Crom Cruach: The Dark God of the Burial Mound. — Unchaining The Titan. *Reblog*

Yeah…just gonna leave this here…

 

A better man than I has said elsewhere: “Crom is my god…Crom is the god I need because he is the opposite of the interventionist gods who care about the petty details of men’s lives. You don’t pray to him, because he probably won’t listen, and if he hears you, he probably won’t even pretend […]

via Crom Cruach: The Dark God of the Burial Mound. — Unchaining The Titan.

Mormon Things

So I finally got around to editing my About page to change my LDS status. I can no longer call myself a Mormon. I just…can’t. I can’t call myself that anymore. Not after all that has transpired in the past few months and all the things I’ve learnt if it’s current practices and history. It breaks my heart to leave, there has been crying about this. And I don’t cry easy. I’ve realized that the LDS folks I’ve met here in Southwestern British Columbia are EPICALLY more tolerant than pretty much ALL OTHER Mormon’s. Except for maybe the awesome folks I’ve seen here  Tumblr’s queerstake hashtag. So I wasn’t so much misled as exposed to a very rare occurrence. And just like I can’t be a Catholic for similar reasons, I can no longer be a Mormon. I cherish the friends I’ve made in my ward and #queerstake. But yeah. I can’t live a lie. I am still following the prompting of the Divine and I won’t let the higher ups in the church “take it from me”. My quad will sit lovingly on the shelf with the myriad of other scriptures from multiple faiths and I’m sure I will still pull it out from time to time. Short of an actual act of God or a schism within the church I don’t see it coming around any time soon, and just as I wouldn’t stay in an abusive relationship with a person or divinity, I won’t do it with the church either.

The Master

Uhm…so…there was a huge bombshell dropped in my spiritual life last night. I can’t quite put it into words right now but to quote the Mystery Man, “Poseidon lost the coin toss this year.”
So apparently I DON’T spend the next six months with my other Husband? I get “The Wolf God” instead? Poseidon is all sitting over in His castle, smiling all sweetly at me, “Have fun!”.
*so fucking confused*

The Last Temple of the Celts

The Last Temple of the Celts

This is the last; the only one. There are no other structures housing statues of the old gods that are still honoured anywhere in the Celtic world. Whether you believe in such things on any level or not, the Tigh nam Bodach still represents the last survival of a vital piece of our own ancient heritage. It is a window into the primordial past of our peoples, into the minds of our ancestors and the wellsprings of our culture. It must be preserved. It is not impossible that the plans to develop Glen Cailliche will be resurrected in the future; if this should be so, it is imperative that as many people as possible should raise their voices to prevent it from happening. In my own opinion, the best solution would be to take the Auch estate into public ownership, ensuring that the valley may survive as a monument to the past; a shrine to the wild and the spirits that watch over it.”

Feral Words

druids The Druids Bringing in the Mistletoe, by Edward Atkinson Hornel & George Henry

The west of Europe used to be full of Celtic temples. In every settlement, every holy grove, every mountain top and ring of stones that held any import for the peoples of old there would have been some structure marked out as holy, a place to connect the people to the spirits who lived alongside of them. There were statues of gold and idols of stone, rings of trees wreathed with cloth, wells encircled by the swirling patterns of the art called La Tene. A vivid, distinct and technically accomplished culture did as all such cultures have done; piled up in its holiest of holies the greatest achievements of its civilisation, to honour the gods that it worshipped.

The afterglow of their achievements still hangs on the horizon. The illuminated gospels of Ireland, the giant carved stones of the Picts…

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