Tawong Lipod |
Tawong Lipod refers to the archaic concept of invisible wind people, constituting a race of mythological creatures in Philippine folklore. Originally, they were regarded as female spirits associated with clouds and waters, belonging to a class of celestial beings in Bicolano culture. Over time, their role evolved to include invisible spirits,malevolent aspects such as dark shadows, malevolent elves, while also retaining benevolent characteristics like nymphs or fairies.
TAWONG LIPOD - as a general term for invisible mythological creatures like fairies, nymphs, giants, elves, etc.
Described as slender, beautiful, youthful, and elegant, these beings were believed to have the ability to take flight and control winds. In contemporary Philippines, Tawong Lipod is simply known as Engkanto. However, in modern times, they underwent a transformation, shifting from beautiful spirits of clouds and wind to being demonized as invisible malevolent entities causing ailments and sickness to ordinary people. Numerous horror stories depict them as dreadful and vile creatures.
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they are the spirits of the clouds and air. Tawong Lipod. They are originally a type of female spirit of the clouds and waters, in the begining the sole purpose and creation of the tawong lipod was to guard and take care of the lunar deity Bulan, who was placed in the kamurayan or heavens by Gugurang himself. Bulan was depicted as being extremely comely with luminous skin and long dark hair darker than midnight. too beautiful and precious thus needing an entourage of wind nymphs The handmaidens and surfs of the lunar god, who brushes his long dark hair and performs dances and performance so that the lunar deity won't get bored in the heavens. Later when Bulan spawned Haliya they too served the goddess.
The story of how the lunar gods Haliya and Bulan descended is one that concerns them, for stories tell that it was the ''Tawong Lipod'' who convinced Haliya who in return convinced Bulan to go down and bathe in the waters of Ibalon (Bicol)
Tawong Lipod (girls dressed as tawong Lipod in Daragang Magayon festival) |
Tawong Lipod effigy |
The Tale of the Moon People
This is an old tale, passed down through generations by word of mouth.
In ancient times, when the Earth did not yet exist, there was only one planet—the Moon. On this planet, two races of people lived: the white people, who were the masters, and the black people, who were the servants. The white people were beautiful, with fair skin and golden hair, and they lived in grand cities. The black people, smaller and darker in complexion, lived in caves in the forest and served as caretakers of a magnificent garden filled with fragrant flowers and delicious fruits.
Every year, it was a tradition for the Moon people to hold a feast for their young maidens. When the girls turned eighteen, they would be gathered in the garden on a full moon night in May, where they would sing, dance, and play music until dawn. The entire city celebrated with joy.
One day, a great earthquake shook the Moon, causing the planet to split in two. Half of it, including the garden and the servants, drifted away into space. Over time, the wise people of the Moon realized that the missing part of their planet had found its way to another place. They named this new place "Earth," meaning "The Other Half of the Moon." Eventually, they decided to visit Earth, curious about the garden's fate.
When the full moon came in May, the maidens of the Moon journeyed to Earth, coinciding with the Earth’s own May festivities. After performing their traditional rites, they returned to the Moon, unharmed. From that moment on, they visited Earth each year on the night of the full moon, unaware that Earth had living people—humans—who inhabited their planet's other half.
The forest dwellers on Earth noticed these strange visitors and their celebrations. An old man from the forest remarked, “Every year, when the full moon shines in May, these moon fairies visit us.” Intrigued, the young men of the forest made a plan to witness the return of these mysterious visitors.
When May arrived again, the young men of the forest were prepared. Before sunset, they went to the plains near the forest and saw the Moon people descending from the sky.
As the full moon rose, casting a golden glow, the wind began to hum. “They are coming,” one of the watchers said. Soon, the sound of music and singing could be heard. The men watched in amazement as the maidens, dressed in milk-white garments with golden hair flowing down their backs, floated gracefully down from the sky.
The Moon maidens continued to descend slowly, surrounding a large tree in the center of the garden. Once they reached the ground, they sang and danced around the tree as heavenly music played from above. After some time, they each approached the tree, removed something from their chests, and hung it on the branches. They then resumed their graceful dancing, their movements as light as clouds drifting over the grass. As dawn approached, they stopped and went to bathe in a silver-like stream nearby.
