The Mists of Ireland

This morning, I loved Noelle's post

about the dreamy, spiritual quality of mist 

and her quotes from Celtic spirituality writer

and philosopher Frank MacEowen. 

And that got me thinking about my trip 

not so long ago to Ireland with a group 

put together by my friend Judith

to tour megalithic spiritual sites, 

learn Irish myths and the tradition of storytelling, 

and tap your heels to Irish music in pubs.

Judith leads Celtic Spirituality tours every year.

I put together a video (I'm posting it below )

that she's using on her announcement

about this year's trip.

Her tours are low key, 

with time for meditation and reflection,

but fun group activities as well,

so if you're called to Ireland,

please see what Judith is offering.

I can attest that unexpected things can happen --

I saw auras for the first time at Carrowkeel. . . 

felt energy so strong at Loughcrew that I nearly 

lost consciousness . . . .

saw fairy lights outside Sligo 

(and knew what to call them,

even though I'd never heard the term before) 

and managed to hold it together in a dank,

dark cave that you eased your way into through

a small opening in the earth, scooching your way

down, down, down on your back until it began

to open up. . . and then, in that blackness,

a self-proclaimed Irish witch 

(who we were forced to have accompany us

into the cave) went renegade and started channeling.

Don't worry -- the witch is no longer on the agenda

and you don't have to do anything 

that makes you uncomfortable. 

I'm pretty sure I wouldn't do the cave thing again. 

Didn't like the energy. . .  with or without 

whats-her-name.