#Welsh legends

[gingersnaptaff]

My friend made me a meme. :3

[rrcraft-and-lore]

The demon, Hiranyakashipu, and the Welsh hero, Lleu Llaw Gyffes -- what do they have in common?

Well, something I've talked a lot about before in some other threads that can be boiled down (a touch unfairly and we'll get into that) into the myth/trope of impenetrability or weakness. The idea of a character (usually a hero, sometimes a villain/monster) having "NO" weaknesses (terms and conditions apply - see: they have ONE you just might not know it).

So, Lleu Llaw Gyffes, Welsh hero, he cannot be killed during the day or night, nor indoors or outdoors, neither riding nor walking, not clothed and not naked, nor by any weapon lawfully made.

Interestingly enough Hiranyakashipu has a very similar condition - the demon, manages to get a boon from the creator god, Brahma at first he asks for immortality, which he is denied. However, he manages to sort of work his way there with a loophole (only...that loop was certainly holed back at him - as it often is in old epics and tales).

He wished that he could not meet death by any living entities created by god, that he could not fall during true day time or night, nor on the ground or sky, or by animal or man, and he continues to lay his conditions as such can't be killed by a god, or a demon, or a snake from a lower plane of existence.

Only...enter Vishnu, a god who is not Brahma who did not create the demon, or others. To get around this, Vishnu becomes the incarnation and avatar of himself, Narasimha

Not mortal man, or god, or demon, or full animal. But something between them all, he grabs the demon and places him on his lap - thus he is no longer in the sky or ground, and it is done at twilight (not day or night but between - the transition), and he rips him apart with his clawed hands - not a made weapon, but something natural. Both Lleu Llaw Gyffes and the demon Hiranyakashipu had progenitors and thus grandfathers.

Interestingly enough Lleu is the grandson of: Beli Mawr or Beli the Great. Our demon is the descendent of Mahabali or Bali Maharaj - Bali the Great, Bali the King (demon king in this case).

Now, I've talked about the similarities of myths and tropes and beats in epics and tales out of these two (and other cultures) before and it's likely owing to shared P.I.E. (proto indo european) origins backed up by shared genetic ancestry scientists have discovered linking Indians and Celts to the P.I.E group not to mention the etymological similarities. The differences here are one is a hero, and thus his weakness is not exploited in full and he doesn't die. 

Going back though, we have German story of Siegfried the dragonslayer, who bathes in the blood of Fafnir after killing him (due to a broken scale/exposed weakness in the armor - hi smaug), and thus himself gets invulnerable/impenetrable skin (terms and conditions apply) where the leaf of a linden (lime tree) sticks to his back preventing it from being coated in protective dragon's blood. Later his lover is tricked into divulging his weak spot (something similar happens to Lleu only he survives) and in this case Siegfried is killed. 

This is just one of many connections in shared myths around the world/tropes/beats and how other parts play out differently (some cultures also just love taking things to a much darker place - stares). LIGHTEN UP A LITTLE.

Anywhoooo there's a small fun little myth.

[gawrkin]

Hmm...

(Source: Welsh Legends and Folktales by Dyfed Lloyd Evans)

[mask131]

Green spring: Ceridwen

CERIDWEN

Category: Welsh legends

Ceridwen (or Cerridwen depending on how you write it), is one of the famous female figures of Welsh legends, and that despite her appearing in only one story, told times and times again… The story of Taliesin.

Ceridwen was a powerful sorceress who lived in the north of Wales, in the region of Penllyn, near the Bala Lake. She was the wife of Tegi Foel (Tacitus the Bald), and together they had two children. One a daughter called Creirwy, who was renowned for her great beauty. The other was a son, called Morfran (“sea crow”) and who was extremely hideous, the complete opposite of his sister. (In alternate versions of the story, Morfran isn’t actually the “ugly child” of Ceridwen – it is rather a second son, called Afagddu, “utter darkness”, but he seems to have been a late invention).

All in all, Ceridwen had a dreadfully ugly son, and the enchantress did not stand for this. She couldn’t make him beautiful with her powers… but she could give him a great advantage that would compensate his repulsive appearance. So, she went onto a big magical project to give her son an immense wisdom, so that his spirit would shine where his body could not. In order to do so, she took a great cauldron and brewed in it a magical potion that would give her son not only great wisdom, but also the “awen”, the inspiration of the poets and the bards, a form of eloquence and creativity that also allowed one to have some fortune-telling and soothsaying gifts. The potion had to be kept boiling for one year and one day in order to work, and to keep the fire lit and the liquid boiling, Ceridwen hired two men. One was a blind man called Morda, whose task was to feed the cauldron’s fire ; the other was a young boy named Gwion Bach (of his full name, Gwion Bach ap Gwreang), whose role was to stir the mixture without stopping. Once the potion was done, Ceridwen’s son was only to drink the first three drops of it – those were the ones filled with knowledge and talent. The rest of the potion would turn to poison once the first drops were consumed. The two employees of Ceridwen worked hard for one year and one day – but on the last day, three drops jumped out of the boiling cauldron and landed on Gwion’s thumb. The boy, burned by the hot liquid, put the thumb to his mouth – and unwittingly absorbed the potion, with all the wisdom an all the “awen” into it. Gwion, now extremely intelligent and knowledgeable, understood what he had done, and understood how angry Ceridwen would be with him – angry enough to kill him. So he decided to flee, far, far away…