While the maidens bathed, the forest dwellers crept toward the tree and took the objects the maidens had hung on its branches. They then quickly hid.
When the maidens finished their bath, they were joyful—until they returned to the tree and found their precious items missing. In distress, they cried out, “Stolen! Stolen! We are doomed without our hearts!” Their cries were heard by the young men who had taken the items.
“Let’s return them,” one of the men said sympathetically. “Poor things,” another added. But some disagreed, suggesting, “They should pay for them.” A young man approached the maidens and asked, “What happened to you?” One of the maidens responded, “Our hearts have been stolen! We left them hanging on the tree.”
“Your hearts? You left your hearts on the tree?” the man asked, confused.
“Yes, when we travel far from home, we remove our hearts so we don’t lose track of time,” the maiden explained.
“The forest spirits must have taken them,” the man replied. “Please, have mercy and help us,” the maidens begged.
The young man replied, “Wait here... I will speak with the forest spirits and return shortly.”
The forest dwellers held a meeting, and one suggested, “If the maidens agree to live on Earth for a year, we will give back what we took.” Many others agreed, saying, “That’s a good idea.”
The young man returned to the maidens and said, “Your hearts are with the forest spirits. They will return them if you agree to stay with us on Earth for a year.”
“It’s better to die than live here,” one maiden declared. But another suggested, “We should agree—this is our fate. One year will soon pass.”
The men of the forest brought out the stolen hearts and returned them to the maidens. Each maiden gratefully took her heart and placed it back in her chest.
The people of Earth rejoiced, for each man now had a maiden companion. They took the maidens to their homes, and their lives were filled with happiness. Days passed quickly, months came and went, and before long, it was nearly May again. The maidens reminded their companions, “When the full moon returns, we must visit the tree where we once hung our hearts.”
The men agreed, in memory of the joyful year they had spent together. On the night of the full moon, they all gathered near the tree. As they approached, the men noticed golden fruits hanging from the branches.
“What are those?” the men asked.
“Those are the fruits of the Moon,” the maidens replied.
The maidens peeled the fruit and let the men taste it. “Sweet! Delicious!” the men exclaimed.
As the men savored the fruit, a great gust of wind suddenly swept through the area. When they looked up, the maidens were gone—whisked away like smoke in the wind. All that remained were the mango seeds, left as a reminder of the maidens from the Moon.
'Most prominent myth about the Takay flower. The Tawong lipod were created to be forever subservient and loyal to their lord and sovereign Bulan, who was the most luminous being in the heavens. They would take flight and dance to entertain him, But the tawong Lipod saw the mortal world and was curious. They convinced the goddess of the moon (moonlight) Haliya to come down, that they would be her entourage. in return Haliya convinced her brother Bulan.
So the lunar gods followed by their Sylphs would frequently go down to bathe and play with the mermaids.
One day the lunar gods and the tawong Lipod saw that the god Onos is furious and send storms and heavy rain into the lands of Ibalong. The tawong Lipod pointed out to the young maiden who is the source of the god of storms anger. It was the fair maiden Takay. The fair maiden had spurned the deity's feelings had drowned in the flood caused by the god Onos. The moon saw what had happened and took pity of the fair maiden and turned her into the lovely flowers that is now abundant in Lake Bato
Takay flower |
In the ancient times when the world was not yet formed, and there was only one planet – the moon. On this planet, two races of people lived: the fair-skinned people and the dark-skinned people. The fair-skinned were the lords, and the dark-skinned were their servants. The fair-skinned were beautiful, with pale skin and hair like gold. They lived in cities. The servants dwelled in the caves of the forest. They were small and dark-skinned people, the caretakers of a beautiful and large garden. There were various fragrant flowers and delicious fruits in the garden. They stopped dancing and approached a tree one by one. They took something from their chests and hung it on the branches of the tree. After this, they continued dancing. They moved gracefully like white clouds floating above an embroidered carpet. Morning came, and they stopped, heading to a river where the water sparkled like silver, and there, they bathed. Meanwhile, the people from the forest ran towards the tree and took what the maidens had hung there and hid again. Upon emerging from the river, the maidens were happy. But when they were about to retrieve what they had hung on the tree, they couldn't find it. Stolen! Stolen! their cry echoed. We will die because our hearts are missing. Their cries and pleas were heard by the thieves. Let's return it, some said sympathetically. Poor things, said another. We need to make amends, stated others. A young man approached the women and asked, "What happened to you?" Our hearts, which we left on this tree, were stolen, replied one of the women. What? Your hearts, you left them on the tree? asked the man. Yes, because when we travel to distant places, we take our hearts out so we won't forget the time. Goblins took your hearts, said the man. Have mercy on us. Help us, pleaded the women. Wait... I will find the goblins(duende)... I'll be back soon, said the man. The people from the cave discussed. They said, If the women agree to live on the ground for a year, we will return what we took. Some agreed: That's a good idea, said others. The man returned to the women. Your hearts are with the goblins. However, they said they will return them to you if you agree to live here on the ground for a year. It is better to die than to live here, said one woman. We should agree to their request, replied another; this is our fate. One year will pass. The men went out, carrying the hearts they took. One by one, they returned them to the women, and each woman carefully took her heart and placed it back in her chest.
