| 1. "Can you tell us more
about your tradition? When
does it date back to?"
The family, as far as I am aware, were incolae of the Vale of Conwy - one can no longer be more precise regarding the locus. I can but be guided by names and narratives of my grandparents' nearest and dearest but no genealogy was ever recorded. This is probably true of every average person today now that the nuclear family has replaced the extended family in sociological importance.
To some, it would be wonderful to impress by recounting how an ancestor had fought in the Battle of Hastings or had made a last glorious stand against the Roman legions. I have read on a Wiccan website an American's account of his lineage as follows:- " I am a descendant of Celtic royalty from the county of Donegal in Ireland. My family goes all the way back before 300 B.C." (I never knew family trees grew to such a length!) Well, I ask you!!!
Be all that as it may, I'm afraid the sole document of antiquity which I possess is my great grandmother's death certificate! ( In the last few years my younger son has volunteered for the task of researching the family tree and has arrived at one Thomas Morgan born 1644 and William Morgan, born 1677 who married a Euphemia Mathey, born 1683. So perhaps this gives you some satisfaction - it gives me none whatsoever.)
Strange as it may seem to some, the
minutiae of my ancestors’
history are of little importance to me as
these do not affect my quality of life directly
and it is the 'here and now' that deserves my
attention. On the other hand, genetic
strengths and anomalies do as they affect my
physical well-being - and for these my blessings
and curses respectively are given freely to my
Having now passed the mid point of my eighth decade and am aware of the molestiae senectutis encompassing me in upon every side (like the black bulls of Basan?), I am more concerned with the above maledictions flying toward both my forebears and those elusive ever-hungry white hounds held on leash by Gwynn and snapping at the heels of the unwary geriatric - the beasts of Entropy.
A great many generations ago, according to family tales, the Conwy brood bifurcated and relocated, perhaps for economic reasons - some working their way northwards, others remaining in the Bristol area.
The shortest answer to your question,
therefore, is "I don't really know."
2. "How much material in the rituals you present in ‘The Portal’ is traditional?"
On page 77 of the book 'Portal of The Keltic Gods' I have explained that the texts of the festivals are my own work BUT based upon a far older structure. The symbolism and legends which are the basis of Y Gwyliau are traditional as are a handful of Old Welsh terms. many words and phrases which were omitted, e.g. "Ef molir pawb wrth y weith" (everyone is praised according to his work), "Ry phrinom-ne di gerenhit" (May we be worthy of thy friendship). These are in Middle Welsh. Others such as "Un bont gan y gilyd" (bridge to bridge) are in Modern Welsh - quite a hotch-potch really.
The aspects of vocabulary were passed on by word of mouth during the recounting of old legends or in the observance of a seasonal celebration. I was first introducted to the legends when I was c. 10 years of age - about 69 years ago. As no family members were Welsh speakers by the time I was first exposed to these tales, the pronunciation of a considerable number of words, phrases and proper names, as I realised later, was becoming an absolute travesty and much of the spirit of the festivals was in danger of becoming relegated to the realm of quaint folk custom.
For example, Penarddun, the Moon Goddess (pronounced Pen-ar-theen) had become 'Pen-ur-d'n' and Llyr (pronounced Chleer) had become 'Lyre'! The Corn God Lleu (Chley) was now 'Loo' and Perthynasau (Per-thun-as-aee), the High Kindred, was barely recognisable as 'Pir-sine-as-oo' - the bold text denoting the accented syllable. For these reasons I resolved in my early 20s to piece together the disintegrating patchwork over a fifteen to twenty year period into a coherent structure with texts which would provide an appropriate emotional trigger. My grandmother and mentor had passed on in 1956 when I was 20, so this was a spur to give ample thought to the structure.
To this end it was essential that some working knowledge of Modern and Middle Welsh be assimilated to stabilise the majority of this input. Although the writer of these texts, I feel it is incumbent upon the reader to decide whether the content stimulates spiritual fervour or no.
