Archive | April 12, 2012

H is for Hierophant – Pagan blog post

In most tarot decks the Hierophant is defined in fairly negative language as being a male authority figure that doesn’t always use his authority wisely. Someone who dominates through his will and authority. This is especially true of feminist tarot decks.

Well, if you are a member of the Fellowship of Isis you have to confront what a Hierophant is in real life very quickly and at least, for us it couldn’t be more wrong.

A Hierophant in the FOI tradition is defined as “One who shows forth”, quite a difference from most tarot definitions. Our Hierophant in particular is the living definition. Laura, who we loving call our Hieromum, is our beacon and example.

Hierophants according to the FOI are “College of Isis preceptors. Hierophants already belong to the FOI Priesthood and are Founders/Administrators of a Lyceum. They are qualified to guide Fellowship members through the 32 Magi degrees and consecrate another member as a Hierophant. Laura has consecrated at 5 of our group as Hierophants. Hierophants are at least 4th degree Magi. Addressed as “Reverend Hierophant” in FOI Ritual.”

It also says of Hierophants, “Their vocation from the Goddess is to act as Guides and Teachers of candidates, already FOI members who wish to obtain Magi degrees in a particular Lyceum. … The hallmarks of a fine Hierophant are wisdom and humility, love and understanding. The possession of a sense of humour brings the laughter of the Gods.” (Which explains why I have the Iseum of BunniHoTep.)

So, I’ve had to revise the meaning of Hierophant mentally since I joined FOI. I’ve watched our Hieromum gently heard the cats (us) in her care. She’s good at nudging us in the directions that are best for each of us which sometimes are radically different that where we thought we might go. She is also our Archdruidess and because of that we now have a Grove and 3 of us have progressed through Companion to Bard to Druid. It’s been a lot of fun deciding cooperatively what our Grove should look like and what we need to do and in supporting each other.

Right now the Hieromum is recovering from surgery and I know all of us are sending her love and healing all the time.

Poetry month – Shakespeare

A Fairy Song

  Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire!
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon’s sphere;
And I serve the Fairy Queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green;
The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours;
In those freckles live their savours;
I must go seek some dewdrops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip’s ear.

William Shakespeare