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One of the theories I explore addresses the question: why are these two Munster-Mórrígna found in seasonal *triples* celebrating #imbolc, #Bealtaine, and #Lughnasa, but not #Samhain? And the answer, I think, is that in these guises they represented stages of the Corn: Planting, Ripening, and Harvest.

That leaves one season and one goddess, but we already have a good idea: the last sheaf of the corn was woven and kept respectfully for next year, and called the #Cailleach - the same name as the goddess of Winter.

That seems to put the Mórrígan in the position of being the representation of the "Maturing/Ripening" stage of the Corn. Planting should be done by Bealtaine! Planting is Brighid's business! :)

#Celtic #MythologyMonday: „Another in kind parable portrays #Brighid and the #Cailleach not as imminent challengers, but as two sides of the same coin. As the season of #winter draws to a close the Cailleach again journeys to the #Otherworld island of Tír na n-Óg where she searches a deep wood for the magickal Well of Youth. At the moment when the dawn sun crests over the horizon she bends to drink its bubbling waters from the crevice of a rock and emerges renewed as the fair goddess Brighid. Where her enchanted wand once caused all vegetation to wither and die, it now transformed the dormant brown grass into vivid green shoots surmounted by the yellow and white flowers of #spring.“ #Imbolc
Source: Wade MacMorrighan „Rekindling the Rites of Imbolg“
https://twitter.com/RubyFaesRealm/status/1620681046210785281

#Celtic #MythologyMonday: `During the bleak period of winter #Brighid is held a captive prisoner at Ben Nevis as she awaits her hero, the youthful god Aengus mac Óg who would appear to represent the winter solstice sun returned from the Underworld. It is after he beholds Brighid in a vision that he sets out on his milk white steed from his #Otherworld Island drenched in perpetual summer to rescue the imprisoned goddess. The #Cailleach attempts to stop him at each step of his journey, however, it is in vain as Aengus secures Brighid’s freedom at #Imbolc. As the Cailleach storms away in a fury she flings her wand with one last gasp of resentment towards the roots of a holly bush as a final curse when #spring once again returns.`
Source: Wade MacMorrighan „Rekindling the Rites of #Imbolg“

The most famous alignment marks the major southern lunar standstill that occurs every 18.6 years, when the moon is seen apparently born from between the thighs of Sleeping Beauty. It skims the horizon and vanishes. Only to reappear to shine dramatically into the circle. The hills of the #Cailleach na Mointeach or Sleeping Beauty near #Calanais resemble a pregnant woman, this is best seen from The Achmore circle. Sketch and photo from Bruce Adams’ album #StandingStoneSunday #Callanish

Many criticize following the Wheel of the Year, saying that it only represents a very small weather region around the world. But I think it is adaptable to where you live. For folks in the lower hemisphere, they have always flipped the meanings and did it their way.

If the Wheel doesn't resonate with you, then by all means, forget about it. But for the rest of us, adapting the rituals, food, and celebrations to what is actually happening in the wild space you occupy can make it relevant and enjoyable.

Imbolc is almost upon us. For my place in Canada, it occurs right after we have been tricked by January thaw into starting yard work and planning our gardens. Then, winter returns almost like clock work with plunging cold and more snow. But for me, Imbolc is like a faint promise of hope, the crisper sunshine, the longer evenings where the chickens daringly hold out to the last possible moment of dusk light before grudgingly turning into the safety of their coop.

Any lambs born this week in my area would have a very hard time of it, no doubt. But our cellars and still rooms have honey, dried herbs, cheese, and canned goods from the sunshine of the previous summer. These all combine into luscious foods to celebrate the affirmation of the return of the sun and growth already started deep in the earth.

So, I am making some quiche, planting some seeds and lighting some candles.

#imbolc #Cailleach #Brigid #spring #LateWinter #ritual #celebration

Many criticize following the Wheel of the Year, saying that it only represents a very small weather region around the world. But I think it is adaptable to where you live. For folks in the lower hemisphere, they have always flipped the meanings and did it their way.