One curious phenomenon appeared from time to time during the penning of these and other texts. One example should suffice:- When writing one Ceremony to Gwydyon ap Dôn, I began one stanza with the words "Loud resound y korn refelgar" (which means 'the war horn'). Before realising the obvious problem of finding a suitable rhyme, a second line suggested itself immediately: "In answer hear the royal ychyngar". This latter word was completely unknown to me, the translation being unobtainable in the standard Welsh dictionaries apart from words beginning 'ychy' (e,g. 'ychydig' = a little, a few:) which denote a diminution. On questioning an authority on Middle Welsh at the University of Wales, Aberystwyth, who was a valuable contact in these matters, I discovered that the word meant "battle cry".
Instances like these I cannot explain in any logical way. The promise that material required would be returned in future generations if the requisite links were forged (vide p. 42 of 'The Portal') seems to be the only answer. What the 'well' or ‘awen' of such inspiration is I know not - the collective portion of the subliminal gnosis or other inner-plane contacts, who knows?
The house, then, is traditional, the
interior decoration and landscaping of the
environs are my doing. It is not, however,
an exercise in 'reconstruction' as is the trendy
term but a loving task in restoration of an
unique, invisible yet multi-dimensional family
3. "How was this information passed on?"
This has been covered by the last
4. "Can non-family members be admitted to your tradition?"
Indeed yes, by 'Y Mabwysiad' (The Adoption). This appears to be the only way in which the heritage may now be perpetuated. What is a little perturbing in the 21st century is the number of deaths of elderly members of The House which includes two in past years - a middle-aged gentleman and an old lady of 93 and no young entrants to replace them. Perhaps this is a universal fact of modern life. When a local Muslim shopkeeper was bewailing his teenage sons' absence from the local mosque I asked both boys in what were they interested. The answer came back swift and brief, "Heavy metal!" (Integration & assimilation?)
Although one may be born into what is
now called a 'hereditary' family, this is no
guarantee whatsoever that the person will be
accepted into the 'hidden side' of things.
This happened in my own case where my mother,
rest her soul, was never taken into the
Mysteries on account of her vicious and violent
This allowed a far older tradition to reappear - the bringing up of a child by its grandmother, returning it to its birth parents on or after puberty. And so my grandmother adopted the mother role (as her grandmother had done in her own childhood) which was ideal considering we inhabited the same triplicity. Where was my father, one may ask. Heaven only knows as I was born "without benefit of clergy" as was the old euphemism for illegitimacy.
It was also traditional many many generations ago for one. who had allied himself to The Warband in time of trouble or battle, to become a member "by Brother Right". I have known this to happen on but two occasions in my lifetime.
The first occasion was when I had
undergone major heart surgery in 1992 and a
compounding of complications had left me on the
brink of death. A close friend who was an
excellent healer elected to remain with my wife
every evening for a number of weeks adding her
considerable skills entirely to my
Now as this lady's work was always heralded by certain side effects - the 'blowing' of electric light bulbs in the vicinity of her concentration of energy, when I was rudely shaken from my drug-induced coma by the insertion of a subclavian mainline infusion directly into the superior vena cava and noted not only the improvement in my condition but also the many sudden fusing of lights in my private room and in the surrounding area, I rested happy in the knowledge that reinforcements had joined the fray.
Yes, she took on death and resolutely defeated it on my behalf and from then on was looked on as a member of Y Plant with the decision that at any time in the future, "whatever this lady ever needs - she gets"!
The second occasion was in 2011 when I was approached for help by a lady whose mother's line was fully Keltic and her father's line 100% Cherokee. The problem was complex in the extreme but, while living in an Indian community which had had its traditions ripped out by two evils - 1. Christian lies and 2. alcoholism, there were no Elders left with spiritual functionality to provide assistance or advice. The lady had been under psychic attack for some long time and, with no end in view of this uniquely distressing scenario, decided to seek Keltic assistance.
