Now to the Brocken the witches hie,
The stubble is yellow, the corn is green;
Thither the gathering legions fly,
And sitting aloft is Sir Urian seen:
O’er stick and o’er stone they go whirling along,
Witches and he-goats, a motley throng.
…
The wind is hushed, the stars grow pale,
The pensive moon her light doth veil;
And whirling on, the magic choir
Sputters forth sparks of drizzling fire.
– Goethe’s Faust, lines 3744-2749 & 3781-3784 (trans unknown)
Walpurgisnacht (Walburga’s Night / Walpurgis Night) is a popular Germanic holiday celebrated at the same time as Beltane. It has a colorful history which, from what I can find, dates from after the Christian conversion in Germany making it one of the few holidays that pagans might have adopted from a Christian festival, instead of vice versa.* Now famous for the bonfires that light the hills of Sweden, the champagne toasts in Finland, and the pranks of southern Germany it has been known as both a witch’s holiday and the feast day of a saint.
St. Walburga was born in Devonshire in 710 and grew up in an abbey in England where she learned to write and studied Latin, rare training for a woman in her day. In fact, later in life she wrote a biography of her brother, making her one of England and Germany’s first female authors. She moved to modern-day Germany in 748 to help St. Boniface convert the heathens. (*Jax pauses to shake a fist at the sky before continuing the tale.*) She performed her first miracle on the boat over when she calmed a storm that threatened their journey. She lived the rest of her life in what we now call Germany and became an abbess before she died in either 777 or 779. She was canonized in 870. Her official Catholic feast day is the day of her death, February 25, but the more popular celebration is the day of her canonization: May 1st. In Germanic countries her celebration was conflated with May Day, and the evening of April 30th was turned into Walpurgis Night.
By the time the 17th Century rolled around, the Catholic saint’s holiday had taken on a darker tone. In Germany Walpurgisnacht was associated with the Christian version of witchcraft (with broom riding, person-to-newt turning, and carnal relations with demons), and it was said that on this night witches met at Bracken mountain to “dance with the devil.†The legend was so persistent, that Goethe, one of Germany’s most celebrated authors, included an entire scene in his retelling of the Faust legend set at a Walpurgis Night Sabbat on the mountain. I haven’t been able to find exactly how or why this transition occurred, but (alas) I don’t find it surprising that a holiday celebrating an educated, powerful woman became known as a day for witches.

Witches' Sabbath by Johannes Praetorius (1668)
Nowadays, most places celebrate Walpurgisnacht as a secular holiday to welcome back the summer with parties and bonfires. Some branches of Asatru, however, have decided to use this transitional festival to celebrate Odin’s death on Yggdrasil and his return to life with the knowledge of runes. Celebrants douse the lights at the first stroke of midnight in memory of Odin’s death and relight them again on the last stroke to symbolize his rebirth. Some people start their celebration nine nights earlier (nine is a sacred number in Germanic lore and is the number of nights Odin hung on the tree) which also happens to be Earth Day. It is then called Yggdrasil Day, after the tree Odin hanged himself on, and heathens celebrate the power of nature, particularly trees, in conjunction with their celebration of Odin’s sacrifice.
I have met some pagans that refuse to celebrate “Walpurgisnacht†because it is, technically, a saint’s day (and a missionary saint, no less).** Personally, however, with the Christian Easter named for our Ostara and Yuletide named for our Jul, I find it fitting to have a reverse holiday that we pagans celebrate named for their saint. The intermingling of terms like the intermingling of traditions speaks to how interconnected European paganism and Christianity have been throughout the centuries, even long after the conversion was supposedly complete. The spirit of who we were as a pagan people (what all Europeans once were) never died out entirely and is now being reclaimed in greater numbers – but with the hope that this time we can live side by side in harmony with our brothers and sisters of the “new†faith.
May Day, Beltane, Walpurgis – however you choose to celebrate this weekend, may the fires in your heart burn bright, may the light you carry be ever reborn, and may the bounty of summer be yours in wealth, health, and joy.
* The Celtic Beltane, however, is an ancient pagan festival. So… if my research is correct, the Catholic church adapted Beltane, a Celtic fire festival, into the Christian May Day which the Germanic peoples, after their conversion, began celebrating as a Christian holiday. Then, much later, it was adapted again into a Germanic pagan holiday. I’ve seen some websites that claim there is a Germanic goddess Walburg (or various spellings like that) which the holiday originally celebrated in pagan times, but I have found no evidence in historical documents that there was any such thing, whereas the evidence for Walpurga the nun is undoubted. Please remember though, that while I’m doing the best I can to provide accurate information, I am not a scholar, so please don’t quote me as a source on this. 🙂
** The month of May in the Germanic pagan calendar is called Thrimilci (from the Anglo-Saxon Ãrimilcemonað, according to Bede), and some Germanic pagans call their May Day celebration Thrimilci instead of Walpurgisnacht to give it a Germanic pagan name.
