Blog by Lel McAteer, June 26 Six months ago I turned up to a lodge on Loch Lomond knowing little about what I was walking into. Six months later I've buried letters under sunflower seeds, met my younger self, got comfortable with my spiritual self, projected my voice across a loch, crafted ceremonies that stretched me out of shape and brought me joy, wandered way-way-way out of my comfort zone, made new friends, made mistakes, laughed, cried, cried some more, and stood inside a flower caim...

Blog by Lel McAteer, May 26 Before I tell you a bit about the fourth weekend of training with Rites & Rituals Scotland, I want to tell you about a week that came before it. My husband, Izzy dog and I had returned from a week exploring the Outer Hebrides. The landscape was incredible and the weather was kind to us, gifting us endless skies, white sands, and Atlantic waters so calm, clear and clean. The Hebrideans were welcoming and generous. It was, in every sense, a pilgrimage. A week to...

Written in the Style of Bridgerton’s Lady Whistledown, by Fleur Hoole 8th June 2026 Dear Gentle Reader, This celebrant has recently returned from another invigorating training weekend held at the sheltered and picturesque loch-side bungalow in Ardlui, a setting which, over recent months, has quietly borne witness to the ceremonialists’ first steps into the practices of Rites and Rituals Scotland. As ever, the gathering unfolded as two days of intensity and inspiration – an intricate...