The problem involved exiting a strategy of rewarding evil with love and recognising that a full-frontal attack was necessary. As Y Plant Dôn was still a warband with all the necessary skills in place, I formulated the battle-plans in fine detail and guided the lady and her helper in how to proceed. Although simply promising to give mental support, two of us took the sudden decision to advance our rôle by one hour prior to the assault to perform an essential 'softening up' foray armed with a Saith Ysbrid of virulent poison, debilitating the target unexpectedly and thus simplifying and enhancing the final attack.
In this event, the death of a vicious
creature was involved and for that I make no
apology whatsoever and the battle, for that is
exactly what occurred, was joined with the young
Keltic Cherokee, her friend and members of Y
Plant united against a now common enemy.
In this case, therefore, the lady later accepted
becoming a member "by Brother Right" - the only
member of Y Plant Dôn outwith the British
Mainland as she was domiciled in Canada at that
5. "What role, if any, have covert traditions to play in the modern world where some 90% of the techniques (if not the subtle substance which cannot be communicated) of Craft/Magic etc. are in print?"
Techniques have indeed been published and practical working for the masses has been disseminated perhaps too freely by the proliferation of instruction manuals.
Unfortunately too many of the down-market books of this genre tend to encourage the reader to believe that he has before him a simplistic method of obtaining his heart's desire - "Do and say x + y and the result will = z in a short time scale." The interface between man and Spirit, however, can be easily the victim of neglect. An obvious counteractant is the encouragement of the individual to seek beyond the mere manipulation of power for the Source of that power in a manner devoid of selfish aims to offer of one's service to the Source. This is one basic tenet that I shared among many with Ruth Wynn Owen of Y Plant Bran in our all too infrequent meetings in the 1970s. This is why I may publish Festival texts, prayers, rites of passage, analytical instruction, etc., but will never include serious working methodology.
Should certain traditions become
more overt, permitting access to a wider
tapestry of inspiration, then these once covert
traditions will have assisted in some small
6. "Can such traditions face the challenge of the rapidly changing social conditions in the next century?"
What rapidly changing social conditions will have to be faced next century, next decade or even next year? I am neither a seer with visions obtained from a privileged view of the Hindu Akashic Records nor are my balls fashioned of crystal! When viewing mankind's general development, bearing in mind he is one of Nature's animals, there have always been predators and prey.
The nobles of Imperial Rome had their slaves and the Christian victims in the arena while the similar hierarchy of Ancient Greece had their douloi (slaves). British warlords exploited the serfs, the Supreme Soviet their satellite states and, at the terminal phase of the 20th century, the Serbs were exercising ethnic cleansing while the Butcher of Baghdad perfected his art on Kurd and Shi'ite alike. And in all our years, 'The Great Satan' implements its cunning and not so cunning machinations to foment régime change and function as a self-determined facile international terrorist when its greed and subtle sordid motivation prompts it! And when thousands are slaughtered in the process, all is rationalised with the new nicely voiced phrase "collateral damage".
Will this century, albeit with lip service to a new world order, be different? I know not. Will these conditions change rapidly? If so, will it be for the better or worse? Should our planet enter a century of absolute peace, will the predators remain behind the scenes in the form of international financiers - those who already thrive on war, rebellion and human misery while maximizing profit from marketing the hardware of battle?
Perhaps a 21st century avatar will appear to redirect humanity's future. Would such an avatar be another male, or would one of womankind be assigned the task? Or will our planet experience accelerated moribundity by the intensification of mankind's rape of earth's resources and by the continuing disregard for the health of The Mother of all species? Indeed a major publication would be unable to discuss fully a projected view of the next one hundred years.
Nevertheless, those of ALL traditions and persuasions could, by example, heighten spiritual awareness and, by regular positive spiritual input, effect some measure of amelioration in the group soul of the nation. There are many many instances of social cancer in the nature of rape, child abuse (which is usually perpetrated by baptised Christians NOT by Satanists or the pagan-minded, as New Scotland Yard statistics confirm), organised crime and drug abuse which could be curtailed by inner-plane working if the multitude of practical groups in Britain today would only agree to cooperate in concerted and repeated operations.
Alas, few seem interested when this
proposal is made - an unbeliveable attitude for
so-called lovers of Ynys Kedyrn!
