The Great Queen Rhiannon, is a Welsh Moon goddess whose name derives from two Welsh words: rhiain : meaning sleeping maiden and Annwn : the name of the Welsh Otherworld. She is found in the medieval Welsh tales of Mabinogion, riding a swift white stallion.
Defying her parents wishes to marry an older god she did not love, she instead chose to marry the man she loved, a mortal, Prince Pwyll. Rhiannon gave birth to a son who disappeared under the watch of six women servants chosen to tend him while Rhiannon regained her strength after childbirth.
While all her hand servants slept, her son was taken. Upon awakening, the terrified servants fearing for their lives, smeared blood on Rhiannon’s cheeks and claimed she killed her son. As punishment, Rhiannon was bade to serve seven years as a ‘horse’ posted at Pwyll’s castle gate, bearing all visitors to the castle on her back.
After serving four long years without complaint, Rhiannon was overjoyed when a farmer and his wife arrived at the gate with Rhiannon’s son in tow. Having found him abandoned, they had lovingly raised him as their own until seeing the growing boys resemblance to his parents, they returned him at once to his mother.
Rhiannon, asteroid 16912, is closely linked with inspiration, dreams / nightmares, change, being steadfast in crisis, magick, horses (sacred to the Celts) and mystical birds. The singing birds of Rhiannon were said to ‘wake the dead, and ease the living to sleep’. (see Welsh tales link above)
She also indicates strong emotions (Moon), lost loved ones and forgiveness (Neptune), life essence and powers that thrive within the depths of wellsprings and lakes.
Also consider Rhiannon a place where you regain what you have lost.
Rhiannon’s story is said to have grown into the legend of the Lady of the Lake, the water spirit who was foster mother to Sir Lancelot and presented King Arthur with the magickal sword Excalibur. It was commonplace for Celts to offer gifts to water spirits, especially valuables and weapons, a tradition that continues today in the form of wishing wells. Lady of the Lake is synonymous with Lady Luck.
In typical Mars quintile Uranus fashion, I stumbled upon this while looking for something else, much to my delight – because I recently dreamed so vividly of a swift white horse. When I say swift, I mean superfast – full tilt at least 80, when quarterhorses clock 50 tops. A wild blur of white against the dark night sky, his intent, his eyes were following me so closely . . . when he turned to race back towards me, I saw a large gash on his flank. I was undone – really upset, begging my companions to help us.
. . . I was thinking and feeling in terms of US . . . hmmm . . . fascinating.
Particularly fascinating as I have Rhiannon exactly conjunct Jupiter which rules horses.
I haven’t remembered any dreams for quite some time, they were too upsetting, I asked for them to remain quiet. Well, I am back in the saddle now – online in the stream of unconsciousness, I am dreaming of moose, white stallions, dimensional space and time travellers, I’m getting messages for friends across the world I have not met in waking life, all kinds of far out stuff.
If you are wondering where I have been – I am getting so much incoming, I am in heavy duty process mode 24/7. This Venus Uran/ Pluto thinger is binging all my bells and whistles since they are jammed together in my progressed – it’s a wild ride baby ! !
Figuring out how to funnel the multiverse through Aries Saturn Rx in 3rd.
O & O