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herebegiants · 7 days
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gaya-antiqua · 1 year
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The courtship of Pwyll by Rhiannon
The First Branch of The Mabinogi
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birdsofrhiannon · 1 year
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Pwyll, prince of Difed by Margaret Jones
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source : @cheminer-poesie-cressant​​
je m’aventurerai dans ce reflet, j’ouvrirai sa fenêtre, appuyé sur son rebord, mon songe prendra son envol ; la plénitude est parfois un détail 
© Pierre Cressant
(dimanche 26 mars 2023)
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15pantheons · 10 months
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Pwyll: You remind me of the ocean.  Arawn: Because I'm deep and mysterious?  Pwyll: No, because you're full of salt and you scare people.
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suilinbride · 1 year
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I Want to Talk with People About Deer Related Signs!
Good evening everybody, I want to talk to those of you who have interacted with Deer related spirits before, especially in regards to Deer Cultus. I know a lot of Polytheist and Pagan bloggers here on this site used to write about this subject, and I’d like to have a chat with any of you if at all possible. 
Deer symbols, images, and signs are popping up like crazy, especially during this last week. Starting on the Solstice, I was doing a bit of spirit journeying when I came across a Male being or deity who wore a helmet that appeared in the shape of a Deer’s head, complete with a large rack of antlers. And then yesterday I got a totally unrelated Tarot reading from a friend and the first card that popped up, which was the Magician, featured the Magician in question wearing a helmet or headdress carved or designed like a Deer’s head, also complete with a rack of antlers. 
Deer and Deer energy isn’t new to me at all. I’m a Bow Hunter for one thing, but even outside of being a Hunter, I’ve been around Deer all of my life. There’s been times where Deer would come into town and there is a clearing half wayup the mountain from where I can see from my front porch, or at least when I used to be able to see that far, Doe’s and their young would hang around undisturbed. 
Of course, the most powerful Deer related moment that happened to me took place back in 2010 or 2011 when I was working on immigrating to Canada at the time. We went on an eight hour roar trip to take care of some irritating paperwork and on the way saw a good fifty to a hundred Deer hanging out on either side of the road and watching us as we drove by.
There are deities that I worship that have various levels of connection to Deer, with Freyr probably being the one with the most concrete connection to Deer, but I’m not sure if whom I came across and met was Freyr. My fledgling relationship with Frey is such that I’m not entire sure, but it didn’t feel like Frey, or Pwyll, or any of the other deities with a some sort of connection to Deer in any kind of way. 
So yeah, I’d like to know your stories, experiences, and any advice you are able to share with me regarding this subject.  Thank you all in advance!
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lostpeace · 2 years
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Arawn, the ruler of the Otherworld in Welsh myth.
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cryptrave · 1 year
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first branch of the mabinogi
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I am currently working on a dystopian novel.
It's a blend of the mythology of various cultures.
Needed another main character. As I think in actors, the character needed to be Welsh to support my new Michael Sheen addiction.
He shall be playing the Welsh King Arawn.
The mythology of Arawn and his friend Pwyll work beautifully within the narrative. I assume Pwyll is also Welsh but my favourite Scotsman, David Tennant, is currently playing him in my mind.
Might be temporary if I come up with a Scottish or other celtic character for him.
The tuatha de danaan have many spots he could fit.
He's definitely has more to offer as fae than human, which is what Pwyll was.
I don't imagine there's any way for Pwyll to still be human in the story I've created though.
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oespiritocelta · 8 months
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Mitologia - País de Gales
A maior fonte de informação sobre a mitologia do País de Gales vem do livro Mabinogion, que alguns estudiosos acreditam ser fragmentos da mitologia celta galesa, em especial as primeiras histórias, conhecidas como Os Quatro Ramos do Mabinogion.
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Primeiro Ramo:
Arawn: Arawn (Araun) é o rei do outro mundo na mitologia galesa (Annwn). Ele é um grande caçador e mágico habilidoso em mudar de forma.
Pwyll: Pwyll (Púil) é o rei de Dyfed, marido de Rhiannon e pai de Pryderi. Seu nome quer dizer "bom senso".
Rhiannon: Rhiannon é uma mulher do Outro Mundo, inteligente, bela e famosa por sua generosidade. Com Pwyll ela tem um filho, Pryderi e como viúva ela se casa com Manawydan. Rhiannon significa "grande rainha" e ela é considerada uma deusa da soberania, autoconfiança e resiliência. Como uma figura importante, ela aparece no Primeiro e no Terceiro Ramos.
Pryderi: Pryderi (Pridéri) é filho de Pwyll e da deusa Rhiannon. Ele é o único herói a aparecer em todos os quatro Ramos. Seu nome significa "cuidado, preocupação".
