Monday 23 April 2012

Creativity vs Christianity in the Celtic fringe

I was reading the Carmina Gadelica earlier today. I was interested in the way that the nineteenth century collector of prayers and folk law in the western isles, Alexander Carmicheal, didn't discriminate between the deep heartfelt Christian faith of the islanders and their beliefs in fairies and other magic. The compilers of more modern anthologies of so called "Celtic Christian" resources have been very selective.  He was fairly even handed. This is just one of the tensions in the Celtic world.

Carmicheal highlighted the ambiguity between the natural Celtic creativity and the strands of Christianity who saw all forms of creative exuberance as being of the devil. I was moved by the following sad story and having met some free church attitudes, I can understand the clash he describes...

"A famous violin-player died in the island of Eigg a few years ago. He was known for his old style playing and his old-world airs which died with him. A preacher denounced him, saying :- ' Tha thu shios an sin cul na comhla, a dhuine thruaigh le do chiabhan liath, a cluich do sheann fhiodhla le laimh fhuair a mach agus le teine an diabhoil a steach ' - Thou art down there behind the door, thou miserable man with thy grey hair, playing thine old fiddle with the cold hand without, and the devil's fire within. His family pressed the man to burn his fiddle and never to play again. A peddler came round and offered ten shillings for the violin. The instrument had been made by a pupil of Stradivarius, and was famed for its tone. ' Cha b'e idir an rud a fhuaradh na dail a ghoirtich mo chridhe cho cruaidh ach an dealachadh rithe ! an dealachadh rithe ! agus gun tug mi fhein a bho a b'fhearr am buaile m'athar air a son, an uair a bha mi og '--It was not at all the thing that was got for it that grieved my heart so sorely, but the parting with it! the parting with it! and that I myself gave the best cow in my father's fold for it when I was young. The voice of the old man faltered and a tear fell. He was never again seen to smile."
This book by Rosemary Power is one of the best contemporary assesments of Celtic spirituality and Christianity. I reviewed it on this blog last year.

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