The God Typhon - or Typhoeus -  is described by poet Hesiod as having a hundred serpent heads with fiery eyes and dark flicking tongues. In classical mythology he is remembered as the monster who battled with Zeus himself. However, it is most unlikely Typhon would actually take on Zeus in combat, but Hesiod did manage to describe him with relative accuracy...

Some Gods and Goddesses prefer to appear in less human-like form and Typhon is one of these. Typhon is fierce and frightening and team-members describe him as indeed dragon-like, and encounters with him are seriously intense. From our experience we have come to understand that Typhon is a storm deity, and the word Typhoon says it all.

"It is always appreciated when a mortal honours a God. 
    I am one of the fiercest and mightiest. I am Typhon. It pleases me you have the courage to pay homage to me. I am a fearsome God, I know. Brave mortals I thank you for your welcome."

On first encounter with Typhon there was a blinding green light and then our team-member described this powerful God:
    '...First there was a brilliant green light and then his face appeared, half human half snake, but his tongue was spitting like a snake. Then he fully appeared and I could seem him better. He has a snake-like head - with eyes at the side - but human nose and ears. There seemed to be other faces behind it, all with spitting tongues. He has a long neck but human body, his legs are human but his feet are pointed; no toes but feet that come to a point. His hands are human-like. 
    Typhon's body looks slender but immensely strong and it has a brown-green tinge to it, not a human skin colour and it seems to glow, slightly luminous, a strange effect but not scaley. No hair anywhere. 
    He speaks with a hiss:

" Few mortals realise I exist, yet there are those that hear me and now pray to me. I am not an easy God to please, I expect much, but you please me. There are many, many who do not and they do not know it is Typhon that brings trouble toward them. I bring destruction where there is  wickedness and corruption. It is to cleanse the world from corruption."

I was lifted off my feet and was whizzing through the air at a terrific and frightening speed. 200 miles an hour or so. There were things in the way, buildings, trees, tall statues and I was whizzing with a rushing gale all around me and I was banged against objects and crashed into all sorts of things, and finally fell to the ground. 
    I looked around and found myself in the desert in Egypt as a long way in the distance I could see the great pyramids. 

Then I was swept up again and carried to the shoreline as the wind became very strong. There was a stony beach of big pebbles and a little promenade but not many big hotels. There were palm trees and flowers and a big brick wall which I slammed into. 
    I crouched down as the wind reached terrific force. 

I saw someone trying to walk along the road but he couldn't stand. He was knocked down and blown away. The pebbles were being whipped up and blown with quite a force. I saw a church, quite big, and a priest beckoning people inside. The noise of the wind was awful, I saw four people running for the church but before they could reach the door the entire building collapsed on top of the priest. Then the wind died down and I heard Typhon's hissing voice:
    "Praying to a false god for deliverance, instead of to me. That man had been giving a talk the day before on the wickedness that was associated with the Olympian religion in olden times. I will not allow this. I show you how calm I can be and how ferocious I can be. You experience it for a moment or two. Mortals who anger me experience my anger sometimes for months or years of your time when they leave their earthly body. 

This is a special week when we the mighty ones feel kindly towards you and to those who acknowledge us and there are many now who do. I have not used much strength or any bad tests on you, as you are only a mortal. I was very gentle. 
    I do not give blessings, the only thing I will give is protection from evil.
     I am Typhon and the world will know of my existence."

When next the storm wind blows, spare a thought for the souls in Typhon's torment tearing through the sky, crashed against every thing along the way. It is not the wind that screams. It is they.

Festival of Typhon & Ares:
11th & 12th November