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The stories you read of Ireland far away; long away, ago, in mist of time forgotten.  Of gleaming paths, crystal jeweled, that stream into the night.  Those nights.  Oh, those nights….that illumine a ribbon winding.  Yes, those nights…they are real!  Those stories are of sight gifted, not by chance or luck or magic, but by birth.  Luck of birth upon these isles where light angles, and mist falls, and some uncanny turn of our starship planet home, gifts this place.

It’s sight.

For stories long forgotten, yet heard upon the winds, tell of this land of shining ways; and of people fair.  Through time was it carried, first by mother, then by child.  

But do not weep, or feel neglected.  Your Place is waiting. For she has magic, too.  Her story is yet written, or was written, yet told many long years…

so long. Ago.  it was forgotten.  In that world of type,print, eye –  knowledge.  

Remember your heart.  It speaks a primal language.  

Let me tell you, as a Witch: those stories we read of this land of mist and Shining Ones….we thought it was some dream land.  Some, myth or story of a trance induced slight of hand.  No, not so crass….but, we read the stories and thought them Other….. Oh, we were Wrong!! It is no more Other than walking out your door!!!  

Oh, if I could bring you here.  To sit in my windowsill, and see the road below agleam with light – and hear the voice of the Wind call…..”come, walk with me.”

It is a natural phenomena as physical as my own lips: my own heart beat.  Maybe it is the tilt of the earth, and the way the sun and moonlight enter the atmosphere on this island.  Maybe it is some chemical component of the soil.  But tonight, as I looked out of my window, I saw a land awake – alive – glowing….. shining like the myths of old.  I walked out into it – because how can a human-person resist that call? 

and to the Ring it took me…where I wept.  This land…. Oh, Gods…… we humans have destroyed so much.  My heart broke.  

But this story must be told, and it is not of me or my pain or my sentimentality.  No….this small ridge on an island in the north Atlantic wants to say…….

The mystery you read in the myths of Ireland: Hibernia of the Trees, Cold land of Mist – the stories you read were of people like you…people who wrote of their experience.  What their eyes saw, their hearts felt, their ears heard.  They met the Living Land of Eire.  

Meet your land.  For she is Sister, Lover, Brother, Mother, Son…..and she has hir mystery, too.  

Perhaps she does not glow in the night of a mist covered Moon, because the light from our brother Sun shines on her more direct.  But, what IS her secret heart and her untold myth?  

Can You tell it?

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…maybe it’s not even pagan theology that annoys me.  Maybe it’s just pagans in general, or perhaps human-persons, full-stop.

I don’t read ‘pagan’ blogs, which seems silly since I have one — duh.  But, I don’t, and the reason is because of the name-dropping, circular dialogue, fantasy-role-play feel of so much that I find when I do venture out.

I am an animist.  I don’t do the spirits-flying-about, patron-deity-from-Greece-of-someone-living-in-California, thing.  Or heaven forbid, take one of the many feminine aspects of sovereignty acknowledged by one of the over 300 túath in Ireland, single that principle out (the Morrigan) as a battle queen, ‘The’ soverignty goddess,etc, and then transport her to North America and imagine she has any interest there.

I realize that may sound dismissive to someone who does believe those things: especially to someone who grew-up in a christian home, disillusioned with religion and culture–with modernity in general– and sought something different….

For that person, what they saw, heard, or felt in the discovery of the Old Religion, no matter where that religion originated or the culture informing it, had a significant impact on their life.

It still annoys me.  The reason it annoys me is the lack of cultural understanding of the religion being resurrected, and a lack of current world view examination on the part of the practitioner.

If current world view were taken into account, most North American pagans (and good lord, what other title can I use? that’s another type of crazy making – this dissecting of terms – pagan, polytheist, monist, blah) would find that they carry within them the basic premise taught within christianity: that god(s) are disembodied entities that exist in a plane of reality so expansive from our own, that they are omniscient, omnipotent, and omnipresent.

Lest I come across overly curmudgeonly, or dogmatic, I want to be clear that it’s not personal. I have no issue with the human-persons involved.  It does concern me a little that in a modern capitalist culture, where alienation and anomie reign supreme and our REAL connection with the natural world — of which we are an intimate part — has been divided by a scientific worldview, that pagans engage in more intellectualizing and writing about gods/religion/spiritual practice/pantheons than living a pagan life.  It is dangerously close to being just another escapist occupation for a species cut-off from the ecstatic merger with nature that we are biologically designed for.

For myself, I view the world around me as living – genuinely living.  Not metaphorically, or on some simpler level than myself. That type of thinking smacks of human centrism  and has been the cause of much environmental harm.  No…the trees that are my friends (and not all trees are) don’t need dyads or gossamer spirits inhabiting them anymore than I do.  They are living creatures with their own language, world view, and culture.  Same goes for …. the various Winds, or Hurricanes, or the Robin that eats peanuts in my garden.  They are alive.  Their experience of the world is so alien to my own that I may never understand or really Know them, but by the gods, I respect them.

I have found in my searching that if you go far enough back, all our ancestors were animists. And that is good enough for me!

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Completely unrelated to Irish mythology or pre-christian indigenous Irish religious practice, but maybe of interest for those on the continent:

Eostre: The Making of a Myth

“…if the concocted Eostre story proves anything, it proves that neopagans are just as capable of disseminating lies and propaganda about other religions as the Christians ever were. “

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Giorria skull peers out from the talamh 

under the Hedge;

the only part left by the sionnach.

An equinox gift of the gloamingImage

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