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        PRE-LAUNCH OF THE TRILOGYTHE WIHTWARA DYNASTYTHE FORGOTTEN
        PEOPLE OF THE ISLE OF WIGHT

 

Text Box: WHERE DID
        THEY COME FROM?WHEN DID THEY MIGRATE TO OUR SHORES?DID THEY SEE
        OUR ISLAND AS SPECIAL?DID THEY ARRIVE PEACEFULLY?

 

Text Box: THE
        EVIDENCE

   
   
My book The Wihtwara has now been published by Amazon. I am taking this opportunity to give an introduction to this, the first of a trilogy of books honouring, for the first time, an extensively researched and verified history of an entirely forgotten race of people, our Ancestors who lived on this sacred island over 2,700 years ago. They lived, grew and were dedicated caretakers of the land, who were slaughtered in 686 by Cdwalla of Wessex who sought kingship, Bretwalda, to become a king of kings. The genocide was almost total, and in its wake, Cdwalla brought Christian people from the mainland to replace a now extinct Pagan population. Aided and abetted by Wilfred, the ethnic cleansing was brutal and devastating. The Longstone witnessed the worst battle and the echoes remain in the ancient stone for those who are empathetic and adept.

And I must emphasis, very clearly, that the Wihtwara people were from the Cimbric peninsular, and they arrived on our shores earlier than is stated. It is now accepted that they came to integrate, adapt and farm the land. They mixed peacefully with the Durotrige, native Britons and the very last priests of the Druids, who lived on the east and west islands of Wihtland. Its meaning is Isle of Spirits.

My years of research has opened a door to a clearer and verified history of migration from the Cimbric peninsular. The Cimbric peninsular has several countries, Denmark, Jutland, Gotland and several outlying islands. Those ancient people who lived there were gathered in several tribes. But over time, and as our modern usage of language tends to label most things in the easiest descriptive, this land became known as Jutland.

Tacitus, the renowned Roman chronicler gives an accurate picture of these people. He describes them as a confederacy of seven tribes, of which the Jutes, (real name Eudose) are prominent. He names them: Reudignians, Aviones, Anglii, Warinni, Eudose, Suacones, Niuthones. They lived in an advanced society, both culturally and religiously. Their near cousins, the Geats and the Goths held similar laws and upon migration over a much longer time-frame than has been put forward, these people settled in Kent, the Meon valley and the Isle of Wight.The Meonwara are mentioned in the Doomsday book, as are the Cantwara in Kent. Of the Wihtwara there is no history because they were wiped out by fundamentalist Christians.

         The Jutish tribe map             Jutland map











The Pagan way of the Wihtwara

The Wihtwara were a high spiritual caste of people, and the island also housed the Royal household, the true bloodline to Woden as Bede writes in the Anglo-Saxon Chronicles. He took the unusual step of veering away from Christian dogma to describe the bloodline to Woden: and this is sharply illustrated in the major work by Stephen Oppenheimer, in The origins of the British.

The BedeWe still honour Wodens name in variants of the word-stem Wednes-in English place names and one of the days of our week. So, we read in Book 1 of the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle: From this Woden arose all our royal kindred. This text, from one of the oldest surviving English histories, was no routine description of an accident of descent, but a deliberate statement. The gap between each of the main English founders and Woden was but a few generations. For instance, the Jutish leader Wihtgils, whose name is attached to the Isle of Wight, was claimed to be Wodens great- grandson, through Wecta and then Witta. Wihtgils was also claimed as the father of the fifth century and earliest legendary invaders, Hengist and Horsa, which would make him already resident in the British Isles when they invaded!

Who were the Wihtwara?

These noble people came from a migration of northern Europe, a confederacy of seven tribes. We now know that the migration also included the Frisian people. These people were the most advanced civilization of the nations in the Cimbric peninsular. Their love of liberty was paramount amongst their achievements and still honoured today in our democracy. If we trace it to its ultimate source, England is Gothic by nature, and Kent and the Isle of Wight pre-eminently so. The Kentish mans liberty was his main characteristic in early medieval times. A characteristic that has come from the earliest Kentish settlers.

The people of Kent and Isle of Wight preserved through the ages of Anglo-Saxon period and the feudalism, their free institutions, which have survived to this day.

There is perhaps no survival the length and breadth of England that is more remarkable than this.

Under the laws of thelbert, the Kentish ceorl was a freeman and not bound by villain service elsewhere.

The island Jutish (Eudose) were royals or part of the royal household. They were deeply spiritual people, devoted to their Gods and Goddesses. Pagan to a man. Because they were descendent of Hengist and Woden they were of the true royal line, as Bede states.

They had good reason to populate this beautiful island. Security, peace and much more. the island itself is a powerful place. So, their adepts would have come here, the priestesses and priests of the clans.

They were eloquent and gifted craftsmen who excelled in trading their goods and developed links as far as Byzantium. Archaeological finds have supported this with Byzantine relics found on the Isle of Wight.

