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Hellequin: leader of the Wild Hunt and Fairy King

The “familia Herlequini” or “la mesnie Hellequin” is a term which, as Claude Lecouteux has shown in “Phantom Armies of the Night”, might encompass a wide variety of disparate phenomena, such as the wild hunt (die wilde Jagt) and the wild horde (das wilde Heer). The familia Herlequini represented a troop of the dead: the earliest explicit reference to the familia Herlequini is in Orderic Vitalis’s Ecclesiastical History (1130s).

Orderic told the story of a Norman priest called Walchelin, who describes his encounter on New Year’s night in 1091 with a mysterious procession of knights, ladies, priests, monks, and commoners, “like the movement of a great army,” among whom he recognized “many of his neighbours who had recently died.” At one point Walchelin says to himself, “Haec sine dubio familia Herlechini est” [Without a doubt this is Herlequin’s household]. At one point Walchelin grabs one of their horses by the reins and experiences an intense burning, and at another, one of the knights seizes him by the throat, leaving a scar which he carries to the grave. All the members of the procession suffer penitential torments for their former sins: one of the knights, for instance, tells Walchelin: “The arms which we bear are red-hot, and offend us with an appalling stench, weighing us down with intolerable weight, and burning with everlasting fire”.

In this description, Herlechinus appears as a giant who raise a huge club.

The other early description of Herlequin’s ride, written some fifty years later, is from Walter Map’s “De Nugis Curialium”. Here a Welsh king called Herla encounters a diminutive Pan-like creature who predicts his future marriage and then strikes a bargain with him: he will attend Herla’s wedding on condition that the king help him celebrate his own wedding a year later. This creature, who is never named, turns out to be royal and shows up at Herla’s wedding with a splendid retinue bearing lavish gifts. The return visit, which involves passing through “a cave in a high cliff”, is equally successful, but when the time comes for him to leave, Herla’s host presents him with a small dog, with the instruction that none of his retinue is to dismount until the dog jumps down to the ground. He returns to his kingdom only to discover that hundreds of years have passed. Inevitably, some of his company dismount before the dog jumps down and are promptly turned to dust: “The King, comprehending the reason of their dissolution, warned the rest under pain of a like death not to touch the earth before the alighting of the dog. The dog has not yet alighted. And the story says that King Herla still holds on his mad course [circuitus vesanos] with his band in eternal wanderings, without stop or stay”. Later, Map refers to this band as “phalanges noctivage quas Herlethingi dicebant” [night-wandering battalions which they say are Herlething’s] or simply the “Herlethingi familia” [Herlething’s household].

Moreover, in a late thirteenth-century poem on confession, the priest is instructed to ask, “Creïs tu … / Ne [le luiton] ne la masnée / Herllequin, ne genes ne fees?” [Do you not believe … in the goblin, in the household of Herlequin, in witches, and fairies?], and an early fourteenth-century Dominican redaction of the Elucidarium, known as the Second Lucidaire, makes a similar association when it speaks (in the early sixteenth-century English translation) of “elues, gobelyns, & helquins þe whiche men se by nyght, as men of armes trottynge on horsebacke with grete assembles.” Another fourteenth-century author, Raoul de Presles, commenting on Augustine’s discussion of incubi demones in The City of God, recommends that his readers consult William of Auvergne on the topic, “and also he speaks in that place of Hellekin’s household and of Dame Habonde and of the spirits that they call fairies, which appear in stables and woods”. Finally, when the author of Richard the Redeless, referring no doubt to the duketti created by Richard II in 1397, writes, “Oþer hobbis Ϟe hadden / of Hurlewaynis kynne,” he explicitly associates Herlequin with hobs or fairies.

In Adam de la Halle’s brilliant farce “Le Jeu de la feuillée” (ca. 1255), the action of the play takes place in Arras on a feast day (perhaps May Day or possibly Midsummer’s Eve) and concerns a banquet held in honor of the fairies. The sound of bells leads a character called Gillot to anticipate the imminent arrival of “le maisnie Hellekin,” and when another character asks, “will the fairies be following him?” [venront dont les fees après], Gillot assures her that they will. In the event, Hellequin himself does not appear but later sends a messenger to Morgan (one of the three fairies who do) with a love letter; at first she spurns his offer, but after learning that her current beau, the Arrageois Robert Sommeillons, has been cheating on her, she regrets having rejected so peremptorily “the greatest prince in fairyland” [le graigneur / Prinche ki soit en faerie]. He is described, therefore, as a king and shown to be in some sense the leader of a fairy troupe.

How to start worshipping Hellequin?

See:

- https://elegantshapeshifter.tumblr.com/post/170758896566/historically-attested-offerings-for-the-major

- https://elegantshapeshifter.tumblr.com/post/171876985371/how-to-make-offerings-to-the-major-spirits-ie

- https://elegantshapeshifter.tumblr.com/post/171332375001/the-sabbath-or-ludus-bonae-societatis#notes

Sources:

- Richard Firth Green’s “Elf Queens and Holy Friars: Fairy Beliefs and the Medieval Church”

- Carlo Ginzburg’s “Ecstasies: Deciphering the Witches’ Sabbath” and “Night Battles: Witchcraft and Agrarian Cults in the Sixteenth and Seventeenth Centuries” - Jacob Grimm’s “Teutonic Mythology” - Claude Lecouteux’s “Phantom Armies of the Night: The Wild Hunt and the Ghostly Processions of the Undead” - Karl Meisen’s “Die Sagen vom wüttenden Heer und wilden Jäger” (paradoxically there is a translation in Italian but not in English) - Wolfgang Behringer’s “Shaman of Oberstdorf: Chonrad Stoeckhlin and the Phantoms of the Night” - Emma Wilby’s “Burchard’s strigae, the Witches’ Sabbath, and Shamanistic Cannibalism in Early Modern Europe”, “Cunning-Folk and Familiar Spirits” and “The Visions of Isobel Gowdie” - Eva Pocs’s “Between the Living and the Dead”, “Fairies and Witches at the Boundary of South-Eastern and Central Europe” and “Traces of Indo-European Shamanism in South East Europe”.

