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10th Century Riddle concerning the manufacture of vellum

We took the guided tour of Trinity College, which included the “Book of Kells” exhibit.  You are not allowed to take photos, but there are plenty of souvenirs in the gift shop.  I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect, so I suppose whatever it consisted of I would have been impressed.

They enlarged pages from the manuscript and mounted them on the wall, complete with backlighting.  There were collections of other wood and leather bound manuscripts on display, along with an assortment of the dyes thought to have been used.

As I moved from one panel to the next, stopping to read the description and to examine the minute details (the tour guide told us to be on the lookout for a cat in one of the pages, but I couldn’t find it) I was in awe of not only the work, but the dedication to it.

There was one panel in particular that I kept returning to.  A 10th century riddle that I simply couldn’t walk away from, knowing there was a chance I would never be able to find it again, no matter how long I combed through the internet.  So I put down my bag, brought out my journal and jotted it down.




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A day at Trinity College, Dublin

Trinity College 1

My journey to Ireland’s sacred landscapes wouldn’t be complete without visiting Trinity College in Dublin.  For what could be more sacred to a writer than walking the same path as once travelled by Oscar Wilde and Bram Stoker (to name but two)?

I continued to be inspired and can’t wait to return.  Please visit my website to read my latest blog post.





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At the Ford

At The Ford


“Not someone you’d want to meet, the Washer at the Ford.  The Bean Nighe.  Certainly not someone you’d want in charge of your laundry.  For if she sets to washing for you, it is your burial garb she’s fretting over.  It is said that the Bean Nighe are the spirits of women who died in childbirth, cursed to this work until the time when they would have died naturally.”

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I am the land, the land is me

These rocks these stones - sky


“These rocks, these stones

this wind and loam, 

this sky”


Soon, it became our anthem…

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These rocks these stones - trad night


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A promise at the well

Ireland 2015 344


We stood

calling to Brigid

Asking nothing

for ourselves

But rather

offering to leave

something behind


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Ireland 2015 343



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Sitting in complete darkness is but one aspect of the dance.

You will be cold.  Chilled to the bone.  Brought to the cusp of death, sat at the precipice, pushed to the edge.  You will have to make your way back.  Kicking and screaming, if need be.”

Morrigan's Cave

When my Pilgrimage brought me to Oweynagat Cave, I wasn’t certain what to expect.  Although I did not physically descend into the darkness, my experience was profound and I came away a changed person.

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With courage fill my heart

Maeve's Mound framed - photo by Sky

Maeve’s Mound – photo by Sky F.  https://skyaisling.wordpress.com/

She stood on the hill, the mound in the distance.  Here, she was told the legend of Queen Maeve (Madb) and how she ruled Connacht.  Maeve’s Sovereignty was not bestowed upon her.  She stood firmly in it, embraced it, lived and breathed it.

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