In listening to this story of the Four Treasures of the Tuatha Dé Danann below, I ask that you reverence this magnificent revelation that is invited to unfold from within you. Make it your intention to Companion your Greatness. Reverence this wholeness within and invite the experience of the holy to be your experience. Do not let this listening become just one more form of entertainment. Let it be an invitation to a new way of Being in the world, a doorway into the treasure you are here to know and to share.
For a little while, take time — and make time — with this story and this storyteller as something sacred. Let it be time in which you invite the magic of the Timeless to be KNOWN through you. To do this, you are asked simply to set aside the necessary time to receive the gift. You are the gift. This gift is from the Beloved, of whom you are a part but never apart from. What is required is only the attention and Presence needed to receive what is already being given.
Fairy tales and mythological stories speak in a different kind of language. They are magical, mythic, and paradoxical. They come as riddles and parables rather than explanations. The logical mind often tries to analyse and reduce such stories into something it can understand. The Master Osho referred to this impulse as “logic chopping.” Rumi speaks to the same tendency when he advises, “Trade logic for bewilderment.”
For hundreds of thousands of years, humanity learned how to navigate life through storytelling. In Ireland, the person second only to the King or Queen was the poet and the storyteller. In true storytelling there is what might be called a storytelling trance, where the storyteller’s voice carries the listener into a deep state of listening. The room grows still. The storyteller steps aside, and the story tells itself through them. This is also true of music and dance, where the musician disappears into the music and the dancer disappears into the dance. What remains is the expression itself.
From the voice of the storyteller there can be a transmission of KNOWING. You may come to know something you did not know before. You may come home to an aspect of yourself you had forgotten. This is not more information about who you are; it is the remembering of who and why you are. In listening to this story, you are invited into listening to your true self.
The Four Treasures of the Tuatha Dé Danann is not simply an old Irish story. As you will discover, it is your story. It is the story of your family, of the people you love and those you struggle to love. The story ends where you are asked to begin. You are invited onto a treasure hunt — not to find something missing, but to reclaim the treasure you already are. This is a quest that calls for courage, commitment, discipline, practice, and patience. It is the path of becoming a disciple of Love’s purpose as it uniquely expresses itself through you and as you.
If you choose to listen to this telling, allow yourself a quiet space where you will not be disturbed. You may wish to lie down and rest. Do not be concerned if you fall asleep. In the words of the poet Mary Oliver, “You only have to allow the soft animal of your body to love what it loves.” If the body needs sleep, allow it to sleep. Set aside devices and distractions, choosing communion rather than communication. Darkness, candlelight, and stillness are not requirements but invitations — reminders of the way stories were once received around hearth and fire, in womb-like spaces of listening.
When the story has finished, allow yourself to rest for a while. Thoughts may arise; return gently to your breathing. If nothing seems to happen, trust the silence. Trust the stillness. Trust the NO-THING-NESS. You are stepping onto new ground, into a story that is also your own. Not knowing is not a mistake here; it is the doorway.
When you are ready, you are invited simply to listen. There is nothing to understand and nothing to do. Let the words point beyond themselves. Let the story listen you.
When the telling of the Four Treasures of the Tuatha Dé Danann comes to rest, resist the urge to move too quickly back into the world of thought and activity. Something may still be unfolding beneath the surface. Allow the story to settle in its own time. This is not a story that ends when the words end; it continues in the quiet spaces where listening deepens into recognition.
The Four Treasures Tuatha Dé Danann story has always been a story of return — not to the past, but to what has been waiting within you. What you have heard is not meant to be held as information, but as invitation. Myth speaks this way, not to explain life, but to awaken it.
Tuatha De Danaan Four Treasures Story
Once upon a time, before time ever was, there was a people.
My people. The people I love.
They are called by different names. They are called The Beautiful People. They are called The Shining Ones. They are called The Tuatha Dé Danann.
They are the children of the Goddess Danu, the one they call The Giftgiver.
The One who gives her name to the magnificence that is the river Danube in the land of the People of the Black Eagle.
She gives her name to the river Don in the land of the People of the Bear.
She is the one who gives gifts to her children without conditions.
The Beautiful People, the people I love, lived at a place beyond place in a time beyond time.
They lived in four island cities.
There was the city of Falias. There was the city of Gorias, the city of Murias, and the city of Finias.
And so it was that, as in all good stories, the Shining Ones might have lived happily ever after.
Except that they did not.
It happened one day. It always happens on one day.
No one is quite sure why it ever happened, only that it did happen.
My people, the people I love, began to become possessed.
