here is legend mistletoe. Ram had left the Gaul under the sign of Aries (Aries) to move towards the East, India, in order to prevent the Celts to come to blows, to engage in a fratricidal war; he had already passed through Scythia and other countries, when his compatriots, at the head of whom he was, were stricken with a cruel disease, in which he thought he saw a just chastisement of the Divinity against the men of his race, whom he had with great difficulty dissuaded from fighting their brothers.
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This disease, a kind of leprosy, covered the entire body with black and pustular patches, which caused swelling of the limbs, then the body was covered with ulcers which determined death, so that the Celts died in large numbers, by thousands, tradition tells us.
The High Priestess, the Voluspa, consulted, ordered, but in vain, expiatory sacrifices, mortality did not cease for that.
Ram used to meditate under an oak tree; one day, after a very long meditation on the misfortunes that struck his race, he fell asleep. As he slept he heard a voice calling his name, he looked and saw before him, in his sleep, a man of tall stature, of majestic appearance, dressed in a white robe which wore a wand on which two snakes were intertwined and this man said to him: “Ram, the remedy you seek, it is there, above you”;
then, drawing from his bosom a golden sickle, the personage cut a mistletoe from the oak and gave it to Ram, with great marks of veneration; at the same time he gave her a recipe for making an elixir, then he disappeared.
Ram suddenly awoke, deeply moved by this dream which he felt was prophetic; he prostrated himself at the foot of the oak tree under which he was, saw a mistletoe there, picked it with respect and carried it to his tent wrapped in the canvas which served as his belt (tayola), then he began to pray and began the operations he had gathered from the mouth of the Druid of the Astral Plane.
Having obtained the precious liquor, he experimented with its effects on a condemned patient. No sooner had he absorbed a few drops of the liquor than he came back to life, as if by a miracle, and all the patients subsequently treated were cured in the same way. So, from all sides, people rushed to Ram. The Sacerdotal College was assembled, and the Archdruid having learned from the chief Celtic how he had discovered the admirable remedy which ensured salvation to all, it was decided that the mistletoe would become a sacred plant and that the preparation of the Elixir would be transmitted orally from the Archdruid to the two oldest Druids.
It was the legend of the mistletoe!