Do you know when kissing the Blarney stone started, or how and why? When my sister went to Ireland, she partook in that event.The Irish have a huge appetite for verbalization, be it singing, oration, writing (a large proportion of great writers for such a relatively small country), or just simple story telling. Don't forget: Ireland is the home of the Blarney Stone. It's not at all surprising that their myths have gotten a lot of publicity.
The stories about the Blarney Stone may be mythological in nature but the stone itself is real. That's one thing I find fascinating about many of the Celtic myths and legends. Many of them have actual spots where you can see things, such as the stone. Someday, I'd love to visit the Emerald Isle and visit the Blarney Stone. I wouldn't want to kiss it, though.The Blarney Stone is mythological.
Yeah, I have to agree. I don't think I could kiss the stone either - too many other lips have touched it, the whole idea makes me uneasy.I'm not a germaphobe, but the idea of kissing the Blarney Stone skeeves me out, simply because so many people have kissed it.
At one point the Celts were freakin' all over the place.Refering to the original thread here, my research into fairies, pixies and elfs in Celtic Mythology has taken me all over the UK and beyond. I was as surprised as you Setharoth. I thought that the Celts were exclusive to one geographical area, but they are not.
I think much of what we think of today as Celtic culture might be romanticized.Evidently!! They must have been rather a nomadic people. I do get lost in their lifestyle and music and often think that I was born in the wrong time period. I then look at all my modern conveniences and say "NAH."
¶ That could be considered heresy by many Celtophiles, especially those of the feminist variety. Fortunately their politeness seems to be matching your integrity.I think much of what we think of today as Celtic culture might be romanticized.
I mean...Enya? Really!?.......
I agree.I actually think Enya is okay...in small doses.
Very small doses.
Tintsy weeny doses
I don't recall Enya ever grunting. Must be the O'Riordan gal.I agree.
I haven't heard her recently, but in some of her earlier songs she would make strange grunting noises that were really yucky. No, maybe that was Delores O'Riordan. I get female Irish vocalists mixed up.
There is a man there that helps you to lay on your back; evidently the stone is imbedded in a wall and your
head has to hang under it in order for you to be in position so you can give the stone your oral lovin'.