52nd Author Showcase, San Diego Library

Event to be held at the following time, date, and location:

Friday, January 26, 2018 from 7:00 PM to 10:00 PM (PST)

The San Diego Central Library @ Joan Ʌ Irwin Jacobs Common
330 Park Blvd
San Diego, CA 92101


History of Where Magnificat TAK lives… The Firbolgs: The Ancient Ancestors of the Irish!

The Firbolg were an ancient race of people that ruled Ireland before the Tuatha de Danaan (later known as Faeries, forced underground and the Melesians (Miles tribe). The origin of the name Firbolg is still subject to conjecture with ‘men of spear’, ‘men of the bag’ and ‘men of boats’ being suggested translations.

The Firbolg: The Ancient Ancestors of the Irish People

Legend has it that the Firbolg were enslaved by the Greeks and forced to move large volumes of soil in bags, which may account for the derivation of their name. For three centuries their persecution continued before they eventually stole some Greek ships and set sail for Ireland. The leaders of the escape were five brothers, Slainge, Rudraige, Genann, Gann, and Sengann.

The Firbolg

The 5000-strong tribe headed to the west coast of Ireland but were soon scattered by the rough seas and had to land at different bays. They reformed at the Hill of Tara where the country was divided into five Provinces. These boundaries substantially survived into modern times and became four Provinces, with two of the original five being merged.

Ireland prospered under the Firbolg. They had a political structure, administration and a Kingdom. They brought bronze-age technology to Ireland.

Lady Wilde in ‘Ancient Legends, Mystic Charms, and Superstitions of Ireland’ describes:
‘But the Firbolgs begin our authentic history. They had laws and social institutions, and established a monarchical government at the far-famed Hill of Tara, about which our early centres of civilization sprung, and where we have now most of those great pasture-lands, those plains of Meath that can beat the world for their fattening qualities, and which supply neighbouring countries with their most admired meats.’

They fought off persistent raids by the Fomorians, who they united with on several occasions to ward off other would-be invaders. For thirty-seven years there were seven successive Firbolg Kings who ruled over a thriving land in Ireland. But a new wave of invaders were on the way, the incredible Tuatha de Danann.

Despite negotiations and time-stalling tactics by the Firbolg, defeat to the technically superior Tuatha de Danann was inevitable. Staring defeat in the face the Firbolg petitioned the Tuatha de Danann for once last chance of victory: a battle between equal forces.

Bravery was not enough though. The Firbolg were finally defeated at the Battle of Moytura but not before they impressed the new rulers of Ireland with their fierce courage and honour. The country was divided again with the western part of the country, Connaught Province, being assigned to the Firbolg.

From this time on the power of the Firbolg waned. They continued to live in the West of Ireland and, together with the Tuatha de Danann and the Milesians, are regarded as one of the great ancient tribes of Ireland.

Reprinted from Steven’s Irish Newsletter. October 2017

52nd Annual Local Author Showcase Reception – FEATURING MAGNIFICATS!

Due to overwhelming requests for Guest reservations we added several more “tickets”! Please requests your guest tickets now!

 Reminder: There are no paper invitations, simply check in with Author upon arrival.

Join the Author… Gwyn Dolyn.  MAGNIFICATS

52nd Annual Local Author Showcase Reception

Friday, January 26, 2018 from 7:00 PM to 10:00 PM (PST)
date The San Diego Central Library @ Joan Ʌ Irwin Jacobs Common
330 Park Blvd
San Diego, CA 92101

Popo is erupting! Popocatepetl and Iztaccihuatl volcanoes rise 17,000 feet, snowcapped year round. Popo and Izta (as Magnificats know them) are remembered in “Magnificats, Return of the Demon Wind,” when the Polar wind passes south over Mexico. In Aztec mythology, the two were human and deeply in love. The father of Izta demanded Popo find and kill an enemy for his daughter’s hand. Treacherously, a false message is sent back that Popo is dead, causing Izta to die of a broken heart. When Popo returns triumphant, in his sorrow he carries Izta’s body to the mountains whereupon he has a funeral pyre built for both himself and his princess. Grief-stricken beyond measure, Popo dies next to his beloved. The Gods, turn them both into mountains so that they may be together forever. On occasion, Popo will erupt in display of his promise to never leave the side of his beloved.