The Wihtwara honoured Nerthus, the Earth Mother

It is recorded in the writings of Tacitus that the confederacy of seven tribes honoured Nerthus in their rites and ceremonies. In fact, they put down their iron in honour for Her. It is noted that she loved her human family and appeared every year, from her secluded grove on an island in the big sea (possibly Britannia?) to travel in an ox-driven cart to meet with the people.



There has been so much subjugation and repression of the divine feminine principle by an over-bearing church doctrine, that we, in our ignorance, celebrate Nerthus every year at May Day with our May queen processions and do not even have an inkling of Her, our earth mother. I am deeply indebted to Tylluan Penry who uncovered so much feminine magick from layers of doctrine designed to suppress. Her book, The Magical World of the Anglo-Saxons is a pure joy to read!

Genocide creates a vacuum

The Pagan people were brutally murdered in a wave of killing which destroyed their life, their culture and their spirituality. It has created a vacuum in the history of the island. Nature abhors a vacuum and fills the empty space. So, to fill this blank space with imaginings, theories and sheer fantasy disrespects our Ancestors.

To create a myth out of an act of brutal genocide of Pagan people, by Christian fundamentalists, and Wilfred, (erstwhile Bishop of Northumbria) was certainly that: (he was excommunicated several times), is wholly disrespectful to our Ancestors and hurtful to their memory. King Arwald died in battle, a Pagan. His brothers (or sons) escaped to Ytene Forest (New Forest) only to be caught, most probably tortured and made to convert, then killed. For King Arwald to then be made a saint is the most scurrilous act of all.

But then the victor always writes the history, so, King Arwald was canonized in a flurry of religious dominance, thus hiding the brutal facts from the world. It has succeeded in whitewashing the truth.













                           How does Cdwalla the mercenary, become Cdwalla the saint?



 

 

 

 

BLESSED KING ARWALD
LAST PAGAN KING
OF WIHTLAND
(Isle of Wight)

Tell me, where does Arwald lie?
Is he in the Bloodstone Wood,
Bending bluebells with a sigh,
Buried in blackthorn and monks hood?

In bosky dells and gathered gloom -
A whisper through the silent shade,
Amongst the harts horn for his tomb,
In the oak woods peaceful glade.

Or does he ride to gabrel hounds,
High above the Shalcombe Downs,
On thunderclouds upon the storm,
By power of oak and ash and thorn.

When squirrels shiver in their fur
Comes Arwald to Wihtgarasburgh.

Tell me, where does King Arwald lie,
Was it on the beach of Silver Sand,
Where he swore to fight and die?

Where the wind answers with a sigh
As it blows gently across the land,
Tell me where does King Arwald lie?

When the winds blow and the leaves fly,
His battle-worn sword hard in his hand,
Where he swore to fight and die.

The storm clouds gather and sea gulls cry,
Wheeling, screeching on the strand,

Tell me where does King Arwald lie?

His thunderous footfalls stalk the land,
His allies cheer and his foes will fly,
A lightning flash crashing from his hand.
Where he swore to fight

BY MARK FRANCIS


adig Cyng Arwald
t last hǽen Cyng
Fram Wihtland

Wsian m, hwǽr drh Arwald licgan?
Is h in t Blōdstn Bearu,
Bgendic hǽwebelles wi a seofian
Byrged in blcorn und cugele?

In bosky dlls und gaderian ostre -
n hwisprian urh t swgian beam sceadu
Betwonum t deōrs horn for his beren
In t c bearus gewǽre gld.

Oe drh h ridan t gabrel hunds,
Hah bufanh t Shalcombe dun
On unorwolcen uppan t styrman
urh onweald fram c und sce und orn.

sciurus sprengan in heora furra
Becuman Arwald t Wihtgarasburgh.

Wsian m, hwǽr drh Cyng Arwald licgan?
Wscan hit on t strand fram Seolfor Sond
Hwr h gesworc t gefeohtan und cwellan?

Wisian t blǽst ondwyrdan wi a seofian
Ealsw hit blwan clementer geond t eard
Wsian m, hwǽr drh Cyng Arwald licgan?

t blsts blwan und ǽt lafs floge
His beadu weorn sweord, st in his folm,
Hwr h gesworc t gefeohtan und cwellan.

t wederwolcen gaderian und sǽfugol cirm,
Windan giellan on t strand,

Wsian m, hwr drh Cyng Arwald licgan?
His unorrd fōtsws stalcung t eard,
His gesi myrgan und hs feonds willan flogary,
A lgrsc gebrc fram hs hand
Hwǽr h gesworc t gefeohtan.

Translation to Old English
By
Jan Harper Whale

 

 

 

 

Finally, as a footnote, as the research became ever deeper, I discovered my own name Whale, is old Saxon, spelt Wahl, meaning guardian of the stones. My bloodline is directly linked to our Ancestors, the Warinni. It can be counted as a eureka moment, especially as, in my younger years, I travelled to several countries, creating stone circles to bring people together. My deepest thanks go to the authors of incredible research books. And friends whose help, inspiration and advice, through countless hours, has spurred me on to the completion of this first book, and for the following two, which are in progress. Berandinzium Villa (Brading Villa) The Healer Queen (Queen Wihtflǽd and King Arwald)

 

 

 

 

Maurice Bower, who is as noble as he is erudite, keen-eyed for the numerous typos, has offered this awesome forward. Dear friend, thank you does even come close!

