Fellowship of Isis Liturgy by Olivia Robertson
The Druid Clan of Dana
An Clann Draoidheachta Danann
RITE OF DANA. DRUID INITIATION
INTRODUCTION
Companions of the Druid Clan of Dana live as if this were the Golden
Age now: And so it is in the Inner Planes! When we open our spiritual sense through our etheric life energy , we see, hear,
travel, enjoy life in The Land of Heart’s Desire. The key is love. As this consciousness expands, it affects family,
friends and neighbourhood. Even the cat smiles! Radiations from a Grove, whether this be in city or countryside, heal worldly
ills through the auras of humans, animals, trees and stones. Communion with the Deities, with the Sidhe - elemental Beings
- and friends in Spirit is enjoyed. There is no death once the soul learns to leave the body in full consciousness. Our true
selves are of the Immortals. Disease, hatred, jealously and fear are dissolved as we awaken from the world dream which we
ourselves have created. We see through the worldly veil and discover the ever living earth, Body of the Goddess.
In our Grove of Eithne in Clonegal, we honour all true traditions of every
race and religions: we respect Ireland’s many ways from the pre-Celtic Firbolgs and Formorians, to the Tuathe de Danann
and Celtic Christians. Dana has showed Herself to me and so I follow her way. Her hair is of the sun, her skin is pale as
the moon and her turquoise blue mantle surrounds our islands as the sea. Yet She may appear with golden-ebony skin of Africa
or with the copper glow of the Mayans. She is both Earth Mother and Queen of Heaven.
Whenever Dana comes, She brings love, compassion and wisdom. My own vision
was in 1952. From 1960 to 1974 the Goddess came to us regularly with messages during spiritualist seances in the Bridge House
in Clonegal. It was then that I was given Her name: Dana. The medium was our friend, Dorothy Ryan. The visitations were accompanied
by strong silvery electric-like power. After my brother and I had founded The Fellowship of Isis in 1976, Dana showed Herself
to our Priestess Sandra Ramdhanie. The rest of us, Morgan and Kent Benedict, Shasta Zaring of our Priesthood, a friend of
Sandra and myself heard angelic chanting. This from deep men’s voices alternating with contralto women’s voices.
It lasted for 15 minutes. The Goddess has shown Herself to our Wicklow neighbour, John Doran the famous Healer, 7th son of
a 7th son. As John and I meditated, She gave me this message through him: "Go on. Do well. Preach My Name." I feel that by
opening the Druid Clan of Dana to everyone, we are fulfilling Her will.
Our own family roots go back deeply into Irish Celtic tradition. We belonged
to the Clann Donnachaidh of Ireland which emigrated to Scotland about 1,500 years ago. Later the name Donnachaidh - Duncan
- was changed to Robertson, in honour of Robert the Bruce. Our branch returned to Ireland when my grandfather, Herbert Robertson,
M.P. married Helen Durdin, the owner of Clonegal Castle. My grandfather could be called an Honorary Druid because of his monumental
work "Stemmata Robertson", tracing our Gaelic ancestry. Our cousin, the author Robert Graves, also undertook Druid work by
listing the Druid Tree Alphabet.
Clonegal Castle lies on the banks of the River Derry, "Doire", The Grove
of the Oak, upstream before it joins the Slaney, "Slainte", River of Healing. Matriarchal Centres were situated between two
rivers on The Crow’s Foot, "The Macha", Crone form of The Goddess Morrigan. Such is the site of Castle Matrix, where
dwelt the Wizard Earl of Desmond. The confluence of our two rivers gives the name of our village, Clonegal - Cluan i Gabhla,
named after Eithne of the long Fork. The Morrigan in virgin form is The Badb. As the Great Queen she spans a river with her
legs as She unites with Her Husband, the Dagda Mor. She has been seen in the castle grounds by our Priest of Rhiannon, John
Matthews. She showed Herself to him between two yew trees, before the prediluvian Mount Leinster. She had long black hair
and a red robe. We had been performing "The Ceremonial Magic of Mars and Morrigan."
In our field bordering the Derry is our ancient Bullawn Stone. Thousands
of years ago this was used for grinding corn, so forming a cup which holds healing rain water. It was sacred to the Sun and
Grain Goddess, Grainne. It is still sued for curing warts - and even cancer - by local people. It was joined at the turn of
the century by a meteorite that landed by our avenue, and glowed for two years. Rooks sat on it warming their behinds! A meteorite
is a legendary marker for a Holy place. Within our Temple of Isis in the castle is a holy well traditionally associated with
the bullawn stone. The castle was built around it in 1625, so our ancestors have always drunk from its healing waters. The
well is dedicated to the Goddess Brighid. We use it for everyday drinking, ritual and healing, and for promoting psychic vision.
My brother Lawrence and I discovered the ancient Paganism of Ireland when
we were children in the early ‘thirties’. We used to go by donkey cart upstream by the Slaney to visit a hermit,
Daniel Fox. Mr. Fox was our local Merlin. As he and I sat over a fire in his cottage, he would tell me of his visions of Pagan
people who lived by the river thousands of years ago. He would see and hear them, he said, as they rose at early dawn. They
would drink from a well, bathe in the river and then assemble at an altar stone, high on the steep slope of the bank. There
they would wait for the sun to rise across the river. Mr. Fox would show me the altar and well every time I visited him. He
kept them clear. When I was sixteen I painted pictures of the ancient ceremony as he had described it.
We practice Druid rituals in the Old Abbey, a ruin filled with flowering
shrubs and rambling roses. Parts of it date from the 14th Century, the same date as our yew walk that borders the Wilderness.
We have there a dolmen altar and two marble vessels containing rain water. We began using this for rituals in 1963, when Philip
Ross Nichols, Chosen Chief of the English Order of Bards, Ovates and Druids, would join us in Danaan ceremonies. His successor,
Philip Carr-Gomm, also worked with us during the late sixties and seventies. Nowadays, the Herenach Brady of The Name, of
the pre-Druid Megalithic Order, performs Irish ceremonies in Gaelic. This language is essential for Celtic ritual. We use
bullawn stone, well, yew walk and wilderness in our magical workings.
Our purpose is to move directly from the ancient Irish oral tradition
to the telepathic communion of the New Aeon. The Goddess Dana, Mother of the Goddesses and Gods of Eire and of us all, bestows
on us Her gifts, now that we are prepared to make good use of them.
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(*) COI Website Note: Ben McBrady, known as Brady of the Name
and Herenach of the Two Kilmores, was Aircinneac and Herenach of a pre-Druid Megalithic Order called “The Old Gaelic
Order,” often referred to simply as “The Order.” Ben McBrady is believed to have been the last member of
“The Old Gaelic Order.” Because of this he was called “The Last Druid.” He passed away in January
of 1996. Ben McBrady was a descendant of Lugar MacLugair (Lughaid mac Loeguire), who was Chief Druid of Ireland and Druid
to the High King Leary and the Kings of Leinster. Lugar MacLugair was also believed to have been a member of “The Old
Gaelic Order.”
Sketched portrait of Dana by Lady Olivia Robertson. All rights reserved.
Reproduction is prohibited. The COI website staff thank the artist for permission to display this work.