So I have an apprentice who’s always Manannán this and Manannán that. I realized he was a deity I had no first hand knowledge of. So I figured it was time for a little trip to meet this dude.
I dug out my drum. I burned some incense. I started playing my drum and chanting the name of Manannán. Soon I was in a trance.
I was on the shore of a river. I could see across the waters there was a man in a boat paddling his way towards me. As he got closer I could see he had long strawberry blonde hair and wasn’t wearing a shirt. And he was muscular ! As a gay man of course I took notice of that!
He paddled across the river and up on to the shore. His big arms had no problem with this task. He got out of the boat and approached me.
“You wanted to see me?” I asked if he was indeed Manannán. “Who else would have made the effort to cross the river to greet you here? You realize you don’t need to worry about me ferrying you across for some time. Unless you’re ready to go now!” This he said with a smile. I assured him I was good thanks. “Are you in need of a foster father?” I told him Cernunnos was taking care of that for me. “ If that doesn’t work out keep me in mind. I’m pretty good at that” again with the smile. “Well you’ve met me now. And there’s nothing I seem to be able to help you with. So I’ll leave you with this piece of information. I’m older than the tribes themselves. So I truly belong to none though I have been known to affiliate with one or the other. But I really am older than that.” I assured him he didn’t look old. “Why would I want to look old when I can look like this?” Now he flexed his impressive muscles. He got in his boat and started back across the river. And that’s where my trance ended. That was my meeting with Manannán. Wow!