a celtic primer

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The Celts of central Europe can be known only through Caesars book on how he

conquered them, wherein anecdotes about their culture are many. This is "The

conquest of Gaul" by Julius Caesar. It's like Custer writing about American

Indian tribes. Very similar. "This is how they were, looked, etc., and this

is how I beat their butts into submission..."

 

There are also many speakings about the Celts in the writings of many other

Roman and Greek historians, but these are scant, not extensive.

 

All in all, the most we know of the European Celts, who lived in their own

ways until around 100 BC when Rome and others really intervened, is from

archaeology and Caesar, and some Greek historians.

 

If you are one, a Celt, then you can gleen more from these things than if

you have a natural distaste for the Celts bred into you, which is fine, we

are NOT all one in culture. And we don't have to be.

 

And to those who say the Celts are no more, I say "not true, buddy".

 

But from what we know, archaeologically and through the writings, and the

speakings of Celts to the ancient historians, the Celts claim descent, like

Hindus, from certain Gods and certain worlds. They do not say, "oh we got

our culture from India"... etc...no, not at all. They claim they came from

various Gods, from the underworld, or heaven, etc. It's very similar to

Hinduism, which teaches that the people came from the Demigods mating, so to

speak...the "prajapatis", Sanskrit for "the progenitors".

 

They came from Dis, Goddess of the underworld, or elsewhere. The stories are

VERY much like Hinduism, just the language sounds quite different, and to

me, much more attractive, because it is in my blood. I am a Celt. I love

Celt. I love Gaelic.

 

The archaeologists are CERTAINLY NOT settled on one origin. The Celts remain

a mystery. They were called "Keltoi" by the Greeks, which means "the mystery

people". "Celt" is like "Hindu", a sweeping title that doesn't really

exist. You were a member of a tribe, Averni, Adui, Helveti, Belgi, Briton,

Tekton, etc. You were not "Celt". You spoke a language like the other

tribes, but you were of a tribe. All were related, like cousins, but there

was no word "Celt", just tribal and family names. The people of Europe. It

was just understood. Others called us names. We did not.

 

There were all these tribes, and they had very odd cultures compared to

today, like Maya, Aztec, Inca, etc., and they were not understood by the

mediterraneans, the Greeks and Romans, so they were labeled in various ways,

like "Barbarian", or "Mysterious" or "Heathen" whatever... but the bottom

line is that they were not understood, that's all. They were beautiful,

unique, wonderful people, who were obliterated more or less by more

mechanistic Rome and by more fierce neihboring tribes of other but somewhat

similar cultures, such as Tueton and Norse.

 

Now mind you, the Romans traded peacefully with them for a very long time

before the "shit hit the fan". There were peaceful Roman villages for

trading purposes near major Celtic villages in Europe.

 

I'm sure the Celts back then would have said "our astrology came from the

Gods" just as the Hindus believe.

 

Although they were willing to learn from others, and did, they certainly had

an extensive language and culture all their own, which emanated heavily from

their farthest off places it seems, that is, Ireland and England.

Apparently, tucked furthest from Rome and other invading countries was some

of their strongest Druidic centers, or so the histories of Rome tell us,

which may be Propaganda for invading Britain, unfortunately. Archaeology

does seem to show great advancement in Ireland however, and large Druid

training centers in England, Scotland, etc.

 

The more one studies Celtic matters, the more you can see that it is unique,

is not fully coming from another place, but has alot in common with other

ancient cultures. It was distinct, and I miss it greatly.

 

In fact, I feel very very estranged from modern life even more so now that I

know more about Keltoi. On top of Hinduism and Jyotish, this study has been

quite estranging. In fact, I really don't know how to live now, where to go,

what to do, or what to care about. The plastic world of America now seems

all the more unattractive, even more than before.

 

I may have to move to some remote part of Ireland or Whales, find some

pagans, and join the circle, in order to pass the rest of my life in some

version of happiness and peace.

 

Now that my kids have set me free fully, I have the option. I am

considering. I have invatations to go here and there. I cry alot when not

engaged in helping others directly, but don't like being just sucked up in

Hindu world alone, which is so easy to happen to me, as it is right now at

this very moment. I am very much involved right now that way, which is fine,

but not fine. I long for a mix where true ancient Celtic/Gaelic pagan

culture also plays a part, but problem is, it hardly exists on earth

anywhere, except where singular and solitary individuals carry it on for

themself alone.

 

Like a know a woman in Remote Ireland who is a devotee of Brigit big time,

having left the modern world to do that. The old cave graves, standing

stones, holy places, are there, but totally abandoned by most except as

oddities for tourists to stare at.

 

I agree with the other speaker, dating is nearly impossible, a farce

usually. I go home and cry. The space ship left without me. Where is my

companion, my lass.

 

I want this pain to end. I have to find a positive forward moving life

again.

 

I hold onto a painting I made of Verkingetorix for strength. Knowing that

they sacrificed so greatly helps me to hold on.

 

I just can't get excited about modern life. I know how to read the omens all

around me. I know astrology. I hear the ancestors. I see the wheel of time.

I love everyone. But where is my village?, people?, wife?, language?

ancestors? and so on? Seemingly all gone.

 

I can see my friends from long ago sticking their heads out of our large

cave, all painted, with hair all up, and so many smiles, and waving good bye

and blowing me kisses. But where was I going? Why can't I go back? Where is

that cave? Where are they?

 

I want to go home. I'm very lonely.

 

Thanks to you all for tolerating this discussion which is not for everyone,

I understand, and not exactly Vedic astrology, I understand, thank you for

indulging those of us who are lonely Celts wondering what the hell to do

next.

 

I remember we painted ourselves, and danced. I remember the Christians came,

and how we laughed at the cross, and twisted it into a triskalian with a

stem at the bottom, and planted that near the fire like artwork. I remember

painting Romans, and helping them to learn to dance, which was odd for them.

We painted the walls. It was beautiful. We were beautiful. The Cross was the

way romans killed people. We tried to stop them. Last thing we would embrace

is their version of the electric chair. We had our own way of killing, it

was not a cross. Why should we bow to a culture from so far away who simply

takes everything from our temples, ruining our cultures?

 

Why should we let Padraig chase off our Druids?

 

I miss my family very badly. I do not like modern times and how the culture

is so impersonal, so mixed, which makes me lonely.

 

If you don't know, know it now, although we agree with Hinduism much, we do

not fully, for example, we wish to reincarnate as Celts, not just anything,

and therefore just being a soul doesn't mean we wish to lose our culture and

become in another, for it is a farce for a Celt to say they were Hindu, or

wish to be one. It is abandoning your own, which we don't fondle. I will

live with my ancestors, and my bonds and ties, duties and affections shall

all remain. So the slaughter was a collective soul loss, which only some of

us recognize. The soul of the Celts is damaged. Some of us feel it for the

rest of us. Hence my tears. I know my tears. They do have a healing place,

but it is not yet, so they cannot yet stop. There is no answer, but to

repair the Celtic nations. We believe in sacrifice, and my tears are one

such. I shall'nt stop until I have at least a small circle of true knowers

and friends. Not mixed with Christianity, not mixed with Roman thought. I

wish for real Celtic. I wish for my real family again, with Druids, with

families, Durbfines, and everything. Then I can be happy.

 

I again thank you for your indulgence, for you need not pay attention to me,

but if you have, I thank you, and thank you for allowing me on your grounds.

 

with love

 

mackay