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Segundo Ramo:
Branwen: Branwen é casada com o rei da Irlanda, Matholwch e algumas pessoas acreditam que ela seja uma deusa do amor e da beleza. Seu nome significa "corvo branco".
Bendigeidfran: Bendigeidfran (Bendigueidvran) é o gigante rei da Grã-Bretanha e irmão de Brânwen e Manawydan. Seu nome é geralmente traduzido como "corvo abençoado". Quando estava morrendo, Bendigeidfran ordenou que seus seguidores cortassem sua cabeça e a enterrassem sob onde hoje fica a Torre de Londres como um talismã para proteger a Grã-Bretanha de invasões estrangeiras. Hoje em dia, na Torre de Londres, há um grupo de corvos cativos que se acredita protegerem a Coroa e a Torre.
Manawydan: Manawydan (Manauídan) é irmão de Branwen e Bendigeidfran. Ele é associado com o deus dos mares irlandês Manannán mac Lir. As aparições mais importantes de Manawydan ocorrem no Segundo e Terceiro Ramos do Mabinogion.
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Quarto Ramo:
Arianrhod: Arianrhod (Arianród) é a deusa do cosmos e do destino. Seu nome significa "roda de prata", simbolizando a lua e/ou a roda que tece o destino. No Mabinogion, ela é mãe de Lleu Llaw Gyffes. Na mitologia galesa, a constelação Corona Borealis é chamada de Caer Arianrhod (o Castelo de Arianrhod).
Lleu Llaw Gyffes: Lleu Llaw Gyffes (Lei Lau Guifes) é filho de Arianrhod. Ele foi negado de um nome, armas e uma esposa, mas seu tio Gwydion forneceu-lhe tudo com truques. Seu nome quer dizer “o de cabelos claros com mãos habilidosas” e ele é visto como o equivalente do deus irlandês Lugh.
Blodeuwedd: Blodeuwedd (Blodêiued) é a esposa de Lleu Llaw Gyffes, feita de flores pelos mágicos Math e Gwydion e que se transforma em uma coruja no final do conto. Seu nome significa "rosto de flor" e ela é considerada deusa da beleza, inteligência e independência.
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Outras Histórias:
Ceridwen: Ceridwen (Queríduen) é uma feiticeira que aparece na versão mítica da vida do verdadeiro bardo Taliesin. Ela é considerada uma deusa da inspiração, da memória e do tempo.
Awen: Awen (Auen) é uma palavra galesa que quer dizer "inspiração". É junção da inspiração divina com a imaginação, é o que faz o ser humano compreender o significado e a profundidade das coisas. Awen é a poção que Ceridwen prepara em seu caldeirão cuja apenas as três primeiras gotas concedem conhecimento infinito. 
Annwn: Annwn, (Anúven) é o Outro Mundo na mitologia galesa. Governado por Arawn, é um mundo adjacente ao nosso; entre os dois mundos não existem fronteiras, apenas a consciência de uma nova dimensão. Annwn é um mundo sem doenças e com comida sempre abundante.
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antonpix-blog · 1 year
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The third part of triptych represents the prince of Dyfed himself - the main protagonist of the the First branch if Mabinogi. I tried to make him look more like generic ancient celt though of course it us not an accuracy historic reconstruction. The tattoo on his head represent his sacred animal - a horse. #mabinogion #celticmythology #welshmythology #fantasyart #pwyll #characterdesign #celts #wales (at ვაკე - Vake) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp7cvG4IuID/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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lomakes · 1 year
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Rhiannon✨
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the NotThem is one of my favourite tma creatures, and i really like listening to mag77 because they connect them to changelings and also the added bonus of fucked up mother-daughter relationships. i would personally love to listen to rose cooper's recordings on english and welsh folklore
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birdsofrhiannon · 4 months
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Mabinogi - Pwyll Pendefig Dyfed
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*air horn noises* IT'S DAY ONE OF @lovely-blue-galaxy's RICHJAKE WEEK. THE PROMPT WAS RAIN
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Rich didn’t normally hate the rain, but he wasn’t normally being drenched as he skateboarded to his house. He didn’t have a car and like hell would he accept a drive from someone.
“I’ll be fine Brooke, it isn’t gonna rain. I won’t need a ride, Brooke. And look where that got me!” Rich said to himself, feeling the rain soak through his clothes and backpack.
A car sped by, crashing through a puddle and splashing Rich with muddy water. Wonderful, He thought to himself as he tried to shake the water off his hands. (It didn’t work)
Looking at the sky, cursing the universe, Rich heard a voice,
“Yo! Rich! Wait up!”
