Showing posts with label Story-telling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Story-telling. Show all posts

Dec 22, 2010

A Story of St. Brigid for the Holiday Season

Saint Brigid of Kildare or Brigid of Ireland (Brigit, Bridget, Bridgit, Bríd or Bride) or Mary of the Gael (Irish: Naomh Bríd) (c. 451–525) is one of Ireland's patron saints along with Saints Patrick and Columba. Irish hagiography makes her an early Irish Christian nun, abbess, and founder of several monasteries.
Her feast day is 1 February, celebrated as St. Brigid's Day or Imbolc in Gaelic Ireland  (from Wikipedia)

Bridget (given name)Image via Wikipedia


There are many stories of Brigid's life and there are just as many debates among scholars about which, if any, are true.  But the story I read to you today comes from the book, This Way To Christmas by Ruth Sawyer.  You may find the full text of that book at the UPENN digital library: http://digital.library.upenn.edu/women/sawyer/christmas/christmas.html

A blessed Christmas to you and yours.





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Aug 25, 2009

Storytellers/Storytelling

As defined in Merriam Webster's Dictionary: a teller of stories: as a : a relater of anecdotes b : a reciter of tales (as in a children's library) c : liar, fibber d : a writer of stories

sto·ry·tell·ing \-ˌte-liŋ\ noun

I was so pleased to be able to join in on the second half of the Storytelling event in Caledon Tamronnoch last evening. It had been too long since I indulged in such pleasure at the Fallen Anvil. Thank you JJ and Aldo!

And many thanks to the fine tale weavers whom I had the honor to hear: Diogenes Kuhr, Serra Anansi, and Riven Homewood.

Miss Dio


Lady Kate and I enjoy the tales - and the crisp white wine


Miss Riven

A lovely couple whom I have not yet met.

Mr. Ra, Sir JJ, Lady Serra, me, Lady Kate

Jan 19, 2009

BURN'S NIGHT CELEBRATION ON THE ISLE OF SKYE

Celebrate the birth of the Bard of Scotland, Robert Burns, with me in my new lands in Winterfell Anodyne.

The ruins of ancient family home are still being excavated and rebuilt, but we shall sit around the fires underneath the starry skies, telling Celtic stories, and reading Celtic poetry (heavy on the Burns, of course).



Rest assured Nellie will be swimming nearby, and the haggis will be boiled. The Uisge Beatha will be flowing as the tales are told.

See you there!