Friday, August 29, 2014
I had a wonderful thing happen. I may have mentioned that my spiritual Family named me Bard last year, a position for which I have no training save my musical ability and occasional songwriting. The last Bard in the Family passed quickly due to cancer before he could pass the training on.
Because of my feeling under-prepared, I joined ADF (Ar nDraoicht Fein, Our Own Druidism) in the hopes of getting some bardic training. Last week, the lady who has been head of the Bardic Guild decided to pass the mantle (just not in good enough health) and managed to mention that she CREATED the Bardic training for my Family back in 1992 (and I remember her performing the barding ritual of the last bard). I have gotten in touch with her, she only lives about 35 minutes away, and is excited to get to meet me and has agreed to train me. This is major whoopie!