In the battle, the Mórrígan chants a poem that is so terrifying to the Fomorians that they are driven back into the sea.
In the Táin Bó Cúailnge or The Cattle Raid of Cooley, Cú Chulainn,, the Irish demigod, who is also alluded to as a son of Lugh, the warrior god, is promised aid while defending Ulster against the forces of Medb, the queen of Connacht, which he refuses.
In Cu Chulainn’s fatal scene, as he rides to meet his enemies he encounters the Morrígan as a hag washing his bloody armor in a ford.
This is an omen of his death.
In the Táin Bó Cúailnge or The Cattle Raid of Cooley, Cú Chulainn,, the Irish demigod, who is also alluded to as a son of Lugh, the warrior god, is promised aid while defending Ulster against the forces of Medb, the queen of Connacht, which he refuses.
In Cu Chulainn’s fatal scene, as he rides to meet his enemies he encounters the Morrígan as a hag washing his bloody armor in a ford.
This is an omen of his death.
As he is mortally wounded, Cú Chulainn, ties himself to a standing stone with his own entrails so he can die standing up, and only when a crow lands on his shoulder is it that his enemies believe he is dead.
The Mórrígan is the supreme example of the most brutal and primal that the feminine has to offer. Her vengeance and hatred have no equal, yet her love is all consuming. Gathering the souls of the fallen dead or aiding those in the fight, she roams the battlefield with a cold, caring eye.
Respect her, dear reader, and tread lightly should you have an inclination to get her attention, and be prepared for what that entails.
For she can be the most devoted lover or the most bitter and merciless of adversaries.
The Mórrígan is the supreme example of the most brutal and primal that the feminine has to offer. Her vengeance and hatred have no equal, yet her love is all consuming. Gathering the souls of the fallen dead or aiding those in the fight, she roams the battlefield with a cold, caring eye.
Respect her, dear reader, and tread lightly should you have an inclination to get her attention, and be prepared for what that entails.
For she can be the most devoted lover or the most bitter and merciless of adversaries.
Cernunnos - Wild Horned god of the wilderness
Widely believed to be the Celtic god of fertility, vegetation, wildlife, and the primal untamed wilderness, Cernunnos roams the wild with his antlers bumping against low hanging branches, surveying his kingdom.
He is lord of the hunt and protector of the wild, with all of its inhabitants.
Primarily associated with male animals and the masculine side of nature, he if often portrayed with a beard and feral, shaggy hair.
Widely believed to be the Celtic god of fertility, vegetation, wildlife, and the primal untamed wilderness, Cernunnos roams the wild with his antlers bumping against low hanging branches, surveying his kingdom.
He is lord of the hunt and protector of the wild, with all of its inhabitants.
Primarily associated with male animals and the masculine side of nature, he if often portrayed with a beard and feral, shaggy hair.
His name is found only once as he is mentioned in the Pillar of the Boatmen, a Roman column dating from the 1st century AD. This adds to the mystery of the horned god, and his persona, yet we can still imagine how he might be portrayed.
Interesting enough, small figurines attributed to him from the 7th through 4th century BC and 1st century BC, are found throughout different parts of western Europe. This points out to a theory that he is much more ancient than anticipated.
Interesting enough, small figurines attributed to him from the 7th through 4th century BC and 1st century BC, are found throughout different parts of western Europe. This points out to a theory that he is much more ancient than anticipated.
Through all this, we find that ancient Celts considered Cernunnos an important deity as they were also people who dwelt in and around wilderness areas. It was vital to their culture and everyday livelihood, unfortunately there are no recorded myths or literature that directly mention the figure of Cernunnos.
The mystery surrounding him resonates and mystifies us like the stag in its full glory, standing proud, looking down at a wilderness kingdom where he is its savage king.
No civilization to be found, only an ancient, primordial presence.
The mystery surrounding him resonates and mystifies us like the stag in its full glory, standing proud, looking down at a wilderness kingdom where he is its savage king.
No civilization to be found, only an ancient, primordial presence.
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April 1st is also the Holiday of Veneralia a day originally dedicated to Fortuna the Manly but later dedicated to Venus the Changer of hearts. It was a holiday meant to turn lustful feelings to one of love and procreation. A holiday celebrating the health of sexuality and hoping to dissuade and remove the more lustful and degenerate acts. Replacing them with the generate form of sex and procreation.
