Emma-Jayne Saanen

Lughnasadh 2011

Dougal's Mug

Dougal's Mug

Tuatha de Bridget celebrated Lughnasadh on the 31st of July, but I did not join them. I regret it now, but at the time I couldn’t face any sort of celebration. Dougal, our cat, went missing on the 10th July. My partner and I have been driving our neighbourhood crazy in our search for him but to no avail.

(Please do not suggest places for me to look, or people to speak to. I have already done it. Twice. Also do not suggest I get another cat. That is hurtful to me and my family.)

So come Lughnasadh, I spent the day scouring the neighbourhood and feeling sorry for myself.

At this point in the week, I feel able to consider Lughnasadh and what it means to me.

Lughnasadh is a harvest festival, a time to reap what you have sown. As someone who is distant from hir food sources, the physical meaning of a harvest is lost on me. But I have managed to reap what I have sown.

I have put a lot of time and energy into establishing my art practice, my shamanist practice and into maintaining friendships. Now I can reap the rewards, especially in terms of friendships. Earlier in the year I culled my dying relationships, and have worked hard to strengthen the buds of friendship in other parts of my life. I can count my blessings, and I feel a real sense of achievement.

But none of that will bring Dougal home, and no amount of forced positivity will make my family whole.

It is a difficult season.


  1. This will probably bump up my cheese factor rating but I dont care :p

    From the effect you have on people and the way everyone regards you, its hard to believe you have to ‘work at it’. One can never say these things enough and I’m sure everyone agrees its a privilege to know you.

    I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s only the arseholes who get to be happy in this life. They care nothing for the troubles of others. They dont feel the horrible pain when something happens to their family or when their friends are in distress. Thats what I mean when I say who needs hell when youve got compassion and a concience.

    *raises glass* To miserable bastards – the best people in the world :)

    • Hi Wolfy,

      Sorry for the delay in replying. I’ve been in a funny mood since Dougal vanished, but your words have made me smile.

      To the miserable bastards!

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