If the Wheel doesn't resonate with you, then by all means, forget about it. But for the rest of us, adapting the rituals, food, and celebrations to what is actually happening in the wild space you occupy can make it relevant and enjoyable.

Imbolc is almost upon us. For my place in Canada, it occurs right after we have been tricked by January thaw into starting yard work and planning our gardens. Then, winter returns almost like clock work with plunging cold and more snow. But for me, Imbolc is like a faint promise of hope, the crisper sunshine, the longer evenings where the chickens daringly hold out to the last possible moment of dusk light before grudgingly turning into the safety of their coop.

Any lambs born this week in my area would have a very hard time of it, no doubt. But our cellars and still rooms have honey, dried herbs, cheese, and canned goods from the sunshine of the previous summer. These all combine into luscious foods to celebrate the affirmation of the return of the sun and growth already started deep in the earth.

So, I am making some quiche, planting some seeds and lighting some candles.

#imbolc #Cailleach #Brigid #spring #LateWinter #ritual #celebration

Many criticize following the Wheel of the Year, saying that it only represents a very small weather region around the world. But I think it is adaptable to where you live. For folks in the lower hemisphere, they have always flipped the meanings and did it their way.

If the Wheel doesn't resonate with you, then by all means, forget about it. But for the rest of us, adapting the rituals, food, and celebrations to what is actually happening in the wild space you occupy can make it relevant and enjoyable.

Imbolc is almost upon us. For my place in Canada, it occurs right after we have been tricked by January thaw into starting yard work and planning our gardens. Then, winter returns almost like clock work with plunging cold and more snow. But for me, Imbolc is like a faint promise of hope, the crisper sunshine, the longer evenings where the chickens daringly hold out to the last possible moment of dusk light before grudgingly turning into the safety of their coop.

Any lambs born this week in my area would have a very hard time of it, no doubt. But our cellars and still rooms have honey, dried herbs, cheese, and canned goods from the sunshine of the previous summer. These all combine into luscious foods to celebrate the affirmation of the return of the sun and growth already started deep in the earth.

So, I am making some quiche, planting some seeds and lighting some candles.

#imbolc #Cailleach #Brigid #spring #LateWinter #ritual #celebration

Many criticize following the Wheel of the Year, saying that it only represents a very small weather region around the world. But I think it is adaptable to where you live. For folks in the lower hemisphere, they have always flipped the meanings and did it their way.

If the Wheel doesn't resonate with you, then by all means, forget about it. But for the rest of us, adapting the rituals, food, and celebrations to what is actually happening in the wild space you occupy can make it relevant and enjoyable.

Imbolc is almost upon us. For my place in Canada, it occurs right after we have been tricked by January thaw into starting yard work and planning our gardens. Then, winter returns almost like clock work with plunging cold and more snow. But for me, Imbolc is like a faint promise of hope, the crisper sunshine, the longer evenings where the chickens daringly hold out to the last possible moment of dusk light before grudgingly turning into the safety of their coop.

Any lambs born this week in my area would have a very hard time of it, no doubt. But our cellars and still rooms have honey, dried herbs, cheese, and canned goods from the sunshine of the previous summer. These all combine into luscious foods to celebrate the affirmation of the return of the sun and growth already started deep in the earth.

So, I am making some quiche, planting some seeds and lighting some candles.

#imbolc #Cailleach #Brigid #spring #LateWinter #ritual #celebration

I am hugely proud of the post I just wrote about Yule traditions, mythology, and symbolism. If you love holly, berries, wassailing, and the old gods, I think you’ll enjoy it.

#WarOnChristmas #Yule #anarchy #Gawain #mumming #mayhem #Pagan #Cailleach #Krampus #OldFatherFrost #MotherHolda #Modranecht #MariLwyd

https://dowsingfordivinity.com/2022/12/03/anarchic-yule/

The Queen of Gothic Academia meets the High Priestess of Gothic Academia and discusses #IrishPaganism #Witchcraft #Folklore #FairyLore and you can be there.

https://www.youtube.com/post/UgkxCpogN7bhg5HlKAxYNNRexGVa2ZaMBBvK

#ireland #sidhe #academia #magic #paganism #pagan #witch #cailleach