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Tomorrow is April Fool's Day. While at times the origins of this Holiday is said to be in the mockery of pagans by the Church. In it I find the spirit of the Trickster, that freedom that comes with skating the rules and letting loose. It is a day to remember the Trickster Gods and Spirits of Europe. As well as the many gifts that were given by them. Rubezahl gave us the spinning wheel and Sourdough, Hermes gave us the alphabet and lyre, Prometheus gave us fire, Loki gave the gifts and tools of the gods, Veles taught us magic, Puck aids in our daily life, etc. It is a day to make them laugh and to remind ourselves not to take things too seriously. So whether we call it April Fools , Puck's day, Loki's day or whatever we wish to call it take some time in that day to have a bit of fun.-TAO
Artio - Bear goddess of Spring
Revered among the Helvetii tribe, a people of Celtic descent living in the Swiss plateau, Artio is a relatively obscure deity that is associated with the renewal that Springtime brings. She might also be seen as a protector of bears, wildlife and fertility.
This is equally fascinating, knowing that bear females often give birth during hibernation and nurse their cubs in the den until spring arrives, emerging with new life!
Revered among the Helvetii tribe, a people of Celtic descent living in the Swiss plateau, Artio is a relatively obscure deity that is associated with the renewal that Springtime brings. She might also be seen as a protector of bears, wildlife and fertility.
This is equally fascinating, knowing that bear females often give birth during hibernation and nurse their cubs in the den until spring arrives, emerging with new life!
Megalesia - Week of the Great Mother
Historically in Ancient Rome, this week was dedicated to the Cybele, the Great Mother of the gods. A great festival noscriptd “Megalesia”, commenced around April 4th and spanned the entire week, rife with plays, entertainment, and chariot races in her honor.
She is a goddess of healing, fertility and protection during times of war. Her domain also spans the wild, indicated by her lion companions.
Historically in Ancient Rome, this week was dedicated to the Cybele, the Great Mother of the gods. A great festival noscriptd “Megalesia”, commenced around April 4th and spanned the entire week, rife with plays, entertainment, and chariot races in her honor.
She is a goddess of healing, fertility and protection during times of war. Her domain also spans the wild, indicated by her lion companions.
We just watched this with the kids. Although a children's movie, it places great importance on seeing through a child's eyes and the power of belief. It is also neat because it takes place during Easter. Worth a watch. https://youtu.be/aPLiBxhoug0
Basajuan – Lord of the Forest
The Basque people of Northern Spain give credence to a beast of the wild that makes its home in the wilderness as its protector.
The primal Basajuan is described as a large, hairy, human-like creature who lives in crevices and caves deep in the backwoods of the Pyrenees, the mountain range on the border of France and Spain.
The myth of the Basajuan goes back thousands of years, and some compare him to the Yeti of the Himalayas.
Although his imposing massive frame can be intimidating and terrifying, there are tales that describe him as an amiable giant: A guardian of the woods, flocks of sheep and an ally to local shepherds, keeping wolves at bay.
Other stories mention he would call out to warn farmers of perilous storms and to shelter their livestock, bringing them in from their mountain pastures.
There are also mentions of a female counterpart to the Basajuan, called the Basandere, who looks much like him in appearance, but lacks a beard.
The Basque people of Northern Spain give credence to a beast of the wild that makes its home in the wilderness as its protector.
The primal Basajuan is described as a large, hairy, human-like creature who lives in crevices and caves deep in the backwoods of the Pyrenees, the mountain range on the border of France and Spain.
The myth of the Basajuan goes back thousands of years, and some compare him to the Yeti of the Himalayas.
Although his imposing massive frame can be intimidating and terrifying, there are tales that describe him as an amiable giant: A guardian of the woods, flocks of sheep and an ally to local shepherds, keeping wolves at bay.
Other stories mention he would call out to warn farmers of perilous storms and to shelter their livestock, bringing them in from their mountain pastures.
There are also mentions of a female counterpart to the Basajuan, called the Basandere, who looks much like him in appearance, but lacks a beard.
April in Ireland
She hath a woven garland all of the sighing sedge,
And all her flowers are snowdrops grown on the winter’s edge:
The golden looms of Tir na n’Og wove all the winter through
Her gown of mist and raindrops shot with cloudy blue.
Sunlight she holds in one hand, and rain she scatters after,
And through the rainy twilight we hear her fitful laughter.
She shakes down on her flowers the snows less white than they,
Then quickens with her kisses the folded “knots o’ May.”
She seeks the summer-lover that never shall be hers,
Fain for gold leaves of autumn she passes by the furze,
Though buried gold it hideth : she scorns her sedgy crown,
And pressing blindly sunwards she treads her snowdrops down.
Her gifts are all a fardel of wayward smiles and tears,
Yet hope she also holders, this daughter of the years—
A hope that blossoms faintly set upon sorrow’s edge :
She hath a woven garland all of the sighing sedge.
