The Sagh’ic stories around the otter moon is one of , rejuvenation , love and feelings of hope to those who feel weary and hopeless. It can also be a reminder that we need to care for ourselves’, so we can continue the path we are on and care for others. being this is a sacred story held by the Elders, of which i am not yet. i will be paraphrasing the story, hitting the high lights.
So the story goes, That in the time before time, there was a warrior. He walked across the belly of Mather Tei ( the earth) , for what seemed to be an eternity . He was constantly on alert, fighting everything around him. The Elements, Animals, other Two-legged such as himself. As the wheel of life turned he grew weary. He longed for the sweet rest in the Rolling Valleys , beyond where Art the mother bear lay. He came to her asking to pass from this life to the next ; as always she sent him back. after many turnings he lost all hope . He could not see past his own pain and longing for sweet peace. so as most days he wandered, The air was cold , he was in deep despair , so weakened by hunger and fighting ,he came upon a lake. Now most experienced warriors would have started a fire, caught dinner and settled in against the wind and snow. However, he had neither the strength nor desire to do so. He sat down and looked out at the water placid and quiet, except for a lone Otter, that poked its head up and then disappeared. In his state of exhaustion he fell asleep.
Now the full moon had risen, the light shined so bright that everything was silver and shining bright and shining . along the shore he saw a fire, and as he approached it he could see the outline of a woman , she had fish on the fire, mead and other foods. She stood up and removed all the armor, weapons he carried. Removed the clothing stained and smelling of Blood ,sweat and tears. he was led down to the water, where she bathed him, cared for his wounds . The two played in the waters, the cold seemed not to bother them. After they lay in each others arms, under a fur blanket and he ate his fill , enjoyed the company of the woman for what seemed like months and years, ( this was before we measured time, who can say how long the night was). He fell asleep in her arms, dreamed of a different life and of love. A life where he could see a bright future and all the world had to offer.
When the day came and Grian the sun , chased his sister the moon from the sky, the Warrior saw, that he was alone, he wondered if everything had been a dream . as he packed to leave, he heard the slap of a tail , on the water s he turned he saw a large otter dive beneath the lake. He then continued on his journey, rejuvenated, confident and full of hope, that he ma76y find that same happiness again.
So as we are pulled and torn between caring for others, the state of our communities and nations , the environment being assaulted and negative things happening around us, it is easy to grow weary, depressed and feel hopeless . Take some time for self-care. Unplug, take a walk on the beach, in the snow, or just a cup of coffee and a book . We can not fight for those things we love and against that which we fear , if we are in the state of the warrior. there will be another day, lets see the beauty not the Darkness.