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A little Cath Maige Tuired WIP

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It is very fitting that Quare Éire, an art and literature anthology dedicated to queer and feminist readings of Irish mythology, goes live on Lughnasadh, the festival that, according to legend, came to be as a commemoration of a woman.
Here's the contribution made by yours truly, and please check out all the other wonderful pieces of art, poetry, and literature.
"It is onto the rampart that he used always to go; and he chanced upon a stone beneath his feet and trod upon it. The stone cried out beneath his feet, so that it was heard throughout all Tara, and throughout Brega. Then Conn asked his druids why the stone had cried out, what was its name, whence it had come and whither it would go, and why it had come to Tara. The druid said to Conn that he would not name it to him until fifty-three days had passed." -Baile in Scáil
Today is Lughnasadh, the harvest festival named after the Irish god Lugh for the funerary games he established in the name of his foster mother, Tailtiu, after her death. Lugh is described like a streak of light in some tales, racing across the country, a powerful horseman and warrior. "Then Breas, the son of Balar, arose and said : 'I wonder that the sun is rising in the west to-day, and in the east every other day.' 'It were better that it were so,' said the Druids. 'What else is it?' (but the sun), said he. 'It is the radiance of the face of Lugh Lamhfhada,' they said. Then the loldhanach came up to them, and greeted them. -Oide Cloinne Tuireann It's a wonderful time of year for reflecting on what fruits you've been able to harvest so far of your own labor, and for keeping in mind what we can be doing moving forward as the seasons change. Bear in mind we are also engaged in our own war at home, fighting our own government for basic universal human rights and to stop the ongoing genocide in Palestine that the US has been directly funding. Like Lugh used his Fomorian heritage to turn the tides of war between the Tuatha dé Danann and the oppressive reign of the Fomorians, we must also be willing stand up to oppression, oppressive regimes, and take care of our local communities as best as we can.
Blessed Lughnasadh to those who celebrate 🌾🔥
This year's been rough but I'm slowly starting to see the fruits of my own labor. It's been a slow process, but an ongoing one.
The difference in where I am today vs where I was a year ago is almost unbelievable. It's not perfect and I still definitely have a way to go, but it's massively different.
I want to start getting back into spirituality practices and incorporating it into my daily life again. It's been tough since I've been away from home so much so I've been away from my altars. I have my devotional jewelry that comes with me everywhere, and that's been a good starting point.
Not that I ever really STOPPED, it just isn't the daily offerings it used to be.
I'm trying to learn again how to weave a little crafty magic into my day-to-day.

