The Song of the Silver Branch: Healing the Human-Nature Relationship in the Irish Druidic Tradition
The Song of the Silver Branch: Healing the Human-Nature Relationship in the Irish Druidic Tradition Jason Kirkey Naropa University Interdisciplinary Studies November 29th, 2007 Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know. —John Keats1 To be human, when being human is a habit we have broken, that is a wonder. —John Moriarty2 At the Hill of Tara in the sacred center of Ireland a man could be seen walking across the fields toward the great hall, the seat of the high king. Not any man was this, but Lúgh. He came because the Fomorian people made war with the Tuatha Dé Danann, two tribes of people living in Ireland. A war between dark and light. A war between two people experiencing the world in two opposing ways. The Tuatha Dé, content to live with nature, ruled only though the sovereignty of the land. The Fomorians, not so content, were possessed with Súil Milldagach, the destructive eye which eradicated anything it looked upon, were intent on ravaging the land. Lúgh approached the doorkeeper at the great hall who was instructed not to let any man pass the gates who did not possess an art. Not only possessing of an art, but one which was not already possessed by someone within the hall. The doorkeeper told this to Lúgh who replied, “Question me doorkeeper, I am a warrior.” But there was a warrior at Tara already. “Question me doorkeeper, I am a smith,” but there was already a smith. “Question me doorkeeper,” said Lúgh again, “I am a poet,” and again the doorkeeper replied that there was a poet at Tara already.
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