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The Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live
close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the
harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather,
bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit
emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry
of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world.
The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains
as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again.
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