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Dionysus's wrath on Attika
One time,Dionysos came to Attika. He gave Ikarios a vine-cutting and taught him the art of making wine. Ikarios eagerly shared this gift with some shepherds, who, after drinking the undiluted wine, thought they had been poisoned and killed Ikarios. Later, they realized their mistake and buried him. Ikarios' daughter, Erigone, searching for him with the help of their faithful dog, Maira, found his body. In her grief, she hanged herself.
As punishment Dionysos drove Athenian women mad, causing them to hang themselves, until the shepherds were duly punished and appeasing rituals established in the god's honour.
On Anthesteria
Anthesteria was one of the four major Athenian festivals dedicated to Dionysôs–the son of Zevs and either Semelê, Dionê, or Selênê and the Olympian God of wine, vegetation, pleasure, festivity, and wild frenzy. Anthesteria was celebrated on the eleventh through thirteenth days of the Attikan lunar month of Anthesterion, which would be understood today as the lunar cycle spanning the late January/early February full moon. This festival celebrated the beginnings of Spring, fertility, and also gave homage to the Cult of the Dead throughout its three day span.
Each day of Anthesteria has a separate name with different themes of praxis. The first day of Anthesteria is referred to as Pithoigia, or literally “the Jar-Opening.” On this day, children under the age of three were adorned with wreaths made out of the first flowers of the year and the jars of wine from the year prior were opened and libations to Dionysôs were aptly performed. It was tradition for the entire household–including slaves–to join in the festivities of Anthesteria beginning on the day of Pithoigia. This is one of the biggest instances in ancient Greek culture of social order being interrupted for certain festivals. There is an alternate argument proposed by Jane Ellen Harrison that the jars being referred to during Pithoigia were not meant to be understood as wine-jars, but instead urns used in burial rites, making Pithoigia being the day of “opening the graves.” Personally, I feel that Pithoigia could be in reference to both the opening of jars and urns, considering the multitudes of use pithoi had. It would not be too off-base to make an educated assumption that the opening of wine-jars and burial urns would initiate both the festivities of Anthesteria and likewise the invitation of the dead amongst the living.
The second day of Anthesteria was referred to as Khoës, or literally “The Pouring.” The general drinking festivities of Anthesteria continued on this day, but there is also a very large implication that Khoës was a day with more of an erotic undertone. Outside of previously mentioned eroticism, festival-observers would play drinking games and pour wine onto the graves of their deceased loved ones. A very popular Anthesteria drinking game was simply gathering a group of people and seeing who was able to empty their cup of wine the quickest. Khoës appears to have been a day of friendship and connection, it would seem.
While on the topic of Khoës, I wanted to speak on an aspect that many people don’t reference when discussing the historical praxis involved in Anthesteria. This would be the divine marriage ceremony between the ritual Queen of Athens and that of Dionysôs. This particular ceremony involved an array of characters. First, we have the Archon Basileus who plays the role of Dionysôs. The Archon Basileus was the last remnant of an Athenian monarch and held a similarly high position to the Archon Eponymos and Polemarchos. The role of the Archon Basileus was basically to oversee the organization of religious festivals, ceremonies, and trials of homicide. Next we have the Basilinna, who was the wife of the Archon Basileus, The Basilinna was the ritual Queen of Athens, and her role was to be the bride of Dionysôs in the ceremony. This particular position was seen as immensely important to the well-being of the city considering this particular marriage ceremony was enacted as a method of keeping the city safe from various threats to the city. And finally we have the elected Gerarai–a group of fourteen priestesses chosen by the Archon Basileus to tend to the Basilinna and later for her to swear an oath to them prior to the procession.
Ludwig Deubner has proposed a theoretical reconstruction of the events of this ceremony, but we must understand that the ceremony in and of itself was very secretive and wrapped in the confines of Athenian mystery rites. Deubner proposes the ceremony begins with Dionysôs (played by the Archon Basileus) being taken to the sanctuary at Limnai where he was then married to the Basilinna. After their marriage ceremony, the Basilinna would swear an oath to the Gerarai and the newly-wedded Ritual Queen of Athens was taken in procession with her Divine Husband to the Boukoleion where their marriage was consummated. It is heavily suggested that the consummation of marriage between the Basilinna and Dionysôs was erotic in origin, and could have even involved ritual intercourse within the inner-chamber of the sanctuary. Walter Burkert, a German scholar of Greek mythology and cult, has speculated that this ceremonial union is a recreation of the yielding of Ariadne to Dionysôs by Theseus during their escape from Minoan Crete.
The last day of Anthesteria is called Khytroi, or “The Pots.” This day was the festival for the Cult of the Dead. On this day, there were to be no offerings for any non-chthonic Gods, and theaters were closed from performing any shows. Citizens of Athens would prepare separate food to be given as an offering to both Hermês Psykhopompos (in his aspect of Chthonic Psychopomp) and to the dead, which no mortal was supposed to taste. After these offerings were given the dead were begged to leave the city, with the proverb “Out of doors, Keres! It is no longer Anthesteria!” After the banishment of the spirits, the Athenians would continue their general Anthesteria festivities of drinking and merriment.
I want to note that both Pithoigia and Khoës, while accepted as the more light-hearted days of Anthesteria, were known to be both “unlucky,” and “defiled.” While spirits of the dead were invited to festivities, there were also precautions taken to keep them from coming too close. Temples were roped off, pitch was smeared on doors of homes, and people chewed leaves of hawthorn and buckthorn.
I recognize that modern celebration of Anthesteria cannot be as intricate as its ancient Athenian counterpart, but there are ways now that it can still be celebrated. You can celebrate through ancestral veneration and opening up new bottles of wine and performing libations to Dionysôs. If you are unable to drink wine, non-alcoholic drinks work just as well. You could also leave offerings and read the Orphic and Homeric Hymns to Dionysôs and maybe even read some plays about him. It is simply a time to reflect on deceased loved ones, the oncoming of spring, and the celebration of Dionysôs.
Below is a link to a web-published version of this essay that includes my sources in footnotes. Unfortunately, it has no photos because I am boring.
Does anyone have an Emotional Support Character that really only exists in glimpses of stories that for some reason you're just absolutely fascinated by?
Mine is Aed. Specifically Aed sleeping with Corchenn's wife, Aed.
Mostly because Aed has become my litmus test for whether or not I can get accurate information about Irish lore. I have seen him described as a "fire-eyed god of the underworld" and I simply do not understand how we got from "Guy who slept with Corchenn's Wife" to that.
Personally I'm rooting for Aed. I sincerely hope he's enjoying his new life as a fire-eyed god of the underworld.
Two very different vibes for two different wingheads
Some Hypnos sketches…

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Old meme. But that was my first thought after reading "The cattle raid of Regamain" and "The death of Cu Chulainn"
What did Hypnos get for his birthday?
A new pair of earwings
Some doodles
It took me a long time to get the momentum going for this work but I finally finished it.
I created this as a devotional piece for Brigid, in thanks for her keeping the fire of creativity alive in me. Here she is depicted as a more modern incarnation an artist enjoying solitude among nature.
I hope this brings joy to other devotees and fans of celtic/irish folklore 💙💙💙
Yknow it's really late but fuck it. Reblogging for the holiday.
Happy Imbolc everyone 💙☘️💙
More Tuatha De Danann design ideas. I suppose I should do full height for each of them like I did with Dagda and Morrigan
I couldn't decide what would be better for Lugh, with or without a beard, so here is the version with a beard. I wanted to make him similar to Cu Chulainn in a way. After all, he is Lugh's son

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Lately things have been particularly hectic (like starting a new job very suddenly hectic and having to rush out tomorrow to get a background check done) and every time I start getting really overwhelmed, this mental image of Hermes balancing on one of those athletic balance trainer things keeps popping up in my brain, like a reminder to chill out.
Trying to learn how to go with the flow is tough for me. It’s something I feel I used to be better at when I was younger, and am once again learning how to do now that I’m actually medicated for the anxiety that kept me from doing so much in the first place. It still feels like this most days.
There was something really captivating about Alcibiades when i first learned about him reading about the Peloponnese war. On a first glance it'll sound even funny how many times he would switch sides. Which resulted in many enemies and almost zero trust from his peers.
Personally i was questioning often the reasons why he would do it and then in the symposium doing such profound speeches about love, then his relationship with Pericles, Socrates and his close people in general.
From even the little information about him picture very much a very complex person who lived his life the the fullest until the end and most certainly left a mark many unfortunately now ignore.