The one and only Jake Dillinger had come to save the day (theoretically, in actuality he would probably just make Rich feel inadequate and inferior because he knew Jake would never go past the friendship part of their relationship ship).
Rich was turned towards Jake, watching him sprint towards him in the rain, covering his head with his jacket. He reached the shorter boy, who was standing with his arms crossed and an eyebrow raised; he was pretending that the rain wasn’t bothering him and that his heart wasn’t pounding.
Jake was breathless (from running, not Rich) and his hands were on his knees. Jake probably had the best stamina of anyone in track, but before Rich could ask how long he’d been running, Jake looked up at him and said, “Are you Rhiannon? ‘cause I can’t catch up with you.”
Rich let out an ungodly snort. It really wasn’t that surprising that Jake would sprint to Rich through the rain to get his opinion on a pick-up line, “First off, that doesn’t even make sense. Secondly, I don't think that's gonna work on anyone, at all.” 
Except for me, apparently, Rich thought, praying Jake wouldn’t notice that his lisp was ten times more apparent.
Jake’s breathless grin turned to a small frown as he looked to the ground, considering something, “But you were talking about that… Pwill… Pwish… Person yesterday?” Jake asked looking back up at Rich.
That pick-up line wasn’t for him, right? (It wasn’t, there was no way it could be. This is Jake Dillinger, he wouldn’t flirt with Rich)
“I don’t know how many girls are into the story of Pwyll, Prince of Dyed Jake,” Rich was looking down at Jake who was still trying to catch his breath.
Jake paused momentarily, Rich felt the rain going down harder and glanced back down at Jake. His hands were still on his knees and his eyebrows were furrowed as if he was considering something.
“Well if that’s all that you ran here to say to me, I guess we’re done here,” Before Rich could try and casually skateboard away, Jake finally broke the silence.
“It wasn’t for a girl Rich.”
And boy that was not what Rich was expecting. (But he wasn’t complaining)
Rich was one of those people who prided themselves on the fact that they didn’t blush. And sometimes, Rich was fucking a liar since his face turned bright crimson when he and Jake made eye contact.
Jake was standing and had seemingly gotten 10 inches closer to Rich in the time he’d had his back turned to him. 
Rich would be one of the first to admit Jake was good-looking. But there’s a difference between Jake’s normal good-looking, beautiful face and the expression of vulnerability he had now.
Jake swallowed, eyes darting between Rich’s eyes, lips, or anywhere else but Rich. The silence between them was heavier than the rain pouring down on them
Shit, say something, fuck, Rich panicked, feeling the horrible awkwardness and standstill dig into him.
“Um, cool?”
Jake’s face fell like a trigger had been pulled.
Wrong thing. (Of course it’s the wrong thing to say! Who says cool to something like that?! Idiot.)
“Good? It’s a good thing, a good thing,” Rich tried to reassure Jake, hands flailing in his general direction as he attempted to, what, comfort him? (He didn’t think it was working)
Jake nodded at the ground, “Okay, great, a good thing, we can work with this.”
Rich raised his eyebrows, ignoring literally every single emotion running through his entire being at the moment, he asked “What’s a good thing?”
Jake jerked his head back to Rich, “You saying that me making the pick-up line for you is a good thing.” He looked at Rich, his eyes searching Rich’s for something. (Hope? Was that hope? Rich could handle a lot of things, hope might not be one of those things)
“It’s a good thing, right?” Jake asked Rich, head tilting down to him.
Rich swallowed, he could feel his face rise about 5 degrees Fahrenheit. “Yeah, yup. Good thing. You, making, a pick-up line, specifically based on something I was talking about. Great. Wonderful. Yup.” Was Rich the only one this hot? And was the poud=nding he heard the rain or his heart because Roch could honestly not tell (He also didn’t care all that much, not with Jake being that close)
Jake’s grin was blinding, part pure joy and part charming. The corners of his eyes were crinkled, And oh my god his eyes, Rich thought, subconsciously glancing between Jake’s eyes and lips.
And the only thought that ran through Rich’s head was, Finally.
Before what had started as a relatively (emphasis on relatively) chaste kiss could progress into anything else, a boom of thunder rang through the boys’ ears. 
Rich and Jake sprang apart, Jake wearing a shit-eating smirk, “Was that thunder or was that my heart?”
Rich looked at Jake with eyebrows raised, unimpressed. “That was horrible, please shut up”
Jake looked back at Rich, eyes sparkling with the very essence of someone who’s laid the perfect trap. 
Don’t you fucki-
“Make me.”
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15pantheons · 2 years
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Arawn: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I’ll wait.  Pwyll: You and me!  Arawn: *tearing up* Ok.
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