Too many times I hear bleated "We can't
change the world, dear". No, but a
start can be made in one's own backyard (or
country or continent?!) With the right
mind, the right noumenal contacts, the right
methodology and the right will/motivation, ALL
things are possible.
We have at one time been instrumental in
thwarting the machinations of an unelected quango, curtailing its activities to
a low barely public visibility.WW ,
7. "Just because it is a 'tradition' does that make it more valid than the work of someone in a revivalist or 'new' tradition?"
The choice made by each individual is valid for him alone, irrespective of whether that choice embraces a traditional, hereditary, revivalist or New Age innovative system. The motives and ethics of the person, together with the spiritual harvest and results obtained are the bench-marks of validity.
However, it is much easier to cultivate indigenous plants than to attempt the exercise with a foreign species in one's own garden.
So it is with the indigenous Deities
of Britain in preference to Diana, Pan,
Aphrodite and Isis, for example, all of whom are
neglected in Their respective countries.
The perpetuation of such neglect of British
pantheons could continue to sap the vitality of
the associated telesmic images, perhaps
inflicting necrosis upon this endangered
Species. I have no wish to be involved
in parochial Deicide.
8. "Are you in communication with other traditional groups in the UK/elsewhere? Are there any marked similarities between their working methods?"
Yes, a link with a limited number of similar groups is maintained in this country and Brittany.
As I mentioned, the contrapuntal rules are similar - we all write subjects, answers, coutersubjects, free parts, redundant entries, pedals and strettos. The tunes are different, however, and unique to each but sometimes there are strange similarities.
A letter from Ruth Wynn Owen, the late leader of another Kymraec group, Y Plant Bran, is before me now and dates from c. forty years ago. The writer is commenting on what I had described of our own tradition in relation to hers, saying:- "Your explanation of why groups resemble each other (i.e. ours & yours) might have been written by me! I've explained the differences of names of gods and goddesses so many times in almost the same words - & the emphasis being on one or another aspect of the whole, likewise. No, I was only wondering (& hoping) that there might be a closer link. One gets the impression that they are rather alike - well, more than rather, and one wonders where is the common link."
On the other hand, when taking part as
a visitor in the celebrations of another
group, you may sometimes think "I don't quite
understand why they portray concept X in this
way", or "I feel that that type of
meter is a little too light-hearted for this
occasion". But the instances
are legion when you hear a specific phrase,
witness a different portrayal of an aspect of a
legend or even feel yourself wrapped around by
the atmosphere generated and you think, "My
God, that is beautiful!" The
important fact is we all agree to differ and
exult in the absence of standardisation.
9. "Has any part of the system you outline in ‘The Portal’ been published before?
The system is not outlined in "The
Portal". I have simply skated over concepts,
giving examples of ceremonies either to touch
the heart of the reader or to be rejected by the
reader. The system which houses a taxonomy
involving the hierarchal domains of Y Kaerau
(The Castles) relating to the natural
and aberrant specificity of the human organism
at all levels, the psychodynamics of attainment,
the philosophy behind practical methodology
which is highly individual and the varied
aspects of working were not given.
This system has never been published until now
in this website. What is available
in most books on the mythology of these islands
is the pantheon - usually with many
10. "Do you plan to write anything further, have you revealed 'too much' of the tradition? Or is this just the first step in us hearing more from you or others?
No, I do not feel that "too much" was
revealed in the book, but I have no immediate
intention of publishing 'the
system'. Nevertheless, my position
could change in a few years. Perhaps
others be encouraged to give an exposition of
similar ceremonies to demonstrate the diversity
of substance which in reality is
complementary. This statement can be
portrayed succinctly in poetic form:- "Beauty
in unity is the rainbow's arch. Each
band, in meekness framing the glory of another,
hails and marries the other yet remains of
different hue. And when all shimmer bright
in this lofty panoply, The Mothers smile."
11. "Why did you publish this work?"
