Hello, I am back again in the good old USA after an eight-day stay in Ireland at my brother’s farm in County Westmeath, very close to the center of Ireland. All my siblings and some first cousins all gathered for a family reunion in the Glason Golf Club Hotel. My sister Frances Longworth organized a great evening gathering and staying over until after breakfast next morning. It was one of the most satisfying events, as we had time to catch up and share our lives with each other.
The night sky breaking into dawn over Ireland was a delight to see and I was very happy to be home again in the motherland. I will write a couple of stories about my travels with this first one focusing on the Old Rail Trail.
An old railroad runs by my brother’s farm house, through his land. The railroad has been paved into a seven foot wide bicycle trail that runs for 40 kilometers between the towns of Athlone and Mullingar, both towns in County Westmeath.
It is now called The Old Rail Trail and has a gentle grade. It was an active railroad and I, as a five year old, holding onto my father’s hand, remember seeing a steam engine train go under the bridge I was standing on. After it passed I raced to the other side of the bridge to see it go out of sight. There are gates and a way to bring a bicycle on to the trail from the house.
Freight trains ran by in the middle of the night, mostly ignored by us sleeping humans, rumbling along shaking the house, invading our dreams.
This holiday, most days, I spent an hour or two on this Old Rail Trail exploring and taking photos, sometimes with my brother, my nieces,Clare and Mary and my sister in law, Nora, having good laughs along the way.
Many kinds of birds live along this sometimes-shaded path. The blackbird’s song was especially sweet. Both sides of this path are pleased to be covered in wild flowers, daisies and the weather was mild and gently sunny, encouraging bicyclists and flowers in every way.
It only took twenty-five minutes to go to the nearest town, Moate, by the rail trail.
Most visits home involve a little conflict as we get among ourselves. I was late for an important date. (I went riding the bicycle for too long) and I was reprimanded. I threw the bicycle down and begged for forgiveness as I prostrated myself. One of my sisters who did not seem too invested in the whole late thing, laughed and said I was not contrite enough and kicked my gently on my behind, which was up in the air. Several other family members had a great view of this from the house where all were waiting for my arrival back home. It was a lovely sunny day and they had a perfect view. My niece Clare said, as she clicked her fingers, “someone give me the popcorn, as this is the best drama I have had in a long time.”
Later in the day as we visited New Grange site, Celine was taking photos and talked us though the whole scene with much laughter, emphasizing the part where my behind was in the air and she kicking it.
I wanted to spin my wheels about what happened on the Old Rail Trail but with focusing on the present moment and with meditation, I am on the other side of the tracks now and am in the laughter of what happened and in the present moment of appreciating a great family gathering and great days visiting old holy places thousands of years old. Those visits will be the subject of my next blogs.
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