The Wisdom of Cerridwen: Transforming Her Cosmic Brew by H. Bryon Ballard

Moderator’s Note: This is the Preface to the recently published anthology, The Wisdom of Cerridwen: Transforming Her Cosmic Brew.

Cerridwen, ancient Queen,
Dark Mother, take us in.
Cerridwen, ancient Queen,
Let us be reborn.
—a Reclaiming chant

The Cauldron, Julia Jeffries

Open these pages and relish the words of this divine Mother, this wild Sister, this trickster and keeper of the Cauldron of Eternity! Spend time with Her. Learn Her sacred ways, Her stories, Her lore.

I learned the chant above at the Glastonbury Goddess Conference where I taught several years ago. I often use it in both my private meditations and in public rituals. It is simple but direct, quite unlike the Goddess it honors. I learned how to pronounce Her name from a Welsh-speaking colleague who gave it a rolling “r” and an emphasis on the second syllable. Keh-RRRHID-wen. Try it. So delicious to say.

The first tale I read about Her was the shape-shifting riddle game of the Goddess and Gwion Bach, who was to be reborn as the legendary Welsh poet, Taliesin. She set the boy to stir a powerful brew that would grant Her son wisdom to compensate for his ugly appearance. But the hot potion splashed onto the boy’s thumb and he stuck it in his mouth, thus gaining what was meant for Cerridwen’s son. The Goddess chased the boy who kept changing his shape. She did the same and the chase ended with Gwion Bach transforming into a grain of wheat and She changing into a hen that swallowed him up. But because the boy had tasted the magical brew, the Goddess became pregnant and birthed Taliesin.

But my favorite story by far is the one I tell every Samhain and use as an example of the Otherworld in many Pagan groups. It goes like this:

When we make the transition from matter to spirit, our souls go into the West, to a place called the Summerlands, the Applelands or sometimes Tir Nan Og, the Land of Youth. There are beautiful green fields there with streams of fresh and sweet water. The Gods and the Ancestors abide there, amongst vast apple orchards. On each tree, there is every stage of an apple’s life—bud to blossom, green apple to ripe one, even rotting apples are supported by each tree’s branches.

When our souls arrive in this place, we rest and walk with the Divines and the Ancestors, refreshing ourselves by drinking the sweet water and learning from our kindred who have already made the journey.

When we are ready, we review our lives and discuss them to gain understanding of why we did what we did and to ponder some wisdom. When we are ready, we make the decision to stay in this peaceful place and become on Ancestor or to return for another try at human life.

If the choice is to return, the essence of our being returns to the great cauldron of Cerridwen where it joins the remnants of the souls of our whole tribe in a sort of spirit stew. And when a new baby is born, the great Goddess scoops out just enough soul for that particular baby. On the baby’s first cry, Cerridwen pours in the perfect amount of that soul stew for this new human.

No Hell, no punishment, only apples, sweet water and the people we came from. Only understanding and wisdom, and a decision based on both. Then a reunion with the essence of us all before we start the whole process again. All in the hands of this magnificent Being, this shape-shifting Mother who tenderly holds our souls until we are ready for rebirth.

Let these words and artwork guide you to Her, in all Her forms and guises. Prepare yourself for a many-faceted jewel with beauty and wisdom to share with Her people. And know that you are Her people.

H. Byron Ballard, BA, MFA, is a native of Western NC. She is a writer, amateur folklorist with a specialty in Appalachian folk magic  and healing. She tours extensively in the US and Great Britain. Her books include four on mountain folk magic. The first was Staubs and Ditchwater, and the most recent (2025) is A Feral Church. She lives in Asheville, NC. USA.

Julia Jeffrey is a Scottish artist and illustrator. She studied painting at The Glasgow School of Art. Her faery and fantasy-themed work, of recent years, has attracted considerable acclaim and attention, with features in numerous international fantasy magazines. Her work appears on and in many books and albums, and her first tarot deck, The Tarot of the Hidden Realm, was published in 2013. Artwork by Julia Jeffrey, also featured in the anthology.


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4 thoughts on “The Wisdom of Cerridwen: Transforming Her Cosmic Brew by H. Bryon Ballard”

  1. Another curious tale – we have many – and all have merit. I am struck by what you do to honor All Hallows….. I don’t speak it – I try to live it – or do both – depending. The fall is my favorite season with Ki’s golden light (ki is short for kin/Robin Wall Kimmerer suggestion for animating nature which I use) and yet as I walk in the woods I am watching the last flush from green to gold and brown -living the poignant time of letting go if I can stay present… in the forest all life is living and dying and as Ovid says turning into something else. For me it Impossible to separate my body from my soul, my soul from my spirit – I would like to think we are all part of one being and all parts of us are attached to the whole –

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  2. Thank you for giving the proper Welsh pronunciation of her name. Of course the cauldron of Cerridwen and the location near Bala lake makes her a Welsh Goddess which will honor her with this. When I was researching for a novel set in late 5th Century Wales, (the life of a Druid Priestess), I discovered how many words…like the apple you mention, and Avalon…and Merlin Myrddin, are derived from Welsh words. It’s understandable that the Anglicized versions are easier for all but Welsh speakers to pronounce.

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  3. I love the “spirit stew”! Great imaginative description… And everything else you shared about Cerridwen. I recently wrote in a personal essay: “This leads to the third gift of alchemy and the transmutation of opposites, when Cerridwen discovers or creates the recipe for Awen, inspiration and wisdom. For me she is the proto-alchemist, who integrates opposites wherever she goes. It seems like our short-span culture only endorses the upward, arrow-like action-state, with news avalanches, permanent appeal to consume, quick fixes, action-reaction (so aptly summarised in the phrase ‘the sky is the limit’).” Thank you for reminding me she’s always ‘just around the corner’! Eline

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  4. I love the concept that the afterworld is not a place of punishment or separation into good and bad, but rather a place to evaluate your life and then the choice of whether to stay or return for another try.

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