This has been covered loosely in the answers to questions 2, 5, 6, 7, 8 and 10. The work done to give 'the system' structure now stands at c.120 megabytes preceded by years of laborious writing and rivers of ink. It would be disappointing if these efforts were to slide to perdition. Although those 'adopted' may continue, I have no immediate heirs who have intimated their willingness to continue the heritage. This is all in the hands of the First Parents of The House.
I certainly have no desire to make, or intention of making, a living from writing about The Keltic Deities as others do with their respective branches of The Mysteries. I have a comfortable professional life with all thanks to the Deities who also look after my material welfare.
It would be nice to think that "The Portal" may offer some encouragement to anyone on a British quest. Perhaps they can take things even further. Should that be achieved, then I am happy. The book, therefore, was not for the expert but for the beginner.
(The latter three sentences apply equally to this website.)
12. "Has your system any connection with what is known as 'Wicca.?"
That with which we do have an affinity
is 'The Children of Danu and Bile' in Gaelic
traditions and, to a certain extent, the
Northern heritage found in the Odinic Rite and
of Ostara'. We also feel similar
affinity with 'Y
Plant Bran' for which reason this website
is dedicated to the memory of the late or
Gwenfran (White Crow) as she was known to those
who knew and appreciated both her and her bright
spirit - the one time head of that family.
13. "How then would you describe yourself?"
I think my writings have already described my inner self. I do not refer to myself as a pagan as the pagani were those from the pagus or village who gleaned a living in the fields and I have never worked in the agricultural industry. (I suppose I am an oppidanus - a townsman, living and functioning in a high-tech society with all its appurtenances, but what Latin has to do with all this is a mystery to me!)
Nevertheless, if you wish me to provide some philosophical jargon, I suppose I would call myself a Keltic Cosmotheist or a Keltic metaphysician and mystic.
Cosmotheism is the belief that the
entire Cosmos is what most people call 'God'
and, within the Cosmos, all things are godlike
or part of Divinity - you, me, the land,
mountains, oceans, galactic clusters, the herbs
the garden a DNA spiral and even our pet
cats whom we treat with the love, respect and
consideration that any member of the family
deserves and receives.
14. "You seem to be quite comfortable in discussing other world religions. How far does your interest in religions in general and philosophy go?"
My Ph.D. is in Comparative Religion, my second doctorate - Metaphysics.
I have visited Hindu temples on many occasions and was at one time invited to speak at a local temple - an event which I considered a privilege and honour and which demonstrated the wide-ranging tolerance and vision of that great people. Indeed I have cooperated with Hindus in fund-raising events for the Indian continent.
Within the local community I have Muslim acquaintances and appreciate the spirituality and devotional intent in their religion although not the intrinsic patriarchal unipolarity.
Many are the discussions I have enjoyed with an old friend who is both a minister of The Church and a renowned scholar of Hebrew and Canaanite. One such exchange of ideas became shrouded in mirth when he showed me an engraving of Jehovah with a figure following the god which he announced represented the 'shekinah', a feminine principle or, as he said, 'Mrs. Jehovah'. I replied swiftly, "I don't think so!". I quickly pointed out that the second figure had male genitalia - not ithyphallic but "at the droop" and a penis notwithstanding. "So Jehovah had a catamite", retorted I, to the laughter of us both.
It can be a revelation to speak with a devotee of Krishna on a street corner in mid-December and realise that this young person, still in his twenties, is highly fluent in Sanskrit and Tantrik philosophy. The winter chill is then soon forgotten.
One may not appreciate the ring of
another, the setting or the arrangement of
stones but within that ring may be one or two
gems which are a perfect joy to behold!
15. "This out of curiosity - if you were to emigrate, would you continue to use this form of worship?"
This form of worship and the intrinsic Keltic Deities are valid for the Keltic group mind, collective unconscious, group soul (call it what you will) within this island, nowhere else.
Should I relocate to another country I
should attempt to honour the Elder Deities of
the chosen land with help from the indigenous
people who are devotees of such Deities, provided
they were willing to assist me in making my home
within their midst spiritually as well as
physically. To do otherwise and try to
import a Keltic system into a foreign land
would just be acting out a personal hobby - playacting,
if you wish, and dishonouring a land in
which I have chosen to live and make my Alma
(A veritable down-to-earth approach reveals the following incongruity:- Why pretend to be an ancient British Druid somewhere in the USA, trying to organise a 'grove', purchasing a sickle with which to cut mistletoe from the oak trees, when you are surrounded by poplars, firs or giant redwoods with not one oak in sight!?)
