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The Art of Longing

The Art of Longing

Longing for me is a deep magnetic pull from within the core of my body. It is different to a need or a want. Those bedfellows live much closer to the surface, just beneath my skin. They are much more transitory in nature, and are more likely to be looking for a quick fix. Longing is in it, for the long haul.

Villammare Italy

Thank You

Yesterday was my birthday, the third one that I have spent here in Italy, time really is whizzing by!  I started the day with a fluffy cappuccino by the sea at Enzo’s bar, where I was greeted with hugs and kisses and lots of auguri’s (good wishes).  It was such a fizzy start to what unfolded into a lovely day.  It is still quite incredible to me how much love I receive here in my home away from home on a daily basis.

Everything Has A Season

Everything Has A Season

I am currently in between seasons.  That place between ending one life chapter and beginning another.  And I am restless.  I want to ‘get going’.  But all signs point to staying exactly where I am because whatever is taking form within my being for this next stage is not quite ready yet.

Imbolc - The Blessing of Brigid

The Blessing of Brigid

Growing up in Ireland I was always aware of Saint Brigid.  Each year rushes would be gathered and strewn over school desks where my classmates and I would weave Brigid’s crosses.  The crosses would then be brought home and hung over the doorways of our houses as talismans for blessings and protection for the year Read More

Finding my Voice 2

Finding My Voice

Each spring when the sap begins to rise in the trees and in my bones, I write down an intention for the year ahead. This year my intention was to ‘Share my Voice’. I hadn’t been writing as much as I used to, or as much as I like to, and I was becoming grumpy and cantankerous as a result.

But to share my voice, I had to find it. As so much in my life had changed, I wasn’t really sure what it was, that I wanted to write about.