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Cernunnos
milameux:

Eugen Krüger (1832-1876), Stag

milameux:

Eugen Krüger (1832-1876), Stag

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sudatsuga:

You’ve got your claws in me don’t you?  Don’t you?

sudatsuga:

You’ve got your claws in me don’t you?  Don’t you?

reallifeunseeliefaerie:


You are the man in the trees, the green man of the woods,who brings life to the dawning spring.You are the deer in rut,mighty Horned One,who roams the autumn woods,the hunter circling round the oak,the antlers of the wild stag, and the lifeblood that spills upon the ground each season.

Mythological Gentlemen: Cernunnos

reallifeunseeliefaerie:

You are the man in the trees, 
the green man of the woods,
who brings life to the dawning spring.
You are the deer in rut,
mighty Horned One,
who roams the autumn woods,
the hunter circling round the oak,
the antlers of the wild stag, 
and the lifeblood that spills upon 
the ground each season.

Mythological Gentlemen: Cernunnos

sudatsuga:

Unwound

sudatsuga:

Unwound


Cernunnos, the Lord of beasts and the forest.
The Green Cauldron

Cernunnos, the Lord of beasts and the forest.

The Green Cauldron

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(Source: brennaxadaira)

meliiwasnthere:

I fell in love lol

meliiwasnthere:

I fell in love lol

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tatteredbanners:

In Italy there still remains a very old tradition related to the stag figure.  On the last Sunday of carnival, at Castelnuovo, an annual festival takes place known as the Red Deer Man ritual or festival.  It features four primary figures: the Deer man, the Deer Woman, the Fairy Wizard (the Martino), and the Hunter.  The Deer Man and Woman dress in hides, with the man wearing a set of antlers and both figures wearing a necklace of  cowbells.  The Martino is dressed in white with a cape and wears a conical hat.  He carries a wand and represents the fairy of the mountains.

tatteredbanners:

In Italy there still remains a very old tradition related to the stag figure.  On the last Sunday of carnival, at Castelnuovo, an annual festival takes place known as the Red Deer Man ritual or festival.  It features four primary figures: the Deer man, the Deer Woman, the Fairy Wizard (the Martino), and the Hunter.  The Deer Man and Woman dress in hides, with the man wearing a set of antlers and both figures wearing a necklace of  cowbells.  The Martino is dressed in white with a cape and wears a conical hat.  He carries a wand and represents the fairy of the mountains.

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Cernunnos, the Horned God. Wishing everyone a beautiful Solstice and a wonderful Midsummer’s Eve!

Cernunnos, the Horned God.

Wishing everyone a beautiful Solstice and a wonderful Midsummer’s Eve!

The Ancient and Elusive Horned God

The Ancient and Elusive Horned God

Blessing to you all on the Summer Solstice!

Noon of the Solstice

by Damh the Bard

In times long past
lived a Man of green,
And his footsteps brought life wherever he’d been.
In the deepest wildwood
was the place he was seen,
And the people did love
and protect him.
And they saw his face change,
with the turn of the Wheel
of the Seasons,
They heard his voice sing.

(Chorus)
I’m the Horned God,
I’m the face in the trees,
I’m the breath of the wind that rustles the leaves,
I’m the Green Man
in the wildwood I roam,
Cernunnos, I’m Pan and I’m Herne.

I shall be as the Dark Holly King,
Darkness and cold
in my cloak I will bring,
And on Winter’s nights
to me you will sing,
Till the air around me starts changing,
And on the noon of the solstice
I’ll give up my crown,
To the Light
and the Mighty Oak King.

All Summer long
I shall rule just and fair,
Bring your crops to fruit
with the light that I share,
With fire and water,
from earth into air,
But the Wheel it keeps
steadily turning.
And on the noon of the Solstice
I’ll give up my crown,
To the cold and the Dark Holly King.

T’is now modern times
and the Summer is here,
The Winter has gone
and the air it is clear,
On a fine day I walked
through a woods I live near,
When a battle I spied
through a clearing,
Two giants of leaves,
one light and one dark,
Even now the Wheel it is turning!