For example, should I relocate to India, I would become a Hindu and be absorbed into that branch of parochial spirituality. Should my new home be Scandinavian or German, then the Teutonic pantheon would be my inner-plane guide.
If Canada, one would humbly ask guidance and advice at the feet of a genuine member of the ethnic First Nation - provided he could forgive the Europeans of old for the pillage and theft of his country! The same would apply in Australia or New Zealand. And here I reinforce the terms 'guidance' and 'advice', as I do not expect those races to hand over details of their spiritual heritage to foreigners. Let us be prepared to leave the spiritual treasures of these countries where they belong - in the hearts and minds of the indigenous elders who are the rightful.custodians of these riches. We may but live respectfully 'neath their shadow.
The Classical pantheons would be my
mentor in Italy or Greece and the Kalevala in
Finland. I think that makes my position as
clear as the "roebuck in the thicket."
16."One last question - why do you spell Keltic with a 'k' and not a 'c'?
In English the word 'Celt' is
pronounced 'selt' (as in the name of the
Scottish soccer team Celtic which is vocalised
as 'Seltic'). This was the name
foist upon the peoples of Western Europe by the
Romans and Greeks. (In basic English
also, the 'c'
& 'g' consonants becomes soft
before the soft vowels 'e' and 'i', remaining
hard before the hard vowels 'a', 'o' & 'u'.)
Below is a picture of my old school
which was founded by the Abbot and monks of
Lindores Abbey in 1239 as a Latin Grammar
School which was attended in his day by
Sir William Wallace the Scottish patriot
murdered by the English (Anglo-Saxon)
Re Q.11 - Which brings us to a caveat - should anyone purport to having been given control of Y Plant Dôn and show any form of document, it will have no validity unless it bears the signatures of both myself and my wife. Furthermore news of such transfer of control will be intimated on this site.
Alas there are very few who want the onerous task of assimilating all that Y Plant entails and has to offer, with continued analysis of Middle Welsh texts and creativity. In the past few years the branch in mid Wales disappeared when Ian died and his widow returned to Yorkshire to live out her old age, Mary, at age 92, died five years ago and James remains in a care home following a stroke. Esther died in her old age over twenty years ago. Andrea died quite young in a battle with cancer while Maggie ended her life tragically as a murder victim.
And so the list could continue but these few should demonstrate how no young blood has entered to replace what has been taken by the ravages of time. A great deal of culpability falls unfortunately at our feet, as we have kept Y Plant Dôn out of sight for a long long time - in my case for over 60 years. Some will ask why was there never any mention of groups such as Y Plant in previous generations.
The answer is
that no one was in any position to adopt
different identities nor to be seen to be
involved in anything that was not
establishment compatible. That would have
been dangerous. I was taught that
extremely well, even being thrust into the role
of cathedral chorister at age 6 thus
demonstrating 'conformity' (and to receive a
taste for ritual).
With Christian bigotry being what it was in previous generations, any hint of being 'different' could result in loss of friends, loss of jobs, perhaps loss of rented accommodation, loss of children, smashed windows, personal attacks or ostracism by society. So you kept your mouth firmly shut! The adoption of a pseudonym will be explained near the end of this page and thanks to the 20th century's world wide web, this has this become a quite facile exercise. Although hovering on the perimeter of the internet, only since January 2011 has my site been given its own very obvious URL.
Ergo, we welcome sincere seekers from the UK. It does seem a trifle strange that I found myself in a position to resurrect the spirit of Y Plant Dôn in some small measure, stabilizing its structure and devoting all my spare hours to The Pantheon to see it eventually disappear to oblivion. It has been said that the cosmos is a "joke played on itself" but I cannot believe that the High Deities would have such a wicked sense of humour.
