Hill of Tara, Teamhair na Rí

Hill of Tara, Teamhair na Rí

I started as the seat of the Tuatha DeDannan. Nuada gave me to Lugh of the long arm, master of all tasks, slayer of Balor, Lord of Light. Teamhair na Rí is my name, Tea daughter of Lugh is namesake.

I am known as the Hill of the Kings, I have seen 142 Kings ascend and rule from my high seat.

Come drink the ale of Medb, marry the Maid before you can be king.

I am home to the Lia Fail, the Stone of Destiny. It is I who chooses those worthy to rule.

The Lia Fail sang only once more, after a rage filled blow from the sword of the Hound of Ulster, when the stone rejected his master, Conchobar mac Nessa.

Conn of the Hundred Battles, was the last king chosen by the voice of Lia Fail.

I was outcast from my family, but later returned; only I passionately kissed the hag who was sovereignty of Erie. It was she who declared me High King and my descendants for 600 years. During my rein, I held hostages from all of Ireland and Britain too, I am Nial, of the nine hostages.

I was born of a king and a blacksmith’s daughter. I was raised by a she-wolf and her cubs were my companions. My judgment was deemed impeccable. My Brehon laws are the basis for all civilized rule. It is I who rebuilt Tara, to its former glory. I am Cormaic Mac Airt.

Here at Tara, I, Fionn MacChmhal, in order to gain entry to the Fianna, the greatest fighting force in Eire, was tasked with defending Tara from the fire breathing beast Ailill on Samhain night. I defeated the beast sent from the Tuatha De Danann and became one of the greatest heroes of the Irish sagas. It is I who was responsible for the lighting of the Samhain fires commemorating my feat.

I am the daughter of Cormaic Mac Airt. There is a large barrow at Tara erected in my honor called Rath Grainne. I was betrothed to the great hero Fionn MacChmhal but fled with my true love Diarmuid. Fionn gave chase and our saga lasted over sixteen years, until Fionn’s temper cooled and his wisdom restored his friendship with Diarmuid.

I am a place that is not a place. I am a time that is not a time. I am the sacred dwelling of the Tuatha dé Danann. Through me you may gain entrance to the otherworld. I am the dwelling place of the history of the people of Hibernia. Come to me and learn the mystical and historical wisdom of the three queens of Ireland, Banba, Fodla, and Eiru.

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