Afer Ventus
The moment experienced when everything in life suddenly makes sense - when everything fits into place and we know why - is a rare moment, but it does happen. If we are lucky enough we can bathe in the brevity of the moment for it passes as quickly as it arrives. Like Joyce's "Epiphanies" they sometimes seem trivial but are always crucial and revealing moments in our lives, delicate and fleeting.
No Holly For Miss Quinn
A partner piece to "Miss Clare Remembers". "No Holly For Miss Quinn" was prompted by another Miss Read story.
The Memory of Trees
In ancient Celtic belief trees had spirits within them and were
considered sacred. They were the keepers of memory and lore. The
Druids, the men of knowledge, used to record their wisdoms by means
of a secret alphabet called Ogham, which is also called the
"Tree Alphabet". Ogham is named after the God Ogma, the
God of poetry and eloquence. Thus the memory of trees looks into
the past.
The future we look at may give us another interpretation of the
title, with the destruction of the world's rainforests it may
turn out to be that the memory of trees is nothing more than that
for us - a memory.
Anywhere Is
Well, it is, isn't it?
Athair ar Neamh
"Father in Heaven"… the voice of epiphany is found in Athair ar Neamh. It is the voice of the day, the voice of night, the voice of all, of understanding.
China Roses
Everyone has their own idea of heaven. What creates the beauty of the world is the love we have for it, connected to memories, wishes, desires. For each of us it is a different treasure we embrace - a changing sky, the crimson flower of the keys of heaven, a love token, the endless delight of fairytales, the ever-shifting pictures of our world that we find in the word of poets. For each one of us, a different love becomes our own wood of dreams. Denique non omnes eadem mirantur amantque: All men, in short, do not admire and love the same things.
How Can I Keep From Singing?
This is an old Shaker hymn. Shakers lived simple lives and their songs reflect the beauty inherent in this simplicity. It is not widely known that the Shakers sent food to Ireland in 1846 in an attempt to relieve the suffering during the famine.
Hope Has a Place
A song of love's beginning. A song of first love.
Tea-House Moon
It is said that the path to the tea-house was one of the copse of summer trees, a wave of the sea, the pale evening moon. The trees, the sea, the pale evening moon evoked old dreams and the tea-house represented an oasis where the traveller could find peace. On entering through the low door one could hear the song of water echo the distant sea or the sound of the rain in a bamboo forest. The tea-house was a place of repose and one in which the harmony of nature pervaded.
Pax Deorum
Pax Deorum translates as 'Peace of the Gods'. This goodwill of the Gods expresses accord between ancient Rome and her Gods, maintaining a harmonious relationship between Man and Divinity. This concept, and variations of it, are echoed throughout history in other ages and cultures.
Eclipse
An eclipse filled the ancient heart with terror. Had the sun forsaken them? Would the light return? Were they to be forever in the darkness?
Isobella
A song for a child. A spirit-child. One whom both Enya and myself experienced yet know nothing about. A truly beautiful and peaceful child. We called the little spirit child Isobella and this song is for her.
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