Beneath the radiant mantle of the midsummer sun, we turn our hearts to Lugh, the luminous spear of light. Master…
O Merlin, timeless guardian of knowledge and craft, who bends time itself in the service of…
A Lugh Ildánaigh, solas órga an tsamhraidh, tú a shíneann do lámha thar bharraí geala an ghráin, ag tabhairt beatha…
On the 18th of December, as the wheel of the year turns toward the slumber of winter, we gather to…
A Dhanu, a mháthair ár dtíre, cruthaitheoir na beatha agus síolrach na torthúlachta…
Ar an 18ú lá de Mhí na Nollag, agus rotha na bliana ag casadh i dtreo suan na geimhridh, bailímid…
Danu, ancient mother of depths and heights, whose essence permeates the fertile earth and the flowing waters…
In the shadowed embrace of the ancient lands, where the mists weave through the emerald hills and the cries of…
A Mherlin, coimeádaí síoraí ar eolas agus ceardaíocht, a lúbaíonn am féin i seirbhís na nDéithe…
