Druid Stuff today, and this gave me an excuse to go looking up the Birch Tree and seeing what-all it’s about.
I see rulership. I see a tree of song, communication, music, and words. I see an association with the ancestors. I see healing and blessing. I see love and trust and partnership. I see new beginnings (appropriate for my own pantheon — My Lady of New Beginnings stands in scrub-land and meadow, between the field and the forest, and that’s the space the birch tree occupies). I see creativity. I see fertility. I see world-trees. I see new perspectives (shades of the Hanged Man in my tarot deck). I see protection (both in the sense of the magical and in the sense of the literal – housing and roofing materials). I see water associations. I see women associations and goddess associations. I see winter associations. I see … huh… an unexpected tie to Macha, the earthy, horse-woman of the Morigan trio who handles fertility as well as death. Really? Huh. Can anyone confirm this? <*eyebrow*>
I see a lot of ways in which I picked the right tree for me, my pantheon, my own life and work. Eeeeeeeeeeeeenteresting. 🙂
Anyone worked with birch before? Care to share? Drop me a comment and we’ll yack. 🙂
Meliad the Birch Maiden