Are You A Druid?
Is a question I’m often asked by The Unknowing, as we refer to them. The answer is no, although we do look a little alike – flowing hair, beards, white robes etc. And we’re into nature and the solstices, but that’s where the similarities end.
A key part of our lifestyle is that we move around a lot from place to place – that’s how we got the nickname, The Wandering Druids. We stay away from the cities – they’re not in tune with nature and they disturb the ley lines. We stick to the quiet places, the beautiful, out-of-the-way ones, the ones you never want to leave.
We stayed in a really idyllic village a few months ago. I felt so tranquil there, so at peace. But Divine Brother told me we had to move on, that we needed to spread our gifts. Divine Brother is our leader – he’s not my biological brother, but a spiritual brother to us all.
He’s so wise and intelligent. We’re often asked searching, bordering on offensive, questions when we arrive somewhere new. We always let him answer them, he’s so good at calmly explaining that we’re not some kind of crazy cult (Divine Brother is so clever and so extraordinarily amazing! I put my life in his hands – I’d die for that man!).
It was his idea that we keep moving around the country, spreading our wisdom. He always insists on leaving in the middle of the night, it’s less cosmically disruptive. I think he’s right – as much as I feel exhausted when we have to pack up in the dark and start the journey to a new, alien place, it’s invigorating to arrive somewhere completely fresh and new as the sun is just starting to split the sky.
But lately I’ve found it harder to settle. Each place is a bit of a disappointment after the idyllic village. I feel restless, uneasy even; I can’t go back there, but I can’t find peace anywhere else. I asked him once if we could return but, just as I expected, he said no, that it was for the best. We were practically driven out of there by the locals; they were friendly at first, not too many questions. But then that girl disappeared. They wouldn’t serve us in the local shop, smiles weren’t returned in the street. I didn’t put two and two together until I passed a little group of them muttering something about human sacrifices. What nonsense! But we couldn’t stay with that accusation ringing in our ears.
Divine Brother knows best.