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In keeping with our Dark Saturday theme and since this IS Patrick’s Weekend, I’ve a spell, a blessing, oh – and a curse…

…or two

Bad Luck Charm Bag
You’ll need the following ingredients:
Small Draw-String Bag
Angelica root
African Ginger
Fennel seed
Holy thistle
Clove
Basil

Description

This will help prevent your dreams being nightmares.

Spell Casting

Make or buy a small draw-string bag about 1-2 inches deep. Put in a pinch or two of each of the following:

  • Angelica root
  • African Ginger
  • Fennel seed
  • Holy thistle
  • Clove
  • Basil


Add a small citrine to the pouch and you have a powerful sachet. During the full moon, put the bag together, then consecrate and charge it. Make certain it is tied tightly. Keep it close to your heart.

Celtic Blessing

May love and laughter light your days,
and warm your heart and home.
May good and faithful friends be yours,
wherever you may roam.
May peace and plenty bless your world
with joy that long endures.
May all life’s passing seasons
bring the best to you and yours!

And [quite] a few Irish Curses

That you may die roarin’ like Doran’s ass.
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Trasna ort féin!

Go across yourself! (Go f@*k yourself)
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May you all go to hell and not have a drop of porter to quench your eternal thirst.

(Porter was a type of black beer, like Guinness)
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“May there never be enough of
your people to make a half-set.”

May there never be enough of your people to make a half-set.

(A set is a traditional dance with 8 people, a half-set 4)
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If your crop is tall
May your meitheal be small

(A meitheal was a group of friends and neighbours who would cooperate together traditionally at harvest time. The help of others was required to get the work done.)
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Blast you to hell!

(A common everyday Irish curse said as often in humor as anger)
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God damn your soul to hell.
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May you never have a hearth to call your own.
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May the divil take your last shilling!
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May the gates of paradise never open to you.
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That you may scratch a beggarman’s back one day.

(May you lose everything you have.
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May there be guinea-fowl crying at your child’s birth.

(Considered bad luck)
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May the lamb of God stir his hoof through the roof of heaven and kick you in the arse down to hell.
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Bad cess to you!

(Another common everyday Irish curse, cess being a slang word for luck.)
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May you marry in haste and repent at leisure.
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May you have the runs on your wedding night.
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May you marry a wench that blows wind like a stone from a sling.
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The crows’ curse on you.

(Crows were bad luck)
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Má ithis, nar chacair!

If you eat, that you may not shit!
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Go n-ithe an tochas thú!

May you be eaten by an awful itch!
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Briseadh agus brú ar do chnámha!

A breaking and crushing on your you bones!
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Go hifreann leat!

To hell with you!

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May all the goats in Gorey chase you to hell.

(Gorey is a small town in County Wexford)

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Pissmires and spiders be in your marriage bed.

(Pissmires are ants)
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Curse of God on you.

(Another everyday Irish curse still quite commonly used when things not going your way.)
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Curse of the seven snotty orphans on you.
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May you find the bees but miss the honey!
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The devil mend you!

(Another favorite Irish curse of my uncle’s used for everyday frustrations)
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That you may be a load for four before the year is out.

(It usually required four people to carry a coffin, i.e you are wishing death on someone)
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May the curse of Mary Malone and her nine blind illegitimate children chase you so far over the Hills of Damnation that the Lord himself can’t find you with a telescope.
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May you have a little skillet,
May you have little in it,
May you have to break it,
To find the little bit in it.

(A skillet is a smalling cooking pot with legs on it.)
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May the devil cut the head off you and make a day’s work of your neck.
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May you be afflicted with an itch and have no nails to scratch with!
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May the devil swallow him sideways.
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May you die without a priest in a town with no clergy.

(Dying without the presence of a priest was considered not to be the best way to get into heaven.)
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Imeacht gan teacht ort.

May you leave without returning.
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May your spuds be like rosary-beads on the stalk

(May your potatoes be tiny)
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Go n-ithe an cat thú is go n-ithe an diabhal an cat.

May the cat eat you, and may the divil (devil) eat the cat.
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May you melt off the earth like snow off the ditch.
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As always, in closing I leave you with this; INTENT. My intention is to provide ideas and open minds to their discussion, from which we all may learn. With certain ventures, however, I must advise caution. I put to you that I have no desire to harm anyone. Any discussions from this posting are to be academic only. I seek no practical application, neither do I have desire for knowledge of such. Please keep your comments civil.