How many of you actually own a besom? Or must admit that it is the last ritual tool
you either bought or made?
A besom is a broom made of a bundle of twigs
tied to a handle. The brush part of the
besom is usually round instead of flat.
The bristles can be made of straw, herbs or twigs, and folks have used
various woods for the handle.
Besoms are used mainly to sweep out negativity
from a space…be it the ritual circle or your home. Many also believe that if you keep your besom
by your hearth, it will help in preventing negativity from entering in the
first place. It is often used in
handfasting ceremonies, with the couple jumping over the besom during the
ritual.
Despite these uses, I have found that often
folks just aren’t fond of the besom. It
could be that it’s reputation with witches in a negative sense makes folks
cautious in obtaining one. They can’t
get over the picture of ugly crones (or the Wicked Witch of the West) flying
around on a broomstick…or are loathe to endure snide comments from non-pagan
friends when they see the besom next to the fireplace. I’ve experienced those comments first
hand: Do you actually ride that
thing? I knew you were a witch – there’s
the broomstick! Followed by
chuckles. It is such a stereotypical
symbol that some shy away from it. They don’t
want to be a caricature of their spiritual beliefs.
On the other hand, why not? It is thought that since the besom was an
everyday household object back in the Middle Ages, it was an important tool used
in witchcraft because it wouldn’t raise suspicion. I like the idea of embracing our roots…of
honoring those who have walked this path before. An item can only demean your beliefs if you
allow it too. This year embrace one of
the oldest ritual tools and acquire a besom.
You can find instructions on making one on the web…or purchase one you
love at a county or Renaissance Faire. Display
it proudly and use it often. Come up
with answers to all those questions…answers that you can give with a wink and a
mischievous smile. It’s great to keep
them guessing.
when I was invited to dedicate to my coven in Texas, one of the ladies gave me her GIANT besom as a gift. I love it! But the cats eat it, so I can't keep it inside.
ReplyDeleteI've also had wonderful dreams of me riding my broomstick (well, kind of taking giant big hops around town. Jumping is as close to flying as I can get in my dreams) You're right about the besom being an important part of our heritage!