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Spell shells!

My coven sisters and I went to a ritual honoring the Goddess Nehalennia yesterday and were asked to bring a small offering. So I decided to try something new: spell shells!

What you need:

🐚 a shell

🐚 herbs and stones

🐚 soy- or beeswax candle

🐚 greaseproof paper

What you do:

- take you shell and place it on the greaseproof paper, hollow side up

- put in your herbs and stones

- melt and poor in your wax

- let cool

And that’s it! You have a cute little pocket spell that you can take with you or leave somewhere as an offering. You can even decorate your shell with runes or sigils to add a bit more magick! 🌙

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Pauline Bonaparte as Venus Victrix, Antonio Canova

Galleria Borghese, Rome

Lugh is kindness. Lugh is creativity. Lugh is vitality. Lugh is masculinity. Lugh is dicipline. Lugh is confidence. Lugh is strength. Lugh is reciprocity. Lugh is an embracing warmth.

Hail Lugh, the shining god of warriors and kings.

SLEG LUG

"Out of Gorias was brought the Spear that Lug had. No battle was ever won against it or him who held it in his hand." The youthful Lugh Mac Ethlinn was a king and warrior of the Tuatha Dé, renown for his great skill in all manner of disciplines, which earned him the epithet Samildánach (master of every art). Among his many powerful artifacts, Lugh was said to possess a deadly magical spear that made him undefeatable in battle. Based on historical Bronze Age Irish spearheads, this design features three major art styles found in Ireland: Neolithic spirals, Iron Age La Tène motifs, and Medieval knotwork. The name "Sleg Lug" is written in Brecor Beo, a variant of the ogham alphabet from the Book of Ballymote.

Part 2/4 of my Four Treasures series.

Causeway Coastal Route (Northern Ireland)

The god Lugh was worshiped in Ireland as a deity of the sun. This connection with the sun may explain his name (it means “shining one”), and it also may account for the attributes that he displayed: he was handsome, perpetually youthful, and had a tremendous energy and vitality. This energy manifests itself especially in the number of skills he had, according to legend, mastered. In fact, there was a tale that related Lugh’s myriad abilities at arts and crafts.

As told in the Battle of Magh Tuiredh, the god traveled to Tara, and arrived during a tremendous feast for the royal court. Lugh was greeted at the door by the keeper of the gate, and was immediately asked what talent he had - for it was a tradition there that only those who had a special or unique ability could enter the palace. The god offered his reply: “I am a wright”. In response, the gate keeper said: “We already have a wright. Your services are not needed here”. Still, Lugh, not to be so easily dismissed, continued: “I am a smith”. Again, the guard retorted that the court had a smith that was quite adequate; but the god was not to be dissuaded. In short order, he noted that he was also a champion, a harper, a hero, a poet, an historian, a sorcerer, and a craftsman. To this list, the gate keeper merely nodded his head, and stated matter of factly that all of these various trades were represented in the court by other members of the Tuatha de Danaan. “Ah, but you do have an individual who possesses all of these skills simultaneously?”, was Lugh’s clever and inspired reply. The guard was forced to admit his defeat, and so Lugh was allowed to enter and join the festivities.

According to Celtic mythology, Lugh was the son of Cian and Ethlinn. After the god Nuada was killed in the Second Battle of Magh Tuiredh, Lugh became the leader of the Tuatha De Danaan (the term for the gods and goddesses who descended from the goddess Danu).

What is your favourite small, painfully human gesture?

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