I've read two essays on St Patrick now this March (the other by Paul Kingsnorth). I will admit that I'm more interested in the old myths than Christian Saints, BUT it is one of my big interests (again, I wish someone would take on novel two) how the myth-making continues, how stories alter with each re-telling. How to embellish seem to be human nature. We add a detail, and as each time we remember something the memory is recreated (not accessed) that detail acquires the quality of truth, of what actually happened, so that the next time we access a memory that detail has become a part of the "true" story. 🙏🏼
Thanks, Lisa. Irish early saints are a weird and fearsome bunch. Full of faith and with magic to match it, if the stories are to be believed. But yes, everyone is engaged in myth-making all the time. We write and rewrite our legends daily!
Cray cray people in classrooms stalking off because they don't want to hear the truth! Sounds very much like he didn't belong in Ireland or in that classroom for that matter. I will admit the golden urns creep me out but we have my mother's ashes in a clock right now. I do want to sprinkle her ashes at the Jersey shore though someday, her favorite place was Sea Isle City, NJ. I wonder where St. Patrick would want to be sprinkled if he could be now? Where could the hand go?! Ha. Hope you have a great rest of your week! Xoxo. 🍀♥️
Thanks Laura, I must say I love the really gothic reliquaries: skeletons decorated in jewelry and locked in ornate transparent caskets.... this is rather common in Catholic Churches in Europe.
Good luck with your mission with your Mom's ashes. Regarding your question... Patrick's name is all over the country but I suspect it would be that spot where he watched sheep and fell in love with his faith.
I've read two essays on St Patrick now this March (the other by Paul Kingsnorth). I will admit that I'm more interested in the old myths than Christian Saints, BUT it is one of my big interests (again, I wish someone would take on novel two) how the myth-making continues, how stories alter with each re-telling. How to embellish seem to be human nature. We add a detail, and as each time we remember something the memory is recreated (not accessed) that detail acquires the quality of truth, of what actually happened, so that the next time we access a memory that detail has become a part of the "true" story. 🙏🏼
Thanks, Lisa. Irish early saints are a weird and fearsome bunch. Full of faith and with magic to match it, if the stories are to be believed. But yes, everyone is engaged in myth-making all the time. We write and rewrite our legends daily!
Cray cray people in classrooms stalking off because they don't want to hear the truth! Sounds very much like he didn't belong in Ireland or in that classroom for that matter. I will admit the golden urns creep me out but we have my mother's ashes in a clock right now. I do want to sprinkle her ashes at the Jersey shore though someday, her favorite place was Sea Isle City, NJ. I wonder where St. Patrick would want to be sprinkled if he could be now? Where could the hand go?! Ha. Hope you have a great rest of your week! Xoxo. 🍀♥️
Thanks Laura, I must say I love the really gothic reliquaries: skeletons decorated in jewelry and locked in ornate transparent caskets.... this is rather common in Catholic Churches in Europe.
Good luck with your mission with your Mom's ashes. Regarding your question... Patrick's name is all over the country but I suspect it would be that spot where he watched sheep and fell in love with his faith.
Loved this piece; I'm a sucker for the medieval saints!
Thanks. The Irish saints were mighty and bonkers.