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Wind shifts and trees speak in a hush and rush, warning me it is time.
The season is turning. The gates creak open and tides turn.

Breathe in; feel the electric charge.
Breathe out; fall into the mother's embrace.

It is in darkness we are forged; we are born into the light.

#Hekate #Lughnasad

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Poem: August by T Thorn Coyle

Tailtiu cleared the plains
So crops would grow.
She died, exhausted from her labor.
But the land flourished, and fed the people.
And the cycle emerges:
Labor and death. Death and labor.
And the ones who write the histories
Or those who exploit them,
Are the ones whose names are remembered.
Exploitation. Degradation.
The sweating brow and beating heart.
The tears.
A wish for a better life.
Those stories are too often seldom told.
The sun sleeps this morning. Sirens doppler by.
Here, in my town, children
Cry, separated from their parents.
Just south, men are caged.
They come from Southeast Asia.
Central America.
Somalia.
They came, hoping for a fertile place.
For fields already plowed.
They came, fleeing guns and rape
And sudden death that comes at night.
They were met with guns.
It is August.
Fruits lay rotting in the fields.
In need of water and strong backs
To stoop and hands to pick.
And skin to split open
From the sharp slash
Of a corn husk.

I eat blueberries.
My life made comfortable
From the sacrifice and sorrow
Of too many stolen lives.
How shall I honor them?
Games were set in Tailtiu’s honor.
But the day was named for her foster son.
The one who did the honoring.
Not for the one who labored
Until she died.
What shall I name this day?
We call it “First of August”
For some ancient emperor.
Some exploiter.
Some oppressor.
Some imperialist.
Some enslaver.
I name it:
Day of Immigrants.
I name it:
Descendants of the Enslaved.
I name it:
Stolen Land.
I name it:
Survivors of Genocide.
I name it:
Day of Laborers.
I name it:
The Sacrifice of Harvest.
I name it:
Gratitude,
And sorrow.
All in one.

Poem: August by T Thorn Coyle Tailtiu cleared the plains So crops would grow. She died, exhausted from her labor. But the land flourished, and fed the people. And the cycle emerges: Labor and death. Death and labor. And the ones who write the histories Or those who exploit them, Are the ones whose names are remembered. Exploitation. Degradation. The sweating brow and beating heart. The tears. A wish for a better life. Those stories are too often seldom told. The sun sleeps this morning. Sirens doppler by. Here, in my town, children Cry, separated from their parents. Just south, men are caged. They come from Southeast Asia. Central America. Somalia. They came, hoping for a fertile place. For fields already plowed. They came, fleeing guns and rape And sudden death that comes at night. They were met with guns. It is August. Fruits lay rotting in the fields. In need of water and strong backs To stoop and hands to pick. And skin to split open From the sharp slash Of a corn husk. I eat blueberries. My life made comfortable From the sacrifice and sorrow Of too many stolen lives. How shall I honor them? Games were set in Tailtiu’s honor. But the day was named for her foster son. The one who did the honoring. Not for the one who labored Until she died. What shall I name this day? We call it “First of August” For some ancient emperor. Some exploiter. Some oppressor. Some imperialist. Some enslaver. I name it: Day of Immigrants. I name it: Descendants of the Enslaved. I name it: Stolen Land. I name it: Survivors of Genocide. I name it: Day of Laborers. I name it: The Sacrifice of Harvest. I name it: Gratitude, And sorrow. All in one.

I wrote this poem in August, 2018.

I had some thoughts about it, considering the current state of things. The post is free on my Patreon today:

www.patreon.com/posts/135491...

