17/06/2026
So today I’m currently crafting this mask to honour Domnu, Mother of Waters, Queen of the deep and the ancient water presence connected with the Summer Solstice/Litha on the Wheel of Britannia.
Domnu feels especially potent at this point of the year. Midsummer is often thought of as fire, sun, gold, height, blooming, warmth and outward radiance, but on the Wheel of Britannia, this turning also carries her deep healing waters. She is the great blue beneath the blazing sun, the cool depth under midsummer’s heat, the hidden current that helps us release what we have been holding too tightly.
As I am building this mask, I’m working with that feeling of water as power rather than softness. The vivid blue base carries the body of the sea. The shells which we gathered on holiday feel like sacred little offerings from the deep. The green raised textures are becoming w**d, river-growth, and underwater movement. The jewelled eye is turning into light fractured through water, treasure, memory, and all the things the tide keeps safe until it is time to return them.
One eye remains deliberately dark, because Domnu is not a goddess to be made entirely visible. She is mystery, depth, emotion, cleansing, and the part of the self that cannot be forced open, only met with reverence.
As the Summer Solstice approaches, this mask is becoming a piece of deep-water midsummer’s magic: sunlight above, old waters below, and Domnu rising through the blue.
