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