Here’s my own response to the first prompt on my new haiku/haibun prompt site “On the Road” Prompt – ‘May the Road rise up to meet you’
When I was in Ireland I followed a winding road that led me to the Hill of Tara. There I sat upon a fairy mound. All around me the light danced and distances disappeared in a gold haze. It seemed to me then that I heard the wild, jubilant refrain of the Tuatha de Danann partying in the hollow Earth beneath me.
In my mind’s eye I saw these mythical folk were proud and tall Their faces had an elvish cast and raiment of silver and ice blue hung around their bodies in shimmering veils. As they appeared before me I felt an energy and power far outside of my normal frames of reference.
Sometimes, even now, I feel the presence of these beings. They whisper to me in my dreams. All is not as it seems, they say. The time of the prophecies draws near.*
holding me spellbound
– anything’s possible
*Irish legends say that the Tuatha de Danann are magical beings that inhabited Ireland before the invasion of the Milesian people (the Celts). At that time the Tuatha de Danann retired to the inner realms within the Earth. Many prophecies say they will return at a time of great strife to engage with the forces of darkness in one last battle – a battle they will win.
In Jungian psychology the supernatural Tuatha de Danann can be seen as representing the elements in our psyche or unconscious imagination that are currently in hiding because our relationship to the magic of life is damaged. Following on that idea perhaps it is now when climate changes threatens our very existence that those elements are beginning to emerge from deep within us. One of the great battles of our age is the battle with the forces of greed, power and the heedless destruction of our planet. It is battle that takes place both in the outer world and in our own hearts and minds.
While my rational mind feels an affinity with those ideas there is a part of me that holds the feeling that one great day the magical beings in hiding across the Earth will walk among us openly. In my imagination the Tuatha de Danann lead the way.