A Festival of Transition

[Eva Libre]

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A Festival of Transition

Lughnasa celebrates the cyclical nature of existence and presents a wonderful opportunity to consider how we have changed.

To ancient peoples, the yearly harvest was a reflection of the human cycle of birth and death. The reaping of food crops was associated with the spiritual abundance that sustained the soul. Yet harvest times were also a sign of autumn’s chill and winter’s imminent harsh frosts. The Celtic peoples of centuries past acknowledged the season’s first harvest with the festival of Lughnasa, the feast of the first fruits. Celebrated on August 1, it symbolized a turning point in the life cycle of Mother Earth. It was both a joyous celebration of plenty and a solemn wake for the decline of the potency of the sun god Lugh, from which the festival takes its name.

What we know of Lughnasa, known also as Lammas or the celebration of loaves, has survived in the rituals that are still practiced today. It is associated with grain, fruit, flowers, water, and soil. Grand fairs and feasts were held, during which a portion of the newly picked grains were baked into man-shaped loaves commemorating the coming demise of Lugh. The descendants of those who first celebrated the summer harvest keep the traditions of Lughnasa alive in the fairs and sporting events that take place on August 1 throughout Ireland, England, Scotland, and Wales.

Lughnasa is primarily a festival of transition, and thus presents a wonderful opportunity to consider how our lives have changed in the recent past. If you choose to celebrate the harvest by baking bread, adding ingredients you have reaped from your own garden will reinforce your connection to the Earth. Eat your bread with loved ones while openly sharing stories of the new beginnings you are celebrating and the endings you are mourning. As you honor the cyclical nature of existence, reflect upon the fact that just as there is joy to be found in the sowing and reaping, each of life’s phases is worthy of celebration too.

by Madisyn Taylor

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