@@emileeeeeee You literally just described what he said. Wales before it was colonised no longer exists. Now its meaning has also expanded to include places that no longer existed in the first place.
@@AdventureThroughLife no the meaning has not expanded, people online took the word and changed the meaning to fit their narrative, itโs always been a welsh word - itโs culturally tied to walesโ history. Do you not realise how ironic your statement is?
@@emileeeeeee Their narrative? I don't think anyone use the word that way has anything against Wales man. This is how language works, other people get exposed to it and that phrase often comes to mean something else to those people. It's fine to dislike it, but I don't think its accurate to say its been 'stolen'. If that's what you're implying anyways, thats just the vibe I got.
Hello, I'm Welsh (and Hiraeth is a Welsh word) it's not necessarily a place that is lost forever or somewhere that never was. It's not translatable into English very well but it's basically a deep longing/ a homesickness, possibly for your home that you can very much return to! I'm very happy to see a Welsh word being used though! :) Diolch yn fawr iawn! (Thank you very much)
u have no idea how many times I've repeated this playlist and of how it has helped me so much. you have such a really great taste in selecting wonderful music. I hope u'll make more dreamy playlist like this
My favourite image from Howlโs Moving Castle when I was a kid. Long after Iโd forgotten the plot, the characters, and the music: I still remembered this peaceful field of tall grass and flowers; I always imagined I could visit someplace similar on a warm spring or summer day.
This was one of my favorite movies when I was a kid. To hear this as an adulting who is having a hard time adulting and battling the trials of life, the nostalgic feeling I have while listening makes me remember when things were okay and simple. Appreciation in bucket loads. โค
After reading the def. for hiraeth in the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows, I fell in love with the word. Here's to the homes we miss, the quaint cottages and castles of other worlds, the spray of the ocean on our faces, the bite of ice on our fingertips, red and sore with cold. Here's to the deep longings we feel for another world, another life we know should have been ours. To the people we miss but never met, the shadow faced friends who will always be there for us...even if they only exist in our dreams. Hiraeth- a homesickness tinged with grief over the lost or departed