GODSTONES - MANANNÁN MAC LIR

Manannán, the "son of the sea," is portrayed in the lore as a trickster figure, a great magician, and a powerful lord of the Otherworld, appearing in such tales as the Voyage of Bran, Cormac's Adventure in the Land of Promise, and the Birth of Mongán. Manannán is also the patron and namesake of the Isle of Man, where he is revered as a wizard and necromancer whose magical mists kept the island hidden from invaders. This is a new art series depicting the Gaelic gods as ancient statues, with designs loosely inspired by historical finds, such as the Boa Island and Tandragee idols from Northern Ireland, and the Ballachulish Figure from Scotland. In this piece, Manannán is pictured with his signature Corrbolg (crane-bag) and shrouded in sea mist.

10, for the religion asks?

10) Do you have a favourite prayer/ritual? - My favorite prayer is the one I have set up for Manannán mac Lir. It’s something I had to come up with myself due to the whole...Reconstruction thing. There is a certain flexibility to it. In that some items of it won’t be mentioned at times and the order of the things mentioned can vary to a degree. The exact wordings also shift about at times. There is a degree of free flowingness to it, which feels appropriate with him. Certain things have been added or removed from it over the years. It’s done specifically when I make offerings to him, typically, and after the offering is set out it may be followed up by either talking to him or composing poetry for him. Here’s a general look at the actual thing itself... Wave-rider, Storm-caller Foam-shaker, Fog-maker The man who wanders the hills Disguised as an old churl Whose pranks reveal the truth And hide it just the same, And whose sword When pointed at the throat of man Forces truth out of that very throat. The Three Legs that rush Down the hills of the Isle of Man To ward of any and all invaders And who only asks For a humble rent of rushes in return, And the man whose horse Rushes along the waves Like fields of green, green grass. The man whose boat knows always the way You need only give it the name, And it will go needing neither paddle nor sail, And whose magic corrbolg Holds within it all his treasures Shifting with the tides, high and low. I offer you this [INSERT OBJECT HERE], Manannán mac Lir, my dear. Again the actual content of this can vary. The four epithets at the front generally always are used, though the order of them after the initial Wave-rider can shift. Sometimes the thing regarding paddle and sail isn’t mentioned. Sometimes the fact that the Well of Five Streams is at the bottom of the ocean is mentioned. But this is like how the general scheme looks.

my brain is trying to construct now some manner of innuendo involving the corrbolg because of course it fucking is