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The people from the moon were happy because each one of them had a maiden as a companion. They brought the maidens to the cave, but the women complained. We will die if we live in this cave. So, they lived in houses, and their lives were happy. Days passed quickly; the months arrived and departed. Before long, the month of May came, as the women informed the men. When May arrived, during the full moon, we will visit the tree where we hung our hearts last year. The men agreed as a remembrance of their fortunate year. On that night when the moon was full, they gathered to visit the tree. As they approached the tree, the men saw golden fruits hanging from the branches. What is that? asked the men. Those are the fruits from the moon tree, replied the women. They plucked a ripe fruit and let the men taste it. Sweet! Delicious! said the men. While the men savored the sweetness of the mango, a strong gust of wind was heard. When they lifted their eyes, the women were gone. The wind carried them away like smoke. Only the mango seeds were left – a memory of the maidens. The people from the moon had a tradition of having a feast for the maidens. Every year, when the maidens reached the age of eighteen, they were called and gathered in the garden. This happened during the full moon in May. They played music, sang, and danced until morning. The whole town was happy. One day, unexpectedly, an earthquake shook the moon. The planet cracked, and the garden disappeared. The servants were caught in half. Over time, the wise people on the moon learned that your companion from the planet will float in another place. They called it Earth – which means Companion of the Moon. Before long, they thought of visiting the Earth. They saw that your beautiful garden was there on the ground, and its condition was good. It was easy to reach if one loved it. So, they planned to visit the Earth during the full moon. When May came, the maidens went to Earth. They timed it during the May festival. After performing the usual customs, they returned to the moon without any mishap. From then on, they visited the Earth every year during the full moon at night. They did not know that there were living beings on Earth, half of their moon. The people in the forest saw the visits of the moon people. The celebrations of the moon people were a great wonder for them. An old man from the forest said: Every year, during the full moon in May, enchanters come here. The young people from the ground decided to wait for the return of the enchanters. May arrived. The people from the ground were ready for the full moon. In the afternoon, they went to the forest and saw the reading of the moon people in a vast meadow. The moon people were also ready to go to Earth. When the moon rose, it looked like a golden ball. When it was about to descend to Earth, the wind roared. Those must be them, said a lookout. After a while, they heard the sound of music and voices singing. There they are, they said. When they reached the sky, they saw the maidens flying in front of the garden, dressed in pure white and with hair flowing like golden threads. The music from the sky did not stop.
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REMINDER
The orally transmitted mythology of the Philippines is intended for sharing and understanding, not for appropriation, commercial exploitation, or the promotion of foreigners and foreign products. It is a dynamic narrative tradition that evolves over time, distinct from the standardized mythologies found in Western and European cultures. Unlike these established mythologies, the Philippine government has not mandated standardized versions of stories and legends.
Orally transmitted stories undergo variations and evolve over time, resulting in numerous different versions. There are many different version told by Filipinos,and retold by Filipinos.
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