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March 1st 
Celebrating  Dydd Gwyl Dewi! 
(Saint David's Day) 
Newsletter 

Hello friends!  

March 1st - Saint David's Day.
Time to pin a daffodil or a leek to your button hole, and enjoy the feast of Saint David- patron saint of Wales
!

We're dedicating this newsletter to Jen's ancient homeland of Dragons, saints and goddesses..
 
 
Jen Delyth Baglan, Port Talbot - Wales 1968

"Here I am as a proud young gal in my traditional Welsh costume. I still have the doll - although her black felt hat is molting a little! This was taken outside our home in Baglan,
Port Talbot.. I must have been around
5 or 6 years old! " - Jen  
 

Daffodils - jen delyth
Daffodils
In spring the banks of many Welsh rivers and canals, hills and valleys, are incandescent with the bright yellow flower, Narcissus pseudonarcissus, the wild daffodil, which is the national flower of Wales.  Leeks or Daffodils are traditionally worn upon the lapel on March 1st, marking the beginning of spring in honor of St. David, the patron saint of Wales.  
Dewi Sant, was an ascetic monk who helped spread Christianity throughout the pagan Celtic tribes of the area.  The leek has been a symbol of Welsh identity for centuries.  Leeks were also associated with health and medicine. Even today, Welsh soldiers wear leeks in their caps on St. David's Day.  Daffodils, also containing a green stem and white bulb, are often substituted for the odoriferous leek by many Welsh.  In fact, the Welsh name for the daffodil is cennin Pedr or cenhinen Bedr, Peter's leek, similar to Leek - cennin.

Jen's family have been living in Llangennith - Gower Peninsular in South Wales for the last 25 years. This is a short excerpt of the story of Cenydd (Llangennith means place of Cennyd)....

Cenydd jen delyth

St. Cenydd is one of the early Celtic Christian figures, the local mythic saint of Llangennith, Village of Cenydd, in the Gower peninsula of South Wales. Llangennith is built on a brackened hill above the sweeping sands of Rhossilli Bay. The ancient village looks out over the wild sand dunes that stretch to the rocky headland where St. Cenydd the Celtic hermit monk lived - fed only by the mouths of seagulls and the milk of a doe. In the sixth century Saint Cenydd founded a priory there, which was destroyed by the Danes in 986.  
    It is a beautiful and quintessential Welsh myth of a hermit Holy Man, which tells the story of communion between nature and man, spirit and healing, and is a wonderful example of a Celtic Christian myth of the early sixth century.

...."The unwanted baby was put into a wicker basket woven of osiers and cast adrift upon the waters of the Loughor estuary, which soon took him out to sea. It was a wild and stormy night, and the waves tossed the small wicker boat-basket up and down as it came ever closer to the jagged rocks of Bury Holmes Island.
    Just as baby Cenydd was to be doomed upon the black rocks, a flock of seagulls came down and rescued him. Snatching up the basket in their long beaks, they flew high up to the top of a cliff and set him down in safety. The gulls kept the baby warm by making a nest with their soft feathers, and sheltered him from the driving rain. Calling out above the cold, loud wind, the gulls pleaded with the stormy elements to cease their battering of the innocent young boy.
    For eight days and nights the gulls protected Cenydd from the worst of the storm. On the ninth day, some say an angel came down to the baby and placed a bell, known as the Titty Bell, in Cenydd's mouth. This miraculous breast-shaped bell gave constant nourishment to the boy, who grew tall and strong as the angel watched over him and educated him in the new faith. Others say that a deer came out from the woods and nurtured the boy, sharing her milk and teaching him the ways of the animals, the secrets of the woods and the elements.....

Excerpt from " celtic folk soul - art myth and symbol" Jen Delyth

 
Melangell of the Hares 
Jen Delyth with Melangell egg tempera painting
Jen Delyth with "Melangell" icon painting 2007

" I made this small egg tempera painting for my mother - Mair. Using mostly traditional Russian Icon painting techniques, including the gold leaf, which I literally breathed onto the burnished clay layer. I took it back to Wales, carefully wrapped in a cloth, and visited the small church  in Pennant Melangell, in a beautiful valley of north Wales. There the icon was blessed on the altar, which is traditional for a Russian Icon painting which is not completed until then!

It was a special present for my mother who first told me about the myth of Melangell of the Hares, and is one of my favorite welsh myths"



Egg Tempera Painting on Gessoed Board 16" x 20" January 2014 

  

More on Melangell of the Hares here 



The Celtic Folk-Soul dances at the heart of a living tradition, representing the vitality of her people, their stories, their land and their memories, from the early tribes to us today. An ancient thread weaves back through art, myth and poetry connecting us to a complex mysticism that expresses the interconnection and balance of all things.

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 This newsletter contains text and illustrations from "Celtic Folk Soul - art, myth and symbol"  hardback full color book by Jen Delyth 
I dedicate this March 1st to my Great Aunt Bronwyn.. who lived her whole life in this place... in the warm shadow of the brackened hills behind her garden in Baglan Port Talbot - South Wales. With love - jen
Great Aunt Bronwyn jen delyth

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Celebrate your Roots!
We're dedicating this newsletter to
Jen's ancient homeland of dragons, saints and goddesses.  
Happy Saint David's Day! Cymru am Byth! 