Slowly, they began to claim all the gifts they were given without conditions as their own.
Soon all the gifts received from the Giftgiver were “my gifts.”
Then a strange thing happened that had never happened before. A feeling arose in the land of the Beautiful People that had never been felt before.
They gave this strangest of feelings a name. They called it fear.
Soon the feeling of fear was the feeling that began to possess all the people.
But not all the children of the Goddess Danu became possessed.
Yet they knew that if they stayed in the four island cities, possession would take hold of them.
So, in boats of silver and gold, those who still felt themselves to be Children of the Goddess Danu set sail.
They left the four island cities of Falias, Gorias, Murias, and Finias.
They left with the four treasures of the Tuatha Dé Danann and sailed into the unknown.
They took with them the magical treasures that are the Stone of Destiny, the Sword of Nuada, the Spear of Lugh, and the Cauldron of Plenty.
For a long time they sailed the vast open sea, until one day they arrived on a different shore.
They arrived on an island that would later be named by the first poet of this island. This was the poet Amergin. He would give this island land the name of Erin.
Those Beautiful People, intent on remaining connected to the Giftgiver, pulled their boats of silver and gold onto this new shore. This was the shore called Time.
They burned their boats of silver and gold. For three days and three nights the land was darker than dark.
The people of this island land of time, called the Fir Bolg – the People of the Baggage – were sore afraid.
After three days and three nights the light returned, and the Fir Bolg looked upon the new arrivals who were the Shining Ones.
And so it was that, in this new land, the land of Erin on the shore of time, the Beautiful People who left the four islands might have lived happily ever after.
Except that they did not.
In the land of time, on the island of Erin, obsession moved more deeply into possession and into opposition.
In this new place, in this very different place, the Beautiful People learned a new language and a new way of being in the world.
They gave this new experience a name. The name was war. Except that obsession, possession, and separation were no longer new in the land of time.
The treasures of the Beautiful People would no longer be instruments of abundance and gift-giving. They would be instruments of division and destruction, used at the Battles of Moytura between the other peoples in the land of Erin – the Fir Bolg and the Fomorians.
In time the Beautiful People lost the final Battle of Moytura and were driven to live underground in the green isle of Erin.
There, it is told, they remain. They remain with their four treasures: the Stone of Destiny, the Sword of Nuada, the Spear of Lugh, and the Cauldron of Plenty.
It is told that this is an old Irish story – a story of a time long ago.
It is, however, a story beyond time. It is always your story. The treasures of the Tuatha Dé Danann are inside you.
The Secret of Secrets is inside you.
The Battle of Moytura is going on inside your head.
Your real story is the story of bringing beauty into the world of time from the world of the Timeless.
Your story is the unique gifting of the treasure you already are.
Your story is the knowing of the REAL YOU by reclaiming your sovereign state and pouring yourself away from the eternal emptiness that is forever full.
In this way, as in all good fairy tales, you will then know what it is to live happily ever after.
Let it be so for you.
Let it be so for all.
The above story is not just a story about a mythical people who landed in Ireland at some time in the past. This is the story of what it is to be human and the journey of realizing the beauty that is the REAL you. This is the story of your awakening to the potential seeded within you that will bring you to the KNOWING of the happy-ever-after experience.
Learning to treasure the REAL you is not a goal to be achieved, but an awakening into what has always been true. What fairy tales call “happily ever after” is not an experience found within the passing dimensions of time and space. It is a soul experience — a remembering that arises when you are graced with the KNOWING of who you are beyond the personal, separate sense of self. In that moment of recognition, Beauty is no longer something you seek; it is revealed as what you already are, and always have been. This remembering is the heart of The Enchanted Way — a way of living that invites you to step out of striving and back into the quiet wonder of Being.
Here, at the close of this reflection, remember that this is part of a living series—The Tuatha de Danaan—offered as an invitation rather than an explanation. These writings are not merely about an ancient myth; they are a remembering of the Treasure you are here to be, as one of the Beautiful People. Through these stories, you are invited into the slow and faithful unfolding of what it means to live a fulfilled life from the inside out.
This series explores the discovery, within yourself, of the four Treasures that awaken wholeness and meaning:
- The Stone of Destiny
- The Sword of Nuada
- The Spear of Lugh
- The Cauldron of Plenty
Each Treasure names a dimension of Being already alive within you, waiting not to be earned, but to be recognized. If you feel the quiet pull of this myth, consider yourself invited. Step into the adventure of its unfolding, and allow the ancient story to reveal the paradoxical truth of your own inner beauty—hidden in plain sight, waiting to be remembered.