#lughnasadh

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Lughnasadh hike with Buggy from a couple days ago<3

I stopped at the farmers' market earlier that day, picked up some cherries and yellow cherry tomatoes, and Buggy and I snacked on them throughout the hike. We logged 3.5 miles, obviously with breaks for pictures and impromptu cherry pit spitting contests, and then we drove home.

I've been a little sick for the last week about so it was good to get out of the house and work up a sweat. Still feeling kinda swamp-brain but I'm reading a lot and drinking tons of tea. We also had pho the day before the hike and I'm probably having it again tonight. I like to add freshly grated garlic and ginger to my soups, especially pho, to boost the wellness benefits.

likeeeeee 0) im going to tear her apart with my teeth. cute aggression unreal. i love her and it is really fun having a skeptical adorable non-witchy gf who now i finally have gotten to start sharing things about my witchy life with

It was lughnasadh this Saturday! Though I actually celebrated on Sunday as I was busy on Saturday.

The first thing I did was a good cleanse! I cleaned my house and did a little spiritual cleanse too. I usually use rosemary and sage incense to cleanse rooms. Aswell as that I made a little sage and rosemary oil burner.

Next I made some fruit bread. It was a very simple recipe; Hot water, sultanas, butter, yeast, sugar, flour and cinnamon.

And I also made vegetable stew; Garlic, carrot, onion, swede, potato, barley, kale, water and seasoning.

While cooking I was very intentional and thought about my gratitude for the food I have.

Next I went for a spiritual bath. It wasn't much different from my normal cleansing and protection baths I like to do (which I have a post about). I did a gratitude meditation while I soaked which was just lovely.

how I spent lughnasadh :)

🕯️first thing I did was decorate my altar. here’s a little description of it. I have a green and yellow candle anointed with sunflower seeds, oats, pearl barley, wheat grass, honey and rosemary to draw in the lammas energy. I also have some citrine, carnelian, jasper, moss agate and orange calcite on display alongside the tarot card the empress to embody the harvest. We also have two little cows, a grim reaper and beautiful Demeter :)

🐝 then I got dressed for the day in brown as one of lughnasadhs colours and wore my bee earrings.

☕️then me and my bf headed out for some coffee and afterwards went to my local spirtirual store. I got a sage smudge, some crystals and candles.

💨 after that, we made it back home and I cleansed my entire apartment. I’ve been noticing some unsettling energy over my place and just wanted rid of it. Safe to say those motherfuckers are out of here!!

🥧 around mid evening, me and my bf made some apple pie for the holiday. My bf, of course, devoured the majority of it.

Modern society has a deep, slightly obsessive reverence for the specialist. We frequently weaponize the phrase "Jack of all trades, master of none" to insult generalists, forgetting that in this Irish tale, possessing many skills was not treated as a failure to specialize. It was Lugh's defining strength.

There is a famous story of the god Lugh arriving at the heavily guarded royal court at Tara. The doorkeeper demanded his trade, rejecting him as a smith, a champion, a harper, and a poet because Tara already possessed specialists in those fields. Finally, Lugh asked: "But do you have one man who possesses all of these arts simultaneously?"

He was admitted as the Samildánach—the man of each and every art.

But the most profound piece of Lugh's lore isn't his vast resume. It is the great Gaelic seasonal festival of Lughnasadh. It bears Lugh's name, but its grieving heart belongs to someone else.

According to the Dindshenchas, his foster mother Tailtiu cut down a vast forest, roots and all, until it became the open plain of Brega so the land could be cultivated and sustain her people. The poem says the strain burst her heart, leaving her sick and exhausted after the labor.

Lugh did not honor her death with military conquest or by showing off his own magical prowess. He answered her final request with funeral games and a great assembly held around her grave as the harvest season opened.

He understood the fundamental truth of the tavern: Lugh's greatness was not that he possessed every useful skill. It was that those skills could be placed in service of something beyond himself.

C.O.R.D. Biquarterly Druidry newsletter is live for Lughnasadh! Highlights: • Two new protogroves • Two new Second Order Druids • Book review of "The Book of Cernunnos" • Contributions from a number of readers