Like most epically wonderful things, St. Patrick was born in what we now refer to as Scotland in 387 A.D. Then, Scotland would have been known as Caledonia or Alba.
Patrick was taken when he was about 16 from his family estate by Irish pirates who took him to Ireland as a slave. He was put to work as a shepherd until he escaped 6 years later. It was during that time of isolation when he was said to have been visited by the voice of God.
Patrick spent the 15 years after his escape studying Christianity. He returned to Ireland as a priest, charged with tending the flock of Christians already in Ireland and converting those who practiced the native Irish earth-based religion.
Patrick is credited with incorporating and melding elements of that earth-based religion with Christianity. Recognizing the powerful symbol of the sun for native Irish people, he adopted that image, placed it on top of the Christian cross, and created what is known today as the “Celtic Cross”.
Patrick was a vital missionary in Ireland for the next 40 years.
We celebrate the anniversary of his death on March 17, 460 A.D. as, “ST. PATRICK’S DAY”.
I’ll be spending mine in Toronto listening to the Irish rebel band, The Wolfe Tones, as I’ve done with my loved ones every year about this time, in celebration of all wonders of the CELTIC SOUL. St. Patrick~That wonderful Scot~had much to do with that.
Happy St.Patrick’s Day! May your Blessings by Many and your troubles be Few.