Celebrate Your Roots in both Welsh and English

Y Ddraig Goch 
Ddraig Goch - the  Red Dragon once represented the
old Welsh God Dewi, who later became  Wales's mythical patron saint David.  The Red Dragon represents the sovereignty of Britain, and is the totemic beast of the greatest line of kings, the
Pen-dragons.  Ddraig Goch has one talon raised in defiance!  
The Celtic Nations have a proud history of resistance, surviving many invasions (Saxons, Romans, Vikings) in the Western extremities  Brittany Breizh, Cornwall Kernow, Wales Cymru,
 the Isle of Man Mannin, Ireland Éire and Scotland Alba.  
Ysbryd Tragwyddol y Keltiad - the Spirit of the Celts is Eternal!  
Saxon invaders, the Engles, renamed part of Britain England. 
Fortunately, St. George, patron Saint of England
- who according to legend tried to slay theDragon - has not conquered Ddriag Goch, who is still the official emblem of  Wales.  
Y Ddraig Goch Ddyry Cychwyn refers to the ancient
Welsh prophesy, that The Red Dragon Will Rise Again!


Taliesin


Eil gweith ym rithad
Bum glas gleissad,
Bum ki, bum hyd,
Bum iwrch ymynydd.

The second time I was charmed
I was a silver salmon,
I was a hound, I was a stag,
I was a mountain buck.

Taliesin, 6th century
- translation Meirion Pennar

More on Taliesin here

Pentre Ivan 

Welsh Folklore and legends have deep roots in prehistory. South Wales, which has a similar language and coastal environment to Brittany, was once a fertile home for the Paleolithic and Neolithic peoples. The coast and inland estuaries are rich in shellfish, and the climate, warmed by the ocean, is mild. There are many sheltering caves along its rugged coast, which continued to support the later Celtic people who arrived from the south and the east. Their culture is intertwined with that of the ancient Britons who lived before them.
    There are still a great number of megalithic monuments in Wales, but many have disappeared, partly due to the attempts of the Church to quash the vestiges of the Old Religion - the folk superstitions and faerie lore connected to the ancient sites. It is a testament to the enduring nature of the old ways and the deep connection that many local people have had to them over many years that respect for the stones persists. Stories and myths about them have been preserved within folk memory for us to enjoy today.

In 1911 in ' Faerie Faith in Celtic Countries' W. Y. Evans-Wentz wrote:

"Our Pembrokeshire witness is a maiden Welshwoman, sixty years old. She was born and has lived all her life within sight of the famous Pentre Evan Cromlech, in the home of her ancestors. She told me 'My mother used to tell about seeing the "fair-folk'"dancing in the fields near Cardigan; and other people have seen them round the cromlech up there on the hill' (the Pentre Evan Cromlech)."
 
Artwork and Text by Jen Delyth  ©1998

More on Stone Mysteries here

Y Tylwyth Teg
Y Tylwyth Teg - the Fair Folk 
by jen delyth ©1990

 In some of the old nursery stories told in various parts of Wales,  
a beautiful clear fountain was described, the waters of which arose at the sound of singing, and fell when silence succeeded the song. 
- Marie Trevelyan,  
Welsh Folk-Lore and Folk-Stories of Wales, 1909

More on Y Tylwyth Teg here 
 
Blodeuwedd the Owl jen delyth
Blodeuwedd the owl

In Wales the owl is called Blodeuwedd - which means flower face. In the Medieval Celtic tale "the Mabinogion", Blodeuwedd is magically created by magicians from stone and flowers for Llew, who is cursed that he should have no human wife. She was beautiful, fragrant as the wildflowers from which she was sculpted. However, one day when Llew was away, Blodeuwedd offered hospitality to a group of huntsmen, and she fell deeply in love with Gronw. By choosing her own lover, Blodeuwedd was in grave danger, so with Gronw's help, they tricked and killed Llew, and escaped into the wild forests to live happily together - for a while. When the magician Gwydion heard the story of her betrayal, he changed Blodeuwedd into an owl, banishing her into the dark wooded night. Blodeuewdd becomes the wise all-seeing owl whose intuitive vision peers deep into our psyche.
Original Design & Text by Jen Delyth © 2008
Fine Art Print of Blodeuwedd here 
  

Spirit in Stone - jen delyth ©
Spirit in Stone - jen delyth ©

WELSH FOLK LORE  
Duffryn, near St. Nicholas in the Vale of Glamorgan, has Druidical stones scattered about in various places. Some of these have stories attached to them. Old people in the beginning of the nineteenth century said that once a year, on Midsummer Eve, the stones in Maes-y-felin Field whirled round three times, and made curtsies; and if anybody went to them on Hallowe'en, and whispered a wish in good faith, it would be obtained.  

 The great cromlech in the Duffryn Woods was an unlucky place to sleep in on one of the 'three spirit nights' for the person who did so would die, go raving mad, or become a poet.

On a certain day in the year the dancing-stones of Stackpool were said to meet and come down to Sais's Ford to dance. If anybody witnessed this performance, it meant exceptional good luck to him. The witches held their revels and the devil played the flute occasionally around the dancing stones.

On the summit and sides of Cefn Carn Cavall, a mountain near Builth, in Breconshire, there are several carns scattered here and there. It is said that King Arthur when hunting the swine named Twrch Trwyth, Cavall his favorite dog impressed the stone with his footprint. The warrior king collected a heap of stones together and on the top he placed the curiously marked one, and called the mountain Carn Cavall.

Among the mountains called The Rivals in North Wales, is the beetling and furrowed Craig Ddu, with its almost black rocky surface and inaccessible sides rising sheer against the sky. In the eighteenth century people said that the apparition of an old man with long white hair and flowing beard used formerly to be seen wandering down the valley, and pausing to mutter unknown words beside the Craig Ddu. Sounds of strange music were heard, and magic signs were made by the old man. If anybody fell asleep in the shadow of Craig Ddu he would sleep for ever, and be carried away by unseen hands so that his resting place could not be known.

Marie Trevelyan, Folk-Lore and Folk-Stories of Wales, 1909
 

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