Tag Archives: art
Prayers for Protection
It was after 2.00am and Rose had two reasons to get up and meditate. She had read about the Dali Lama getting up at 3.30 am and meditating for hours and his saying that the meaning of life was happiness. … Continue reading
What came home to roost
In the spring, Rose told you about two vultures living in a dormer window on a house on Wolfe Street. Rose took some pictures and posted them. Then she did not see them for months. However this Saturday what should … Continue reading
Leprechaun Thoughts
– Part 1 So when Mariah found herself tightly connected to Leprechaun Roisin Dubh through her thoughts, she was not happy with this constricting feeling she was having every time she thought her thoughts. She had quiet unhappy thoughts, thoughts … Continue reading
The Music Festival.
Today Rose is up early and discovered the full moon sitting in a band of sky without cloud. She had slept through the night until the predawn hour. The clouds were out of the northwest and had split them … Continue reading
Swans
The boarding school, which Rose attended for five years as a teenager, in Co Westmeath, stood beside Lough Ennell, near the town of Mullingar. There was a big group of swans on that lake, which could be seen from the … Continue reading
I Know the Plans I have for You
The late spring found Mariah and Uishneach at some odds with each other but nevertheless going about what they considered their own business. She continued to meet with the Druid who encouraged her to meditate and search for the … Continue reading
Dreams and Meditation at Beach
Rose went to the meditation room on the third floor, of the Association for Research and Enlightenment on three of the days she was at Virginia Beach, There is a huge new crystal in the back corner of the room. … Continue reading
Leprechaun Helpmeets
The Druid was spouting talk about helpmeet stuff. Mariah and Uishneach are both in that part of life where they want to be helpers to each other, insofar as they can figure out what that means in the running … Continue reading
No Words
Rose heard a lovely story from a grandmother. Donna agreed to watch the eighteen-month-old toddler when his sister was due to be born. Donna’s son and his family came at 4.00 am to her house so she could do her … Continue reading
Mariah and the Bee Dance
She was sitting outside in the sun wondering if Uishneach would be back this evening. She heard the crows cawing and sometimes this might be an indication of his meandering back toward the house. Ten days ago, she has … Continue reading