And he was right to do so, because upon Ceridwen learning of the incident, she set chase to the boy – tracking him down with all her magical powers. Fortunately for Gwion, the potion also contained magical talent and knowledge, and so he could use magic to flee. To avoid Ceridwen’s fury, Gwion turned himself into a hare – but Ceridwen saw through the trick, and turned into a greyhound. Gwion in turn jumped in a river and became a fish, and Ceridwen upon seeing this turned into an otter. Gwion then fled through the sky, as a small bird – she became an hawk. Gwion’s last and final transformation was into a single grain of corn, hiding among many others in a farm or a field. But Ceridwen would not give up – she became a hen and devoured all the grains of corn, Gwion included, finally putting an end to the boy’s life.

However, she hadn’t planned something… the potion had turned Gwion powerful and magical. He was not fully killed upon being eaten by the sorceress – but rather, he reformed himself, was recreated inside of her… and Ceridwen found herself pregnant with Gwion’s reincarnation. Learning that, she decided to kill the child as soon as he was born – but after her delivery, Ceridwen was touched by the immense beauty of the babe… The baby was so beautiful she could not resolve herself to kill him herself, and rather placed him into a leather bag, sew the bag, and threw it into the sea. But the child did not die – the bag actually floated, and landed on another shore of Wales, somewhere near Aberdyfi, where the boy was rescued and adopted by a prince, Elffin ap Gwyddno. And the prince named the lost child “Taliesin”, who would become one of the most powerful and legendary bards of Welsh legends.

This is the medieval tale of Ceridwen, told times and times again. But most people agree that this tale is probably not the original one… You see, Welsh culture was, like all of the Celtic cultures of the British Isles, heavily Christianized by the Middle-Ages, and the problem is that most Celtic legends were recorded in those Christian times. So… the pagan stories tend to be refitted for a Christian lore. It happened for example with the Irish Celtic gods, who were turned into mere human sorcerers in medieval texts. And it is thought to have happened with Ceridwen – who probably was a goddess in early versions of the story, rather than an enchantress. Now, the theory as to what was Ceridwen’s original divine nature are numerous. The first theory to arise claimed that Ceridwen was a goddess of poetry, since her and her cauldron were heavily used as metaphors when it came to poetic inspiration and the poetic art. Another theory claims she was a goddess of the dawn – though with not much evidence.

Most famously, Robert Graves (yep, him again), in his invention of the “Threefold Goddess” archetype, used Ceridwen as a manifestation of this entity – claiming that Ceridwen as a manifestation of the destructive side of the Triple Goddess. This interpretation of the character became VERY famous in the neo-pagan world, due to Graves’ heavy influence other those movements – she was particularly reused by the neo-druids and by Wicca. They reinvented Ceridwen as one of the many identities and manifestations of the “Great Goddess” – she became seen as a deity of change, rebirth and transformations, keeper of the cauldron of knowledge and inspiration, as the Welsh goddess of death and fertility, and/or as the queen of all Welsh witches, and source of all magic. Some even go further and place her in a newly invented tetrad alongside other figures of Welsh and Celtic myth: in it, Ceridwen is the “guardian of the West”, queen of water and autumn, whose animal is the snake, alongside Lug (guardian of the East), Nuada (guardian of the South) and character named Fal (guardian of the North). [Don’t know who he is, couldn’t find him, maybe he was completely invented]

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If you haven’t heard of him, Taliesin is one of the great heroes of Welsh legends, and while Ceridwen pretty much disappears once he is born, he had a long and very eventful life. He was a famous poet and bard, so famous he was often called “Ben Beirdd”, “chief of bards”. It is unclear if Taliesin actually existed as a historical character or not (he is very similar in this aspect to another figure of the Welsh legends, king Arthur), but we recorded numerous legends about him, turning him into a poet-sorcerer (because bards were thought to have innate magical powers in Celtic lore, and the limit between poems and spells was very blurry).

