“I am the Sovereignty of Erin, O king of Tara, I am Sovereignty”. – Flaitheamhnus
“Whatever we do lays a seed in our deepest consciousness, and one day that seed will grow”. – Sakyong Mipham Rinpoche
“Well the winds of change may blow round you, but there will always be stone”. – Led Zeppelin
Sovereignty is devilishly hard to define. Political philosophers have struggled over it’s meaning for centuries. I am, for the purposes of this entry going to focus on personal or inner sovereignty, rather than political or cultural. Although all three are tied together. I have drawn heavily on my concepts for ceannasacht from the tale “The Adventure of the Sons of Eochaid Mugmedón or (Echtra mac nEchach Muimedóin)” and, of course, personal reflection.
Sovereignty (in the inner sense) seems to rely on a state within the individual that is composed of steadiness, fearlessness or courage, and and a full embrace of current reality. When I say full embrace, I mean it. It seems an apt description for me that comes right out of Echtra mac nEchach Muimedóin. The young and future Ard Rí ( high king) Niall and his two brothers are out hunting and loose their way (what a great description of life, no?). Although they were able to eat they were not able to locate water and each brother in turn goes out to find water to bring back to the others. On their search they encounter the “Hag at the Well”, who guards the wells cool refreshment: Keep reading . . .