Tag Archives: Ireland
Workshop in Washington.
The day stared out early for this Kundalini Retreat Workshop. I careened through a red light looking for the right road, to be at the pick up for 6 am in Harrisonburg. I had to circle the block just once … Continue reading
She was sitting there in the sunshine, near the beach. She had made the annual pilgrimage to the water to get some carrageen moss, to feel the sea breezes and enjoy the August sunshine. The ocean was at its warmest, … Continue reading
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
My Mother’s Kundalini Experience
I attended a Kundalini class last Monday. During the class, which was vigorous, we lay down and listened to a song devoted to the Mother of it all. I only remember one little fragment about the Mother and looking. I … Continue reading
Mariah, the Leprechaun walks among the Druidic Ruins.
Mariah and Uishneach were stirring in the morning. She knew Uishneach was finishing up breakfast, as he was absentmindedly scraping the pot for the past five minutes. Surely he hated the pot, she thought. She would have to check it … Continue reading
Mariah complemented him on his kissing as that one birthday kiss he gave her felt sweet on her lips somehow satisfying, soft and inviting to her. The game of bones was even better as she won and she had an … Continue reading
Music is the Food of Love
Music heals the wounds of love, the deep emotional ones. Music can jump start our days. The Blue Danube can be used for healing depression. Annie De Franko can get a Gen E-xer in touch with her wild coming out … Continue reading
Mariah the Leprechaun went looking for gold.
Mariah goes on a journey of her own. It is her turn to leave the home and go searching for gold. She already suspects that it is not physically real gold she is looking for but an increase in understanding … Continue reading
The Day of the Dead – Cemetery Sunday in Ireland
This week I came across some excerpts from the Tibetan Book of the Dead. My mother got this book, on a tape, after she was declared legally blind. She did not care for my clumsy conversation about death, some twenty … Continue reading
“Know the known and the unknown now.” Four of the above words include the word “now” which is connected to mindfulness. What is known and unknown about Karma has my attention this week because of my friend’s comment on face … Continue reading