Raised by the prince, as I said before, Taliesin, “the radiant brow”, at the age of thirteen prophesized the future death of king Maelgwn Gwynedd (the uncle of his adoptive father, and his political rival). He became one of the “five most renowned British poets”, alongside Talhaearn Tad Awen, Cian Gwenith Gwawd, Blwchfardd, and Aneirin. He had a son, named Afaon, who was a great warrior According to some he was one of the faithful companions of Bran the Blessed, the giant-king of Britain, and for others he even was the bard of the court of King Arthur.

[bookjotter6865]

DEWITHON ‘24: Llyfrbabble (Bookbabble) #2

A series of short posts highlighting recent cultural and bookish chatter from Wales This is the second post of D24 in which we look at literary and other cultural goings-on (Welsh speakers may prefer sgwrsio llenyddol Cymraeg) from the land of poetry and song. ****************************   Are You a Cwlture Vwlture?   For those of you with an ear for a tune and a liking for underground…

[la-belle-histoire]

Guinevere and Iseult: Cartoon for Stained Glass, William Morris. 1862.

[english-history-trip]

[the-evil-clergyman]

Illustrations from The Mabinogion by Alan Lee (2001)

[cesarescabinet]

Note: This is just for fun and because I'm nosy. I realize the timeline for inspiration is not always simple and can be a bit muddy.

[toadlett]

Doing a lazier version of @mortiscausa's fantastic arthurian drawing challenge! I'm using the prompts to inspire some pencil drawings based on the Mabinogion's tale of Kilwhch and Olwen (which in turn is the basis for a book I'm working on). First up, "Quest."

(edit: reuploaded the image without embarrasing typos oops!)

[queer-ragnelle]

The Battle of the Trees by Taliesin | The Two Towers (2002) | The Two Towers by JRR Tolkien | The Green Knight (2021) | The Cure | Les Savy Fav | The Last Unicorn (1982) | Pocahontas (1995) | The Two Towers by JRR Tolkien | Magic the Gathering | Pokémon | The Adventures of Tom Bombadil by JRR Tolkien | The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein | The Wizard of Oz (1939) | Ocarina of Time | Breath of the Wild 2 | Wikipedia | King Arthur: Legend of the Sword (2017) | Fantasia 2000 (1999) | The Bright Sword by Lev Grossman | Guardians of the Galaxy (2014) | Guardians of the Galaxy Vol 2 (2017) | Pokémon 4Ever (2001) | Yvain Knight with The Lion by John Howe | The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein

[gingersnaptaff]

I read the mention in your post about Gwalhafed ap Gwyar. It's such a shame he's not featured anywhere else, besides the places he features in the Welsh Arthuriana. I'd like have to know more about him.

Hi Anon!!! This is pretty much all we know about Gwalhafed. I've tried looking for the poem that he's mentioned in that's written by Llygad Gŵr (he was a eulogist active in the court of Llywelyn ap Gruffudd, the last true Prince of Wales) but so far, I haven't found it. I'll add it to this post when I do! The fact that he's (apparently) seen as the origin of the name Galahad is, perhaps, a bit of a stretch. I'd say it's more because they sound similar than because they share any actual meaning or root.

(Also, Gwalchmai and Gwalhafed being named after birds of prey makes me think that his parents DEFO loved birds. I know they're fictional but still.)

[rrcraft-and-lore]

Once upon a time

Everyone knows once upon a time, but did you know that countless cultures have their variation of how classic stories begin, and one one from Welsh is, "A long time ago," similar to a few others from other cultures that go, "A long long time ago."

But, some, like Lithuanian go: "Beyond nine seas, beyond nine lagoons," similar to the Czech, "Beyond seven mountain ranges, beyond seven rivers."

These are some variations from Arab texts: This happened or maybe it did not. The time is long past and much is forgot.

There was or there was not—is anything sure or certain but the greatness of Allah?—a king so powerful that man and Djinn bowed before him.

This is how many Hausa tales are begun “A story, a story. Let it go, let it come.”

And of course, we have one that is a combination and modern invention that has become part of media culture and storied greatness: "A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away." <3

These are just some. But it's been among the most wonderful part of my research before I began putting down the first words for Tales of Tremaine. But the art of storytelling is one of the most human things there is. It's central to us, and it has passed long and far by tongue and time over lands and through cultures. Some beginnings are so similar to each other, some not so much.

But then you see the threads between them in the stories, the themes, tropes, archetypes, motifs. But the traditions span the world. They are old. They are cool. And they are beautiful.

And storytelling is one of the gifts that connects us all, like music, and other arts.

[gawrkin]

I like how this version of the Rhitta Gawr story makes "Knights of the Round Table = the Wild Hunt" comparisons more explicit.

(Source: Welsh Legends and Folktales by Dyfed Lloyd Evans)

[awinterrosesstuff]

Welsh/Celtic/Arthurian folklore : Merlin

[therealcalicali]

Excalibur, 1981