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2 years ago

The Herbs of Saint John

Before sunrise this morning I went out and took part in my first bit of French-Canadian folk magic (ie Sorcellerie). Since I’m really bad at timing things properly and planning ahead it was a little haphazard but overall I’m proud of myself for connecting with my ancestry.

I’ll provide links below but the quick and easy rundown is this: herbs are most magically potent on Saint John’s Eve and must be gathered between midnight and sunrise on Saint John’s feast day (June 24th). The herbs vary from place to place except for Mugwort (which sadly I haven’t found near my home), but I did find that yarrow grows in my yard which I find very exciting. The herbs must also be protected from sunlight for 24 hours before being dried and stored/used. If any of the herbs I’ve gathered this year remain by next Saint John’s Eve they must be discarded because they will have lost all power.

As I said before I harvested Yarrow from my yard but I was also able to gather some Bittersweet Nightshade, which for me has a special connection to The Great Earth-Indweller.

I added some Fayerieism flare to the gathering by performing a Plant Swaying Charm over both plants that I harvested from.

Blessings to you all

Courir le loup-garou

Les herbes de la Saint-Jean

English will follow Publié originellement dans Wyntergrene edition Beltane 2019 Par Morrigane Feu et Erik Lacharity, collaboration spéciale

Courir le loup-garou

Les herbes de Saint-Jean

À la fin de la semaine prochaine aura lieu un des moments les plus importants en Sorcellerie, peut-être même le plus important: la nuit de l

*the lighting is my porch light*

Mother, Queen, Harlot

I feel the need to state that I am not a Thelemite and that my relationship and understanding of Babalon is informed mostly via direct contact with Her.

It was almost 10 years ago that I first felt Her presence. She would not give me a name but simply images, symbols, and emotions that represented her. I saw images of sex, blood, fire, blades, and serpents. Feelings of lust, love, passion, rage, sovereignty and feminine power.

Truth be told I wasn’t in the place to have a spirit like that be active in my life so it would be a few years before I set up a shrine to Her.

Her shrine was simple. An inexpensive goddess statue with a red costume rosary wrapped around it, a red candle, and a letter opener with a crown motif. I would burn incense and meditate on Her, sometimes seeking guidance, sometimes just simply being with her. I began referring to Her as “The Red Queen” while still not having a proper name. I was becoming comfortable with her ambiguity and in turn she was helping me become comfortable with myself.

It was around this time that I began working with a teacher who was helping me with visionary work and spirit flight. It was during one of our sessions that I made a breakthrough and came face-to-face with my Red Queen. She sat on a scarlet cushion in a rooms who’s lamps were draped with red scarves. Her hair was a deep brown almost black, her skin was an inhuman pale white. Her arm was casual laying across one upraised knee. She has gold bangles and armlets, gold anklets and rings, a gold hoop around her neck and in her ears, but ironically no crown. Her clothes were reminiscent of an Indian saree the colour of blood.

I sat across from her and bowed, placing my head on the cushioned floor. When I raised my head, she locked eyes with me.

“I am have many names, I am many. I am Ishtar, I am Innana, I am Lilith, I am the Queen of Heaven and Hell. But you, you will know me as Babalon.”

Thats when I returned to my body. I was flooded with joy and exhilaration, She had told me Her name, I had a better focus.

I knew that Babalon was a goddess in Thelema, but I knew next to nothing about Her other than that. To this day I still don’t really know much about her role in Thelema but I've been considering studying it. I’ve continued to go straight to Her when it comes to offerings, prayers, etc. Reading how others interact with her from time to time. Her shrine has grown but not by much, She’s comfortable with it being simple but beautiful. I have been searching for a new statue for Her though, something that I feel fits her better.

Babalon, The Red Queen, has been my strongest spiritual ally during my transition. She has held my hand and guided my feet as I find my femininity, rediscover my sexuality, and navigate the world as a woman. I’ve taken her epithet “Mother of Abominations” as a sort of trans mother goddess. Trans people are Her children and Her prophets. We are the drops of blood from Her Grail, we are the swords in Her hands. I doubt this is what Crowley had in mind when conceptualizing the goddess but honestly, I don’t care.

I’ve come to understand Babalon in three sort of facets or faces. The Mother (of Abominations), The Sacred Whore, and The Warrior-Queen. I don’t know if any other people would agree with me or if there is literature to back it up but this is my personal gnosis.

The Mother I already discussed above. The Sacred Whore and Warrior-Queen are both reminiscent of Ishtar/Inanna, but the Sacred Whore for me personally aligns with her Lilith aspect. Babalon-Lilith is feminine sexuality embodied, but even more she is the taboo side of femme sex, she is trans and kink, she is queer, she is unbridled and selfish, she is the side of our sexuality that is without limit and free. She’s taught me to not be ashamed of what I like and what I want when it comes to sexual satisfaction. My sexuality is mine and no one else's.

The Warrior-Queen is the aspect I am the least in touch with. I’m a pacifist person and seek non-violence in my regular life as much as I can. I have a rather hot temper that I’ve had to learn to keep under control. My most powerful weapon is my tongue and I’d rather talk my way out of a situation than ever resort to violence. Maybe my disconnect with the Warrior-Queen is that I need to recontextualize what it means for me, personally, to be a warrior. We’ll have to see how it plays out.

I’ll leave this post with an A.I. generated art piece I made as a devotional act using the phone app “Dream”