It’s officially St Patrick’s day ! And this little Irish heart is so happy ☘️

Hope everyone has a great day and celebrates where and how they can🫶🏼

Around this time of year, without fail, I always get this deep sense of longing for a country I don’t belong to anymore. My family emigrated from Northern Ireland during the famine, and we’ve lost all remaining record of our lives before that.

I’ve grown up in the southern United States for my whole life, but even then I’m not connected to any facets of southern culture due to growing up in a city with northerners for parents.

I feel that a majority of diasporas in the modern United States, even those far removed from their homelands, crave a culture they can connect themselves to. America is a unique case of a country that is both a hub for culture and yet lacks a specific cultural identity of its own. American children are told that we are a “melting pot of cultures” from an early age, where we come together to discard our heritage and create a new “better” culture. But the natives of the country were nearly wiped out by disease and bigotry. How can you be a melting pot when the fire that heats the pot has gone out?

A majority of Americans born on American soil feel that they have no traditions, no cultural music, costume, food, or stories to tell or share with the world. There’s a significant guilt that comes with calling a land you’re not native to your culture.

I would like to preface that this is coming from a uniquely white point of view, I cannot speak for the experiences of POC diasporas in America.

Many European people who emigrated to the US discarded their cultures in favor of a homogeneous “white” experience. There is no other way to explain such an experience. White American culture is built on the foundations of colonialism, fascism, and racism. When you hail from a country that is uniquely anti-colonialist, there is a feeling of displacement and isolation from your ancestors culture.

This is more of a brain dump/rant than anything of true substance, but I just wanted to express the feeling I get around this time of year when saint w day is tomorrow. Saint Patrick’s day, like Cinco De Mayo, is an almost exclusively American holiday made by emigrants to celebrate their cultures.

preparing myself for an ungodly amount of leprechaun jokes tomorrow #mewhenimirish

The #ConnectedAtBirth #etymology of the week is IRISH/PIÑA COLADA #wotd #Irish #PinaColada #StPatricksDay #SaintPatricksDay

Yes I’ll take my coffee & books but historic Abbey on the Atlantic coast of Ireland edition ☕️📚

Y’all already know Lily and Remus would become the biggest

patriots on St Patrick’s day. Like just because Remus is from Wales he would be so into it and join Lily in whatever wild activity she gets up to.

Im talking Lily Irish dancing on top of the table in the bars and then the two of them starting to jive in rugby jerseys while drinking pints of Guinness.

I wanna thank Ireland for making jacksepticeye, Niall Horan, and cillian murphy 🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️

People better wear green tomorrow, because if they don’t they might get pinched by a leprechaun…

Okay you caught me I’m the leprechaun, what can I say I’m half Irish.

First day back to school after break (ू˃̣̣̣̣̣̣︿˂̣̣̣̣̣̣ ू)

BUTTT ATLEAST ST PADDY’S IS TM!!!🇮🇪🇮🇪☘️☘️

i love the use of the phrase “wise up” in derry girls

Irish leprechaun and the pot full of gold on a square sticker.

Irish leprechaun and the pot full of gold square sticker | Zazzle

Exclusive | Inside the beloved NYC Irish neighborhood that’s had its cover blown on social media — but locals say the more the merrier

The Story of Irishman, Patrick Jack

Happy Self-Saucing St Patrick’s Day!!

All I wanted to know was which language the Jabari tribe speak* so I could throw a word or phrase into my fanfics, but I wound up giving myself a little linguistics lesson and holy fucking shit 👀

All those terms.

There’s a metric fuck ton of terms. (Already knew that, but it gets overwhelming when you pour a bunch into your brain all at once.)

And…concepts? For lack of a better word (I’m sure linguists could offer me scores).

Something that strikes me every time I think about it is how languages reflect the varied ways people view life and the world around them.

In Gaeilge and Scots Gaelic (and other Celtic languages I’m sure), they don’t say, “I’m sad/happy/angry/etc.” They say, “Sadness/happiness/anger/etc is on me.”

“Tá fearg orm.” Gaeilge: “Anger is upon me.”

“Tha an t-eagl orm.” Scots Gaelic: “Fear is on me.”

You don’t become your emotions. You wear them. Like a coat. And you can take them off any time.

Same with hunger. “Tá ocras orm/Tha an t-acras orm.” “Hunger is on me.” Eating will fix that.

Same with love.

“Tá mo chroí istigh ionat.” Gaeilge: “My heart is in you.” (Oh. my. god. The Irish are so fucking poetic. They have like a dozen ways to say ‘I love you,’ and don’t even get me started on other expressions and terms of endearment**.)

“Tha gaol agam ort.” Scots Gaelic: “My love is on you.” You can take it off like a coat. I’d prefer that you didn’t, but it’s your choice.

Anyway, I think that’s a healthy perspective to have. You are not what you feel, and emotions pass eventually.

*Igbo, by the way. It’s Igbo. I’m also hoping to incorporate Xhosa and Zulu.

**Okay, one. A chuisle mo chroí: pulse of my heart. Are you kidding me? Fuck outta here. If I had already reached the point where I had developed a romantic attraction to, and serious(?) relationship with someone, and he called me his heartbeat, I’m dropping my pants and we’re making a baby.

Quick, Irish-speaking/learning folks! How do I wish my supervisor “Happy St Patrick’s Day” in Gaeilge?

in honour of Paddy’s day, i made a short playlist of some Irish songs/bands that I really like that you buachaillí agus cailíní likely won’t know. please enjoy at your leisure.

It is today that I found out along with my Welsh and Irish ancestry I am also part Scottish… No one Celticmaxxes like me

Happy St Patrick’s Day.

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