Tales of the Tuatha ( chapter 1 of the keep it sweet and short tales) Niamh’s Journey of dreams



This series began as simple 100 word tales and then later developed into a story of a young girl’s vision (Chapters 1-38) as she looked for the dreams she had accidentally spilled out on the path.  Thank you my readers for the large and loyal following that grew as the stories unfolded and became a mythical journey of her spirit.

They are not strictly tales of the “tuatha de danaan” but encompass many myths and stories  on the way and will need revising to become more cohesive but here they are in the first spilling of the tales.

forward:  as the Tuatha de danaan  and the sidhe who are usually associated with Irish myth but were also part of the Gaelic Scottish and Manx mythology I have loosely based the stories on traditional myth of both places and my own telling to include a journey that spans both Scotland and Ireland with apologies to any scholars or purists.

let’s rest awhile
as the sun falls asleep,
and spin our dreams
into corridors of light

The Morning of the Tuatha de danann


She had followed the stag down from the Knock until it disappeared into the grove.  The people of the Sidhe were near. She could feel them as Aine’s red mare climbed the hill spreading her bright cloak across the star scattered sky and the trees below.  For a few moments there was silence before the sweep of light awoke the birds to their exaltation. The sacred spring was deep in the forest and anyone who drank from it was granted great wisdom. Not all had the eyes to see it, but she was after all a daughter of the Tuatha de danaan.

Chapter 2


Some background history:

The Tuatha de danann were the enchanted folk, the people of the Goddess Danu who was similar to Ceres or Demeter in Greek and Roman mythology; the goddess earth mother.  Another word for the Tuatha was Sidhe or people who lived underground or in mounds.  We all know about the most famous one, the Beanshidhe (Banshee). Knocks or cnocs were hollowed hills where these magical folk dwelled.  Aine is the Goddess of the sun and she was also represented by a red mare.

When the early Christian church ( and St. Patrick) began to convert Ireland they incorporated many of the myths into Christian legend. The gods and goddesses morphed into saints. Aine became Brigit  because of the association with fire.  The Triple Spiral of the old religion became the Trinity.

If you wish to know more about these wonderful stories read the tale of Oisin, a warrior who fell in love with one of the Sidhe, Niamh  and lived with her in Tir -na -nog, (fairyland) at this site

The girl who writes about fairies 

6 Comments Add yours

  1. ♡eM says:

    Oh, how I long to drink from this sacred stream. Of course, like Oliver, I’d likely ask for more, please, after having gone without for so long. Wisdom. What is it?


    1. children sometimes have this wisdom without agonizing over it as we do. But the spring is in the centre of our own beings, just covered up with all the debris of life and our own self importance!!
      thank you for stopping by the grove!!!!


      1. ♡eM says:

        Well, mine seems to be secretly hidden away, though I do believe it seeps out whenever it can. Wisdom is something that must be spilled out onto and into us all.


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