This isn’t the first time I’ve attempted to read the Mabinogion,
…a Welsh collection of ancient mythical tales first put to paper in medieval times, thought to be the UK’s oldest literary text.
In my early 20s, I dove in to these stories, but couldn’t get into them. Men with big swords? Women being sold and bargained with? Kingdoms and battles and egos, and the most painful degree of patriarchy? Nope nope nope. At that time, I hadn’t learned how to consume culture critically – I only knew that if it wasn’t cool (according to my personal/political definition) then I couldn’t have it, and didn’t want it anyway.
I return to these tales now with a different perspective. I can acknowledge and critique the problematic elements of the Mabinogi, but I can also find pleasure in them. I’m here for the half-humans, the goddesses, the dragons, the many magic spells. I’m here for the year and a day promises, the uncatchable horses, the romance and the trickery. There’s so much here to enjoy and learn. So many characters who are central to Welsh and Celtic mythology, and here is where we meet them first. The Mabinogion is also a historical text – the Celtic kingdoms under so much contention here were real and the fantastical stories are set against a backdrop of real-life warring and power struggles.
Here are just a few of the wonders I’ve read about so far…
(I’m reading Sioned Davies’ translation, published by Oxford.)
…An immeasurably huge army of mice…that are actually people transformed into rodents in order to inflict a terrible crop-eating plague to punish a man.
…Rhiannon, who rides a horse that nobody can catch – even though it always looks like it’s going at a regular pace.
…A man who can only be killed as follows:
“‘By making a bath for me on a riverbank, and constructing an arched roof above the tub, and then thatching that well and watertight. And bringing a billygoat,’ he said, ‘and standing it beside the tub; and I place one foot on the back of the billy-goat and the other on the edge of the tub. Whoever should strike me in that position would bring about my death.’
‘Well,’ she said, ‘I thank God for that. That can be avoided easily.'”
(Spoiler: She has him killed in precisely this position.)
…A cauldron into which you can throw soldiers killed in battle, so that the next day they come back to life (a gift from Ireland).
…A plague that manifests as a terrible wailing on Beltane, that makes men weak and women miscarry and everybody go mad, that is actually caused by a never-ending battle between two dragons, the Welsh dragon wailing when maimed.
…The Three Fortunate Concealments, The Three Unfortunate Disclosures, The Three Unfortunate Blows, The Three People who Broke The Hearts From Sorrow, and Three of many other happy and sad things.
Anyway, back to reality. It’s the weekend!
Here’s some great reading to curl up with.
Let’s start with a song. Hit play!
+ HUGE shout-out and gratitude to the activists who are currently succeeding in stopping the UK Arms Fair.
— CAAT (@CAATuk) September 9, 2017
… I acknowledged the discomfort that I felt when I realized that my idea of self-care was dependent on consumerism. I asked myself this simple, yet humongous question: what does internal liberation look like? Immediately I knew that my answer involved not having to search for things outside of myself.
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However you’re spending your weekend, friends, have a good one :)