In addition, there are far
too many tree-huggers and fluffy-bunny
types who prefer to have a social
gathering in suburbia on certain weekends,
drink a bottle of sherry, get their 'duds'
off and think they are being pagans.
Alas even Gareth has joined in home-bound
revels since he realised the old hill
& woodland paths which led to our
Spring and Summer festivals became the
enemies of the wheelchair! (Alas,
entropy is an ever-present factor which
accelerates with linear time!)
Pwy sy'n Gareth? Quis est Gareth? Who is Gareth?
Now at the age of 79, it may be time to comment on the persona of Gareth Pengwerin which has served me well for over 50 years in assisting me in preserving anonymity. This was essential in order that my work in The Mysteries be kept apart from my professional life. In fact it has all worked very well, indeed better than I could have hopedNone of my professional colleagues with the exception of but one lady (my assistant departmental head) knew of my involvement with the work of Y Plant Dôn. Indeed my wife, two sons and daughter are the only members of my family who know the facts. My wife is my stalwart partner in the work but alas The Portal has never opened to my children for various reasons. My neighbours, whether long term or more recent since we moved to Edinburgh over some seventeen years ago, are quite unaware of my dual identity. Friends and acquaintances likewise remain unaware. I must thank all those who play(ed) a part in Y Plant (and the late Alex Sanders, rest his soul) for having maintained silence all these years and who joke(d) at my 'multiple personalities'! "Why was this necessary", one may ask?
My profession was that of Head of Department in a city's large high school and lecturing weekly to final year student teachers in methodology at the local College of Education.
subject? Music (a graduate of
Trinity College of Music, London and an M.Mus.
in composition) - as recitalist, conductor and
composer of organ & choral music.
On the left is a photo from the 1980s in my department taken by a student.
|I appear in "A Directory of
Composers for Organ" by Dr. John Henderson, hon.
librarian & archivist to the Royal School of
Church Music and remain a member of the
Association of British Choral Directors.
My instruments were piano, clarinet, recorders, saxophones, timpani, pedal organ and, into the age of technology, digital & vector synthesizers.
|It was the pedal organ that had me regularly exposed to the public gaze as director of festivals & of church music for 46 years and, at one period in my life, as Master of The Music at an Anglican Cathedral. On the right is the cathedral organ loft which provided part of my 'bread and butter' in the 1980s.|
|The inset here is a bank of synthesizers programmed to replicate the sound of a large cathedral organ and which I still use in my forays into composition. This 'organ loft' as I call it is the west end of the office and is ideal for fulfilling commissions for choral & organ works for festivals and recitals. This is over and above the work of Y Teulu and gives me the opportunity for sonic creativity.|
Now the reason for enforced anonymity or pseudonymity becomes abundantly clear - an essentially dichotomic state of affairs, firstly to protect my means of livelihood in one sphere of function without the fear of 'exposure' by Christian zealots and poisonous bigots and secondly because the opportunity to earn a living via Keltic Metaphysics, and Comparative Religion is limited indeed. So here I stand, half out of the lecture room, organ loft and conductor's podium! lol This allowed the Gareth Pengwerin persona to freely walk the corridors of The Mysteries, contributing to various New Age publications and New Age websites unmolested, while interacting and building a rapport with similar figures in other groups.
mundane incarnational identity (as I call it),
therefore, all will have to keep wondering and
now, bowing to the second law of thermodynamics
senectutis, I must paraphrase Galadriel in
The Lord of The Rings and simply say: "I shall
diminish and go into the West and remain Gareth".
With second thoughts, however, due to the promptings of my dear wife and to the fact that all sites are to be archived by the major British libraries from midnight on the 5th of April 2013, I have decided to reveal the true ownership of the Kaer Dathyl website, thus preventing anyone in the future claiming to be the 'real' Gareth Pengwerin.
My CV may be examined and the professional life of my mundane persona seen and dissected by entering through the double doors:-
Dr. of Metaphysics
Having received my 3rd Fellowship at age 78
The Genetic spiral path - Kelts are all kinsfolk.