One of my most intense feelings stirred within, upon hearing this Gaelic phrase of love is;
"Mo chuisle, mo chroí" - My Pulse, My Heart! This is my personal favorite of these love phrases. Our Moldavite Garnet Jewellery reminds me of this phrase. The Moldavite Garnet Pendants are held close to the heart. Just click on the picture to purchase these magnificent pendants of pulse energy, from the rare rock of the skies! A beautiful gift of Love!
The Celts have long been reigning in love poems, literature, proverbs, deities of Love Goddess/Gods & Lore! One such Lore of Love is the love story of - Aengus; The God of Love & Beauty. The Celts believed the magic kisses of Aengus Og became tiny birds and whoever heard their sweet singing would suddenly be overcome with passionate ideas.
I found this beautiful ancient legend written by a modern day author; Ms. Tara Erinn Pelton. There are many versions of this same legend but I find this version entails most of the elements contained within all other versions!
Each night as he slept, Angus dreamnt of a beautiful woman. She had creamy, fair skin, dark eyes, a long graceful neck and corn-colored hair that fell below her knees. In his dream, she beckoned to him, then she vanished. Each night he dreamt of her and his love grew stronger, but each day, though he searched, he never found her. He grew weary and eventually he fell ill from the pain in his heart.
At last, Angus became too ill to search any longer. But with the help of Tuatha de Danann Kings, after three years of searching the countryside, the lovely woman was found living beside a lake. The Kings sent a messenger to tell Angus to tell him where she lived.
Overcome with desire, Angus regained his spirit and rode at a great speed to reach her and declare his love. But when he finally arrived, he found she’d been put under a spell: she was bound to the flock of swan. She was transformed into a swan each day and a woman only at night.
It was then that Angus saw he could never be with her in his human form. Only if he would transform with her, could he know her love fully.
So it came to be that Angus transformed himself into a swan by day and only a man at night, to be with Caer. As a swan he saw the lake as it spread out before his eyes, glistening in the sunlight and reflecting the changing skies. He held his lover very close and near his heart and they were together always.
I am certain, that the next time you see an image of the heart-shape swans of love; you will, no-doubt, remember
Aengus and Caer.