The content of this blog is and will focus on further thinking in relation to the women from Irish mythology. The myths are bottomless and so it is not possible to stop learning from those already reimagined in Karina Tynan’s books. Discover insights, reflections and storytelling that bring these legendary women to life, who reveal the depth and enduring power woven into Ireland’s ancient stories.
The Fisher King is Waiting
by Karina Tynan DEDICATED TO GRETA THUNBURG Note: The Fisher King from Arthurian mythology is a wounded king, and keeper of the holy grail who is waiting for the perfect knight to ask ‘the grail question’ e.g. Whom does the grail serve? ‘Only night is easy for me,’ said the Fisher King. ‘Daylight would sear…
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A Mythic Good Friday by Karina Tynan
Below, a short short story about a Good Friday circa 1964 from the mythic mind of a child. And a photo of what may be the actual Holy Grail. Upstairs was home. Sometimes we could see smoke seeping through the floorboards, feel the thump of the jukebox, the thrum of drunken voices. We were used…
Read moreWho was Cú Chulainn
Some thinking … by Karina Tynan A little boy destined for excellence from the day of his birth, complete with a heavenly father like many a well known mythic character. His mother was Dechtine, sister to Ulster’s King Conchobar mac Neasa. His father was Sualdamh, and his heavenly father was Lugh, one of the principle…
Read moreIreland’s Mythic Wisdom
This exploration of Ireland’s mythic wisdom begins very soon. At at time of turbulence in the world this is an opportunity to tap into Ireland’s remarkable mythic wisdom. Also included are three mythic minds evenings with experts on selected themes. Every Thursday from February 12th to 25th March 6.30pm to 8pm in 2026 for more…
Read moreA MARE’S NEST
A poem by Karina Tynan His gate was closed. A rusty lock kept a low profile pretending its job but there was no quibble in the creak./ It seemed like time had stopped. The flowers were gone. Weeds filled the cracks consolidating the facts/ though, outside the river flowed and still, the splendid view, the…
Read moreJACK FROST AND THE GODDESS by Karina Tynan
It had a frothy consistency and sticky at the same time. You couldn’t just shake it off if it landed on your duffel coat, but the coat wouldn’t be ruined either. It was called Jack Frost. You could buy it in bags in Woolworth’s up on High Street Kilkenny at Christmastime. You’d know they had…
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Thanks you to all the myth loving people who came to my reading at Hodges Figgis Dublin. It was a real privilege to read in that wonderful bookshop. Thanks also to poet Adam Wyeth for the wonderful introduction you gave and to Stephen the events manager who couldn’t have been more helpful. Also it was a real treat for me to see my books in the window on Dawson Street in the great company of other authors.
I read the story of Cessair called Shaping the Clay, from SÍDH and The Curse of Macha from TÁIN along with an excerpt containing the death of Cú Chulainn Tcahanks you to all the myth loving people who came to my reading at Hodges Figgis Dublin. It was a real privilege to read in that wonderful bookshop. Thanks also to poet Adam Wyeth for the wonderful introduction you gave and to Stephen the events manager who couldn’t have been more helpful. Also it was a real treat for me to see my books in the window on