+ Featured image by Andreas Fink
9 comments
B says:
Apr 27, 2011
Holy schnikey…
Did I mention that my sister-in-law’s wedding, this Saturday, on the eve of Walpurgisnacht, is taking place in… Walburg, TX??????
Oh, this is just too much. 🙂 (laughing)
B says:
Apr 27, 2011
Or, rather, not the eve of, but on…
That’s what I meant. (I haven’t had my coffee yet this morning…)
Jax says:
Apr 28, 2011
That’s awesome. I didn’t even know there WAS a Walburg, Texas. Congratulations to your sister-in-law!
B says:
May 2, 2011
Yes; Walburg is one of those little German Texas communities. It’s just a couple of miles north of Georgetown, and little bit west on a little county road. It’s home to the incredibly popular and tasty German restaurant, “The Mercantile”, where people from miles and miles around gather on the weekends to stuff themselves silly with amazing German food. Down the street is “Dale’s Essenhaus”, home of the Walburger. (And the Walburger mit cheese.)
SophiaH says:
Apr 28, 2012
This is another attempt to pretend that what are PAGAN Festivals were xian BEFORE they were PAGAN
woo woo BS
The Germani, meaning all those TRIBES that were the FOLKS of Central Europe for thousands of years before any xian murderers went to “convert” those peoples to a false godmyth and each of the peoples of Europe eastward of those Germani tribes all, ALL, celebrated FERTILITY RITES in last days of the month of the RAM, April 30th by our calendar. This ushered in the birthing of the new season of baby god blossoming everywhere and celebration of fertility to the following Harvest time.
This rewriting of history to denigrate a peoples history must stop.
will you remove this comment ?
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Jax says:
Apr 28, 2012
No, I will not remove the comment. But I will use it to make a statement regarding the content and tone of comments on this site.
First, however, I’m wondering if you haven’t read enough of the site to realize both GG and I are Heathens. Neither of us has any interest in pretending Pagan festivals were Christian festivals first, and we certainly have no desire to denigrate the history of our ancestors (both of us are at least partially of Teutonic heritage). If you can cite evidence of your claims that Walpurgis was a Germanic festival in pre-Christian times, we’d both be interested to read it. In the past I’ve amended articles based on commentors’ evidence, and would be happy to do so again. Our goal is to be as accurate as possible. In the research I did before posting this article I could find no evidence based on historical documentation or other legitimate channels. That doesn’t mean evidence doesn’t exist, though, simply that I didn’t find it. So please, share.
Regarding the tone of your comment… here in The Realm we keep frith between people of various faiths. Referring to anyone as “murderers†or refusing to spell out or capitalize another faith is out of the bounds of our social contract. The internet is a strange party to which everyone on the planet is invited to attend. However, the assumption that everyone is allowed to stay at the party is not true. This is, after all, The Princesses’ domain. Just as both GG and I would ask a hostile guest to leave our homes, we reserve the right to banish from The Realm anyone who cannot remain reasonably courteous. We do not banish anyone for disagreeing with us – in fact, we welcome disagreement, and you can find several discussions in the comments between ourselves and commenters with differing opinions. I learn so much from people whose opinions and ideas differ from my own. But we do not welcome rudeness. So, debate away… politely and with citations. Additional vitriolic comments will be deleted. If you think I’m censoring your free speech by asking you (and all other commenters) to remain civil, I suggest you start your own website. Around here GG and I wear the tiaras and wield the scepters, and we’re perfectly within our rights to expect frith be maintained in our hall.
It’s a very Heathen thing to keep trolls (be they of the jötunn or internet flaming type) outside the city walls.
Steven says:
Jun 25, 2017
I applaud your patience with angry commenters.
You have to be patient with people, the millions of false Christians, and self proclaimed pagans (the ppl who claim paganism today, simply as the new fad), because 99% of them are only ignorant because of the environment born into.
A) Yes I’m a Christian. Not of the church, God couldn’t be within the westernized Christian churches, at the same time as child rapists, so I’m of the theory that modern Christianity based off Roman Catholicism, Protestant, and the evangelicals after them, are all based off Roman paganism, after the Emperor converted to Christianity out of political necessity.. First Faith’s don’t die hard, I believe one rarely ever completely leaves the faith of their birth.