She hath a woven garland all of the sighing sedge,
And all her flowers are snowdrops grown on the winter’s edge:
The golden looms of Tir na n’Og wove all the winter through
Her gown of mist and raindrops shot with cloudy blue.
Sunlight she holds in one hand, and rain she scatters after,
And through the rainy twilight we hear her fitful laughter.
She shakes down on her flowers the snows less white than they,
Then quickens with her kisses the folded “knots o’ May.”
She seeks the summer-lover that never shall be hers,
Fain for gold leaves of autumn she passes by the furze,
Though buried gold it hideth : she scorns her sedgy crown,
And pressing blindly sunwards she treads her snowdrops down.
Her gifts are all a fardel of wayward smiles and tears,
Yet hope she also holders, this daughter of the years—
A hope that blossoms faintly set upon sorrow’s edge :
She hath a woven garland all of the sighing sedge.
Arawn - God of the Welsh underworld
Life after death in the belief of the ancient Welshmen was called Annwn, a beautiful and pleasant otherworld.
Presiding over Annwn justly and fairly, is Arawn, who is also a powerful magician and master huntsman. Annwn’s Location is described as off of the coast of Wales, a kingdom below sea level, or under the ground.
Arawn is also a masterful magician, able to exchange appearances with the Welsh hero Pwyll for a whole year, effectively fooling his own wife.
He also is described as a skilled hunter who loves sport. Every day, he and his court hunts, led by his otherworldly white-eared red-eyed dogs.
Sadly, with the christianization of the British Isles, his association with the afterlife led to his demonization. Annwn is then associated with the christian hell and becomes a place for the departed souls of the damned. Arawn takes the mantle of “lord of the damned” and his dogs essentially become hellhounds, hunting the spirits of the damned.
Life after death in the belief of the ancient Welshmen was called Annwn, a beautiful and pleasant otherworld.
Presiding over Annwn justly and fairly, is Arawn, who is also a powerful magician and master huntsman. Annwn’s Location is described as off of the coast of Wales, a kingdom below sea level, or under the ground.
Arawn is also a masterful magician, able to exchange appearances with the Welsh hero Pwyll for a whole year, effectively fooling his own wife.
He also is described as a skilled hunter who loves sport. Every day, he and his court hunts, led by his otherworldly white-eared red-eyed dogs.
Sadly, with the christianization of the British Isles, his association with the afterlife led to his demonization. Annwn is then associated with the christian hell and becomes a place for the departed souls of the damned. Arawn takes the mantle of “lord of the damned” and his dogs essentially become hellhounds, hunting the spirits of the damned.
This is of course nonsense. Just one of the many coverups by the church to suppress and eradicate pagan spirituality and more effectively take power as the religion of the land.
The Daghda - Good god of the Celts
One of the prominent figures in the Tuatha Dé Danann of the Celtic pantheon, is the Daghda, the good god.
This noscript does not mean he is good in the moral sense, though he might be so, but that he is very skillful, or even masterful (good) at many things.
We gain a glimpse of how the Daghda was bequeathed his honorific noscript in The Second Battle of Magh Tuiread where it reads:
“The Dagda said, “The power which you boast, I will wield it all myself.”
“You are the Dagda [‘the Good God’]!” said everyone, and “Dagda” stuck to him from that time on.
One of the prominent figures in the Tuatha Dé Danann of the Celtic pantheon, is the Daghda, the good god.
This noscript does not mean he is good in the moral sense, though he might be so, but that he is very skillful, or even masterful (good) at many things.
We gain a glimpse of how the Daghda was bequeathed his honorific noscript in The Second Battle of Magh Tuiread where it reads:
“The Dagda said, “The power which you boast, I will wield it all myself.”
“You are the Dagda [‘the Good God’]!” said everyone, and “Dagda” stuck to him from that time on.
He was bestowed kingship between Nuada of the Silver hand, and Lugh of the Long Arm, over all of Ireland and chieftain of the Tuatha Dé Danann.
He is married to the Morrigan, and is said to have had five children: Aengus, Cermait, Aed, Brigid, and Bobd Derg. All are part of the tribe of the children of Danu, the gods of Ireland.
The Daghda is also said to have been brothers with the gods Nuada and Ogma.
The good god possessed very powerful items that are legendary in their nature.
He carried with him the magical cauldron, Coire Ansic, which could never be emptied of its endless food supply.
He is married to the Morrigan, and is said to have had five children: Aengus, Cermait, Aed, Brigid, and Bobd Derg. All are part of the tribe of the children of Danu, the gods of Ireland.
The Daghda is also said to have been brothers with the gods Nuada and Ogma.
The good god possessed very powerful items that are legendary in their nature.
He carried with him the magical cauldron, Coire Ansic, which could never be emptied of its endless food supply.