#lughnasad #lammas #immigrants #poetry

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Lughnasad Deloraine · Lughnasad · Song · 2022

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Happy #Lughnasad Let the #harvest begin! May you reap blessings always. #pagansky #druidsky
#druidry 🥛🍯🌾

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A Harvest Doll made of dry grasses stands on a wooden patio table, holding a dried Yarrow flower umbrella & bouquet of Salsify & Wild Prickly Lettuce flowers. Doll has a headdress of pink Buckwheat & purple Lavender flowers. 3 oak leaves adorn HD’s neck. Skirt is decorated with Buckwheat, Lavender & white Za’atar flowers. A bag of dried Fireweed herb & flower is slung over one shoulder.

A Harvest Doll made of dry grasses stands on a wooden patio table, holding a dried Yarrow flower umbrella & bouquet of Salsify & Wild Prickly Lettuce flowers. Doll has a headdress of pink Buckwheat & purple Lavender flowers. 3 oak leaves adorn HD’s neck. Skirt is decorated with Buckwheat, Lavender & white Za’atar flowers. A bag of dried Fireweed herb & flower is slung over one shoulder.

Same Harvest Doll is placed indoors on a brick hearth in front of a fireplace. A mesh wire fire safety curtain hangs in the background, in front of the fireplace.

Same Harvest Doll is placed indoors on a brick hearth in front of a fireplace. A mesh wire fire safety curtain hangs in the background, in front of the fireplace.

Harvest Blessings Y’all & Imbolc for South Hemi fam! 🌾

Thus begins my staycation. 😎

Doll details in alt text. All materials gathered in my garden.

#Lughnasad #Lammas #WitchSky #PaganSky #DruidSky #WitchAlt
#EarthMagic

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En mi Instagram os he dejado una entrada sobre #lughnasad ( espero que lo enlace bien) y poco a poco iré publicando por aquí también, solo tenedme paciencia porque no estoy pasando un buen momento y llevar todas las redes se me está haciendo cuesta arriba

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Sonnenreigen (Lughnasad)
Sonnenreigen (Lughnasad) YouTube video by Faun - Topic

#witchsky merry #lughnasad
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We're at the midpoint of summer. #Lughnasad #Lammas

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August, the month of the dog, the star Sirius and the Perseids. When heaven and earth celebrate each other, celebrating prosperity and the end of summer.
Lugh, the Celtic god who protects arts and crafts, the God of all talents, is honored in this season.
A blessed #Lughnasad!

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Opět po roce jsme oslavili keltský svatek #Lughnasad v Opidu Nasavrky. Děkujeme všem #Kelkach

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Lammas Witchcraft | 9 Ways to Celebrate Lughnasadh
Lammas Witchcraft | 9 Ways to Celebrate Lughnasadh YouTube video by Witch Ways

This week's YouTube video is about celebrating Lammas / Lughnasadh, and I share folk magic, ancestral traditions, and nine simple ways to mark the start of the harvest season. #WitchSky #Lammas #Lughnasad
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Lughnasadh Das Fest Lugnásad/Lughnasad ist in den letzten Jahrzehnten in Vergessenheit geraten, denn in einer Zeit, in der immer alles verfügbar ist, hat die Ernte nicht mehr die Bedeutung, wie früher. 

Lughnasadh


🌾🔥 Lughnasadh – Rauch, Ernte und Dankbarkeit 🌞🌿


Wenn die Felder golden leuchten, die Ähren schwer vom Korn sind und die Sonne in sattem Licht über der Erde steht, dann ist die Zeit von Lughnasadh gekommen – das Fest der ersten Ernte.


#Ernte #Licht #Lughnasad
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A quick look back at our weekend in #Nasavrky for #lughnasad !
A very warm welcome, new friends, beautiful reunion with friends from Austria, a functional oven: all this gives very beautiful moments🥰
#experimentalarchaeology #silicybine #TeamGaulois #celticglass #glassbracelets

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Demonstration of #Celtic #glass bangles production this Friday and Saturday 26-27.07 at #nasavrky for #Lughnasad festival with #Silicybine! if you are in the area, come to see our workshop! :) #ironage #experimentalarchaeolgy #latene #glassbracelet #CzechRepublic #TeamGaulois

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