That would likely be Suzanne McCanna. One year, she let me borrow some of the literature on travel in Ireland prior to a trip. She wrote me a thank you note for turning her onto your substack. She also has been twice to the Cave of Cats. My web mistress, Cheryl Rae, also subscribed. I told her she would also enjoy John Willmott's substack.
It's so powerful, isn't it? The poet, Doirrean ní Ghriofa, also wrote a fantastic book, A Ghost in the Throat, one of my all time faves, you might be interested. Thanks so much for your comment, and for subscribing... I look forward to getting to know you as the year unfolds. 💕
"He claimed that as he was passing Roosky Lake, the head ‘jumped’ out of the carriage of its own accord and fell into the water, never to be seen again." Ha! That fatherless child, O'Reilly, definitely banished it for good. Likely, he whacked it to pieces. I notice that he was the priest there only 4 years. Maybe Brighid banished him to hell.
Thanks for the lovely poem. I was also able to find the 2nd one of the series. Yea! I appreciate that you do such amazing research!
I love this piece, Ali. I celebrate Brighid on the 2nd, and even into the 4th-6th. Today, I am packing, but hope to make some bannocks to put out for her tonight or tomorrow night. I will do an online celebration this year on the 6th with local women, as we have lost our place to gather.
Yes, I don't think he liked Brigid too much, although he tolerated her head in the old church for a while. Glad you like the poem, the poet, Doirrean ní Ghriofa, is also the writer of that book I'm always raving about, A Ghost in the Throat... have you read it? Thanks for sharing the post with your friends, I hope they liked it too. I think it was the church that made the first day of Imbolc Brigid's feast day in her role as a saint. The goddess is associated with spring and summer, so although its nice to celebrate on the first day of spring, the festival day, I don't think there is anything wrong with spreading out the crafts you do in her honour when you can fit them in. Better than doing it all in the one day and then forgetting about her.
Its cold windy and dark here today, perhaps the Cailleach is a bit upset that we've all rushed to welcome Brigid before giving her a good send off to her well-earned rest for the summer. Really, the winter has generally been mild, she has looked after us well, so I'm going to offer my thanks first.
My email has been quite busy, so I will check for your email, I might have missed it.
Yes, just a lovely little peach! LOL
That would likely be Suzanne McCanna. One year, she let me borrow some of the literature on travel in Ireland prior to a trip. She wrote me a thank you note for turning her onto your substack. She also has been twice to the Cave of Cats. My web mistress, Cheryl Rae, also subscribed. I told her she would also enjoy John Willmott's substack.
You are a star... thank you! 💕
Nope. Haven't heard of "Ghost in the Throat," but it's an unusual title and I'm intrigued. I'll look for it.
I think it would be appropriate to do a little farewell ritual to the Cailleach, and see if you can encourage Her to move along a little faster! :=)
I think she already has... it's glorious out today, really feels spring-like! 🤞🤞🤞
WOW that poem... gave me chills. So good. Thank you for that.
It's so powerful, isn't it? The poet, Doirrean ní Ghriofa, also wrote a fantastic book, A Ghost in the Throat, one of my all time faves, you might be interested. Thanks so much for your comment, and for subscribing... I look forward to getting to know you as the year unfolds. 💕
This piece is so appealing that I'm sending it out to 13 beloved friends
Haha thanks, one of them has already subscribed and left me a lovely comment! 💕
"He claimed that as he was passing Roosky Lake, the head ‘jumped’ out of the carriage of its own accord and fell into the water, never to be seen again." Ha! That fatherless child, O'Reilly, definitely banished it for good. Likely, he whacked it to pieces. I notice that he was the priest there only 4 years. Maybe Brighid banished him to hell.
Thanks for the lovely poem. I was also able to find the 2nd one of the series. Yea! I appreciate that you do such amazing research!
I love this piece, Ali. I celebrate Brighid on the 2nd, and even into the 4th-6th. Today, I am packing, but hope to make some bannocks to put out for her tonight or tomorrow night. I will do an online celebration this year on the 6th with local women, as we have lost our place to gather.
PS I sent you an email a week or 2 ago.
Yes, I don't think he liked Brigid too much, although he tolerated her head in the old church for a while. Glad you like the poem, the poet, Doirrean ní Ghriofa, is also the writer of that book I'm always raving about, A Ghost in the Throat... have you read it? Thanks for sharing the post with your friends, I hope they liked it too. I think it was the church that made the first day of Imbolc Brigid's feast day in her role as a saint. The goddess is associated with spring and summer, so although its nice to celebrate on the first day of spring, the festival day, I don't think there is anything wrong with spreading out the crafts you do in her honour when you can fit them in. Better than doing it all in the one day and then forgetting about her.
Its cold windy and dark here today, perhaps the Cailleach is a bit upset that we've all rushed to welcome Brigid before giving her a good send off to her well-earned rest for the summer. Really, the winter has generally been mild, she has looked after us well, so I'm going to offer my thanks first.
My email has been quite busy, so I will check for your email, I might have missed it.