Forward: by Maurice Paul Bower

One wise archaeologist giving a lecture at Oxford not so long ago made us all giggle, then reflect quite hard with his pronouncement: The only thing an archaeologist can be sure of is that he is wrong! He was, of course, trying to remind us that new discoveries in the field are happening all the time and frequently overturn previously cherished, long-held beliefs and understandings. So we must be ever ready to adapt to change. Interpretation can be a minefield. What seems blatantly obvious to one person can just as clearly appear to be the polar opposite to another.

Yet some folk do seem to possess a special insight that transcends the obvious evidence to build and flesh out a comprehensive narrative on the framework of the relatively few available clear facts. You hold in your hands the work of one of such extraordinary insight.

The Isle of Wight is commonly seen as the last Pagan place in England, although it was briefly Christianised through Roman times before the population returned to its Scando/Teutonic beliefs and finally adopted its last Pagan king.

This sacred land has long suffered the denial of any Jutish heritage, although there is archaeological evidence these peoples long ago were here, as well as in Kent. The author is a direct descendant. A Wahl of the Warinni tribe. And this gives her an extraordinary lineage on which to draw, a bloodline, as well as insights us mere mortals outside of the tribe cannot really hope to fully comprehend.

Jan - who I have known for many years as a dear friend - presents this tale to you as fiction, but it is far more than that. She has spent years researching this project, through which we have had very many discussions on the historical and the sacred, and I can vouch for the immense amount of work she has ploughed into searching out as much historical fact as remains. Just as valuable, however, is the extraordinary insight she has brought to this work, to shine a light into the darker and more mysterious corners of the narrative. Giving it life again.

This is a great read, with well-drawn characters, as it is. A class novel. But if you have an interest in the deep history of our islands - and especially the Isle of Wight - you will find so much more here to absorb you and pique your appetite.

This volume in its unique style transports you back to a time of gods and goddesses, charms and spells, populated by myriad spirits who had to be respected and placated for the good of the tribe, embroidered with passages of a language not heard in these lands for many, many years.

Herein there be magick!

Maurice Paul Bower

Wight Druids /|\

Newport, Isle of Wight

2017

 

 

 

 

Forward: by Suzanne Thomas

I have known Jan Harper Whale for quite a few years now. During which time, we have talked endlessly about spiritual matters, and undertaken spiritual adventures together.

Having been in on the start of the book, I have followed it with close interest and enjoyed hearing about the new findings. Jan is a woman of integrity, and true to her beliefs. I know many hours of research have gone into this book, and Jan has also been helped by local archaeologists.

Of the book itself, it is in the vein of the storyteller. As you read you are transported back to the early times on the Isle of Wight. Learning about the spiritual and mundane journey of the heroine of the piece, and perhaps some of the practices of that time.

At first when Jan told me that she was going to use a lot of Saxon language in the book, I was a little taken aback, but on reading it adds a little flavour of the time.

Although this book is about days long ago. Some of its themes are relevant to today, and it just goes to show that throughout history some things never change. Perhaps acknowledging the past, we can learn a different way. I believe now that we are on the cusp of that awakening, and the choice is ours, do we go on in the same vein, or change to a better way.

Suzanne Thomas

Producer of the Fountain International Magazine

http://www.fountaininternationalmagazine.com













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Floyd Westerman

The genocide of the Nature - Loving Wihtwara happened in 686 AD.
The genocide of Native Americans happened centuries later.
We must break this chain.

Bletsunga Beorhte
Jan Harper-Whale

 

 

 

 

Have you ever wondered who your Ancestors were, who lived on this beautiful island before the Normans changed the face of this land?

Have you ever asked yourself just why you were drawn to the island? Felt the pull to come and live or frequently visit?

At last, after years of research is a new focus on an old story, the missing history of the Isle of Wight: her ancient name Wihtland, meaning Isle of Spirits was honoured and cared for by the Wihtwara, People of the Spirit

His-story has always been written by the winners. now it is time for Her-story to be told. A time when the Wihtwara honoured Nerthus, the Earth Mother and peacefully nurtured the sacred island.
     His-story recorded by fundamental Christians, tells of the war to rid the land of pagan people, they called barbarians. In 686 A.D, an army led by Cdwalla invaded Wihtland and committed genocide on the Wihtwara. They held the true bloodline to Wōden and Cdwalla was hungry for royal power of his own.

The book The Wihtwara is Her-story:-
     Her-story fills that vacuum with rich and wonderful spirituality, honouring the feminine principle and truly caring for the land. Magick and Frie lore abound. And a much deeper understanding of the intimate link these peaceful pagan people held to Nerthus and their god and goddesses within the cycles of Nature. We are discovering old truths and Her-story is being honoured once again.

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  • ISBN-10: 1522085106
  • ISBN-13: 978-1522085102
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