Celtic Craft Naas - Tales Of Eire

Left alone with my thoughts I’m torn apart I am the creature of intent In my mind ye are already dead Switch flicks in my head I cut you down The silence and darkness I crave is all that remains

  James Connolly 1868-1916 James Connolly was a revolutionary socialist, a trade union leader and a political theorist. His execution by firing squad after the Easter Rising, supported by a chair because of his wounds, significantly contributed to the mood of bitterness in Ireland. On Easter Monday, 24th April, he led the Headquarters Battalion from Liberty Hall to the General Post Office and commanded military operations there throughout the week – supervising the construction of defences, determining and adjusting strategy, summoning reinforcements and deciding on the disposition of his forces. That only nine volunteers in the post office garrison died during the fighting is testimony to his talents. He himself took constant risks with his own safety but even after being severely wounded on 27th April, he remained, as Patrick Pearse said, "still the guiding brain of our resistance". At noon on Saturday 29th April, Connolly supported the majority view of the leaders that the...

I fear nothing But my other side The darkness I keep inside In the back of my mind What would it do? If ever I said fine Lets see what you can do It's perfectly normal to experience fear and anxiety, especially when it comes to our own inner thoughts and emotions. However, it's important to remember that we have the power to control our own minds and emotions, and that we can learn to confront and overcome our fears. Facing the darkness within ourselves can be a daunting task, but it's also a crucial part of personal growth and self-discovery. Instead of suppressing these feelings, it's often helpful to acknowledge them and explore their root causes. This can involve seeking the help of a therapist or counselor, or engaging in practices like meditation or journaling to help process and understand our emotions. Remember, you are not alone in your struggles. There are many resources available to help you confront and overcome your fears, and with time and effort, you can ...

  Bobby Gerard Sands March 9th 1954 - May 5th 1981 Relief Carving

  You’re dying So your soul can live Dying And you never lived You spent your life On your knees Blindly following your deities Your gods and prophets Are the reason that our worlds in pain Wars are wage Murder and butcher in their names All for nothing For your deities never were Your been fooled And never will you come again (Author: Patrick Conlan)

 Anamchara                                                                                   Shop Anamchara Soulmate In the Celtic tradition, there is a beautiful understanding of love and friendship. One of the fascinating ideas here is the idea of soul-love; the old Gaelic term for this is anamchara. Anam is the Gaelic word for soul and chara is the word for friend. So anamchara in the Celtic world was the “soul friend.” With the anamchara you could share your inner-most self, your mind and your heart. This friendship was an act of recognition and belonging. When you had an anamchara, your friendship cut across all convention, morality, and category. You were joined in an ancient and eternal way with the “friend of your soul.” The Celtic understanding did not set limitations of ...

While out hunting Finn was about to slay a deer when he was stopped by his hounds Bran and Sceólang, who were born of a human enchanted into the form of a hound. The faithful animals recognised her as human and Fionn took her home, where she turned into Sadhbh the moment she set foot on his land. The druid Fear Doirich had turned her into a deer for refusing to marry him. They married, and she was soon pregnant, but while Finn was out hunting the druid returned and turned her back into a deer. Fionn spent years searching for her, and his faithful hounds found their son, Oisín, in the form of a fawn. Once returned, he transformed back into a child and became one of the greatest of the Fianna and a poet.

  The exact origin of the Ouija board is unknown. Objects similar to the Ouija board date as far back as 551 Bce to Ancient China where spirit boards were commonplace items used to communicate with the dead. It is claimed that Pythagoras used talking boards to enhance his studies and unearth revelations from the unseen world. Talking boards also have connections to Ancient Rome where two people used the Ouija board to predict the successor to the king. They were tried for treason and eventually hung and the claimed successor was immediately executed. In February, 1891, the first advertisements started appearing in newspapers.

  Oidheadh Chlainne Lír.The Children of Lir .  Bodb Dearg was elected king of the Tuatha Dé Danann, In order to appease Lir, Bodb gave one of his daughters to marry him, Aoibh. She bore him four children, one girl, Fionnuala, and three sons, Aodh and twins, Fiachra and Conn. Aoibh died and the children missed their mother terribly and Bodb wanting to keep Lir happy, sent another of his daughters, Aoife , to marry Lir. Aoife grew jealous of the children's love for each other and their father so she plotted to get rid of the children. On a journey with the children to Bodb's castle, she ordered her servant to kill them but the servant refused. In anger, she tried to do it herself, but didn't have the courage. Instead, she used her magic to turn the children into swans. When Bodb heard of this, he transformed Aoife into an air demon for eternity. As swans, the children had to spend 300 years on Lough Derravaragh 300 years in the Sea of Moyle, and 300 years on the waters of Ir...

