A Prayer in Dark Times

Recently I read a prayer to Brighid for strength against those who would harm us in these times, against fascists and neo-nazis, against Trump and his administration. It inspired me to write one of my own--I hope it contains a hint of the imbas I have seen from so many talented Gaelic Polytheists. I will light the …

Femininity

Allow me to preface this: I am non-binary. I use they/them pronouns. However, in my experience, the gods treat me very feminine. The strange thing is, I do not feel misgendered. I feel empowered, comfortable. It's an odd way to feel. I am told to veil, I am addressed as though I am feminine. And …

Of the Sea, Part 2

A little over a year ago, I found myself in the Boulder reservoir, in a sinking kayak, scared out of my mind. My mother convinced me to go. I was hesitant, thinking that I would be okay sitting on a blanket on the shore of the reservoir, but no goddamn way would I go out …

Of the Sea

Many devotees of Manannan describe how they've always had a longing for the sea, a love of the beach--a love of surfing, swimming, building sand castles. I hate the ocean. And I say this as an ecologist--I hate the ocean. It's deep, dark, scary. It's home to all sorts of terrifying bacteria, the kind that …

Food and Drink Blessings

I have become aware recently that some people deign to say a blessing on their food before eating it. While I'm not sure if I would do this regularly, I may give it a try to see how it feels. I am a big fan of "let the system complicate itself." Oh Brighid beloved, for …

Routine, Part 2

A lovely person by the name of Rosemary of Tir na Og on the discord server an Teaghlach has written two lovely morning hymns for Manannan for me, and I adore them. I call to Manannan For I feel you with the rising sun I give my praise to you, dear Mac Lir Please aid …

Study

Often times, when I am trapped inside by a blanket of snow or my mother's presence, I devote my time to reading the myths, stories, and other people's experiences in Gaelic Polytheism. I read and I read and I read. I read until I'm nauseous, and I feel like if I read another word about …