Both my father and my mother are Irish. My father comes from a side of pure Celts, black Irishmen. My mother, on the other hand, is blonde Irish, her blood flowing partly from the Vikings who had invaded Ireland, hung out for a bit, and left.
To some extent, Catholicism plays a role in my life for the idea of human sacrifice and the birth-death-rebirth cycle found in the earth and in the human soul, as the archetype of all processes. However, Irish paganism influences my thoughts; I look at life through a lust for challenge and a hunger for humour, poetry, and song. Norse paganism has touched my life, if ever so minutely, by balancing the Dionysiac Hibernitas within me with a Saturnine Gravitas.
Living in the former American Confederacy, the ideal of the Southern Gentleman has become my model for public behaviour, when I'm around the healthy-minded.