  Tree of Life represents the fruitfulness of the earth, evoking spiritual growth, abundance, and rebirth. Rooted in the heart of the earth, it drinks the sacred waters of life and stretches its branches into the heavens, providing a bridge between celestial and earthly powers. Each Celt tribe had a sacred tree as its focal point, a symbol of sovereignty, sacred wisdom, and spiritual energy. The ancient Celts believed that trees were there ancestors and the door to the spiritual world. Oak is the most highly regarded tree, said to be the most sacred of all the tree species. Frequently depicted with the branches reaching up and the roots pointing down, the Tree of Life represent the connection between heaven and earth.

  nui maynooth In the mid 19th century in Room Two / devils room of Rhetoric House, Maynooth College , two young seminarists took their own lives, nineteen years apart, and the room has been the source of many tales ever since. Rhetoric House in the South Campus, built in 1834, was formerly a residential house for trainee priests. On 1 March 1841, a young student from Limerick by the name of Sean O’Grady jumped out of room and fell to his death.  It is not known as to who or what possessed O’Grady to do such a thing but the common legend suggests that a demon had something to do with it. Years later student Thomas McGinn from Kilmore, Co. Wexford he stayed in Room No. 2. When term began, he was moved to a different room and was subsequently told that he had spent a week in a room where a previous student had killed himself. It preyed on his mind night and day. After mass one morning, McGinn went into Room No. 2 cut himself with a razor and then threw h...

The battle is raging Inside my mind The scars of battle On my eyes can be seen As I fall further You just look away I’m left with my demons To battle alone (Author: Patrick Conlan) Many people can relate to the experience of feeling trapped in a battle with themselves, unsure of how to overcome the challenges they face. It can be difficult to open up to others about these struggles, especially if those around us seem to be turning a blind eye. However, it's important to remember that you are not alone in your struggles. There are many resources available to help you, It's okay to seek help and to ask for support when you need it. Remember, the scars we carry from our battles can be a testament to our strength and resilience.

  Like ravens The Sluagh come There not welcome by anyone Even in the otherworld there shun They are the spirits of evil ones Not just for the dying they come They want the souls of everyone The innocent and righteous one To torment like they had done When they walked in the sun Now there the unforgiving dead So keep a candle bright at night Westerly windows keep tight In the darkness they wait For the chance of a soul to take                                    The Sluagh, also known as the "Host of the Unforgiven Dead," are malevolent spirits from Irish mythology. They are often described as resembling a flock of ravens and are feared by both the living and the dead. The Sluagh are known for their insatiable desire for human souls and will stop at nothing to obtain them. They are said to target not only the dying, but also the innocent and righteous. In Irish folklore, it is believed that th...

  Life is a journey The journey not wanting to end Through all our pain A last breath battled for Hanging on Never wanting to let go (Author: Patrick Conlan)     Life is a journey that we all embark on from the moment we are born until the very end. It is a journey that is filled with ups and downs, twists and turns, and unexpected surprises. Despite the challenges that we may face along the way, the journey is one that we never want to end. Through all the pain and struggles that we face, we continue to push forward, fighting to take our last breath. We hold on tightly to the memories we have created, the people we have met, and the experiences that have shaped us into who we are today. Even when we feel like giving up, we find the strength to keep going, to keep living, and to keep loving. The journey of life is a precious one, and we should cherish each and every moment that we have. We should embrace the challenges and the triumphs, the joys and the sorrows, for they ...

  The time of fear Is growing near The darkness comes For his chosen one Watching and waiting He’s predator your prey Lost in the triangle You are no more You are forgotten You were never here He just moves on To chose another one It did go away Was known by name But let him go Now he needs his release Find more prey It will never end Back in the triangle Hold you’re dearest tight You never know when Evils is near                                                                          (Author: Patrick Conlan)   The poem describe a predator who selects his prey and waits for the perfect moment to strike. The predator's power comes from the fear he instils  in his victims, as they are caught in the triangle and feel helpless to escape. The predator is relentless and will continue to seek out...