My Christian faith came hard to me, in this age of science, which even that is changing, with it looking more and more like they’ve finally, scientifically proven what they once thought myth, a reality, the existence of a spirit world.
My faith came 15 years after a pastor not affiliated with any denomination (he just gave his last dime to buy out, and close a corner liquor store that he seen destroying the youth of his neighborhood, and converted it to A simple church, minus the denominational politics), had a prophecy given to him, regarding my life. I didn’t buy into it then, at only 12yrs old. It took a drastic event, combined with every warning he said would happen, coming to pass ten fold. I forgot all about his Prophecy, until recent times when going over the crazy events of my life.
My mother came to the USA from Germany, so my heritage is 50% German, and 50% Mexican (mestizo, the native American Mexicans, not colonial ancestry), but to look at me, you would think both parents were German.
I mentioned my ancestry for a reason. As a Christian, you’ll be surprised to know I do actually believe in the gods. If they didn’t exist, the Bible wouldn’t refer to them when referencing God’s jealous nature. The sons of God, the Fallen ones, who bestowed what’s considered forbidden knowledge to early man. Their seduction of women, led to the birth of demigods, or as the Bible calls them, “the mighty men of old, the men of renowned”. (Notice that word, something all Asatru faith warriors sought, to be renowned, like the gods).
I’ve been different my whole life. Even before that pastor’s Prophecy, I knew that much. Voices would call my name, and only stop when I invoked the Name of God, as told to by the church. I was born with memories from before my birth, one being what I think was my spiritual conception, before birth, the other, a frozen landscape, like a vast ocean or sea that flash froze. It ended when I came upon a giant’s frozen hand reaching up out of the water trying to save it’s life, right as the water flash froze..
As a child, animals interacted with me. I be pretended my hand was a gun, and I was hunting, while walking to the school bus stop. I aimed my ‘finger gun’ at this perched bird, and said “bang!”, as it I shot it. The bird abruptly fell over, upside down, and hung a second, before falling to the ground as if I actually shot it. Obviously I didn’t, an right as it neared the ground, it flew off safely.
Even today, I feel my differences, one being a strong calling by the gods of my German ancestors. I know we’re of a strong bloodline, all Ppl of Visigoth ancestry. Its likely why I was able to flip a car off the interstate highway at 70mph, flipping thru the air, until hitting the first big tree, impacting right on the driver’s side door frame, crushing it inwards, all the way to the center console. I should have been crushed against the tree, cuz I had a seat belt on. The tree demolished where I sat, and yet I opened the crushed in door on my own, got out and walked away without one single cut, broken bone, or any trauma.
It’s also what led to my faith. The night I died, changed my lacking of faith. In 2004, I had grown super weak from an abnormally aggressive, rare version of Crohns disease. My heart and breathing eventually stopped, and for twenty mins approximately, I was clinically dead.
I instantly knew I wasn’t dreaming, that something bad happened. I was in a complete darkness, like that you won’t find in our living plane of existence. This darkness was just different, noticeably so.
Despite that darkness, the moment an evil unlike any found on Earth, entered the area, I could feel it’s presence, like a keen, honed sixth sense perception. I felt it’s terrifying presence, and it’s intention to come snatch my soul.
I hadnt been in church, or opened a Bible since my childhood, but in that moment, facing a kind of fear, in the face of something obviously evil, and supernatural, my faith was found in an instant. My only hope was begging for God to help me. The second I said Jesus’s name, something I couldn’t see, came between me and that evil entity.
It began smashing against it, trying to break through to me, and I could hear each attempt, as well as the most terrifying sounds it was making it blind rage, upon realising I was being taken from it’s grasp. A moment later I seen my room, my oldest sister with her BF she lived with, crying so hard she fell to the floor, with our mom next to her, with a look of shock on her face. I couldn’t see my body, not the medics working to resuscitate me. Then I felt and heard a static clinging sensation, followed by a falling feeling. Just like that, I was suddenly back, opening my eyes and taking in my first breath..
My point really, isnt to preach, it’s simply to comment on my experiences, and how I believe the world is much different than when m we’re led to believe, by both the mainstream churches, and power structure. I believe what we’re told is myth, was real, and coincides with the Book of Enoch (the book for the final ages)..
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Dirk says:
Apr 23, 2014
Interesting article! I never heard it from the other side; all the sources I saw when I was writing my own blog about it assumed the Pagans had started it. Anyhow, I just wanted to say thanks for the extra information about different traditions, which I have never seen before.
Here’s what I’ve written about Walpurgis Night, if you’d like to have a look: http://www.germany-travel.org/walpurgis-night/
Thanks!