Today is Lughnasadh, the harvest festival named after the Irish god Lugh for the funerary games he established in the name of his foster mother, Tailtiu, after her death. Lugh is described like a streak of light in some tales, racing across the country, a powerful horseman and warrior. "Then Breas, the son of Balar, arose and said : 'I wonder that the sun is rising in the west to-day, and in the east every other day.' 'It were better that it were so,' said the Druids. 'What else is it?' (but the sun), said he. 'It is the radiance of the face of Lugh Lamhfhada,' they said. Then the loldhanach came up to them, and greeted them. -Oide Cloinne Tuireann It's a wonderful time of year for reflecting on what fruits you've been able to harvest so far of your own labor, and for keeping in mind what we can be doing moving forward as the seasons change. Bear in mind we are also engaged in our own war at home, fighting our own government for basic universal human rights and to stop the ongoing genocide in Palestine that the US has been directly funding. Like Lugh used his Fomorian heritage to turn the tides of war between the Tuatha dé Danann and the oppressive reign of the Fomorians, we must also be willing stand up to oppression, oppressive regimes, and take care of our local communities as best as we can.
