The oaks of Dartmoor are stunted and dwarfed by the exposed, harsh conditions in this high country. These oaks, such as the ones at Wistmans Wood, Black-a-tor Copse and Piles Copse, represent the true lineage of the forest that shrouded the Moor 9,000 years ago. Although the oaks might be small they are mighty in age, having stood silent witness to the passing centuries.
This ring was cut from within an ancient grove of oaks. It was severed from a branch at sundown on summer solstice: to mark the defeat of the Oak King by the Holly King. Its innermost growth ring was in the shape of a five pointed star. This ring has a partner ring carved mid-winter, six moons ago.
The fuel for the Midsummer fires was customarily of Oak. The Oak therefore virtually stands at the doorway of the great turning point of the year, the Summer Solstice. The sun reaches the height of its power and strength, and turns to begin a new cycle of its decline. The Oak is central to the understanding that this change will effect us.
Some say that the word Druid is derived from “dru-wid”, meaning “knower of oak trees”. The Oak’s strong association with physical doorways, portals and lintels is twinned with its association as a spiritual doorway.
For generation upon generation, people have sat beneath the Oak to gain strength and spiritual renewal. The world outside can be forgotten for a while and the inner world given a chance to slip back into perspective. The Oak is said to help you to find new understanding and vision, gained from your experiences. This in turn will bring fortitude and courage. Now I can carry this strength with me as the Oak King’s solstice ring.
After a few days it seasoned into the characteristic patina of oak