Travel
Innisfallen Island:
We crossed the Loch Leach (means lake of learning) in very rough waters. Our "captain" was the most entertaining Irishman, he drove one boat and his son the other. The boats were pretty small, much like a fishing boat we would rent at the lake, just a little bigger.
Our captain had a very friendly dog named Charlie, looks like a small Irish setter (I don't know my dog breeds) what a life Charlie has. He gets to spend his days with his master riding back and forth on the boat and while the passengers are wondering around the island he gets to swim or fetch sticks with his master. We found a bag of treats under the bench and fed them to Charlie on the ride across, how could we not, he was so happy and excited to see us and get treats. What a wonderful life Charlie has.
Our captain was so full of entertaining stories
He informed us he has never lost anyone overboard, at least not in the last two weeks lol
or
in Ireland you know the captain does not go down with his ship, he's the first one off. hehe
well we laughed all the way over to the island and all the way back. it was a good distraction as the lake was very very rough, the waves splashed up over the sides. I love the water and even I was getting a bit anxious, never mind the ones that fear the water.
When we landed on the island the first thing I noticed was the grand Yewtree, we were told it is 750 years old, there are very few left on the main land as they were used for bows and arrows back in the day, but this one was left untouched due to its location.
The lake is named Loch Leach, which means lake of learning , the reason is that the monastery on the island educated many kings. The monastery was founded in about 640AD. However some parts of the ruins are believed to date back to 200AD.
The ruins were stunning, the roofs are gone but a lot of the wall structures are still intact, there are several buildings, I spell bound as I wandered in and out of the ruins imagining all that had gone on in the confines of these strong stone walls, what kind of men had got there learning here, what had they accomplished because of it, what kind of sacrifices were made to get the education, what were the monks like, what had they given up to be here on this isolated island, the thoughts were endless.
Journey:
We stood in the centre courtyard where the monks would have gathered in prayer. We formed an energy circle, Cindy instructed us to draw white healing light from the courtyard, the sacred ground. We then were told to send this powerful healing white light to mother earth and all that needs healing. Cindy asked us to get into the knowing. This is my result and my gift from the angels:
"The monks prayed for all mankind until they ascended into the light. They also wept. The wept for the sins and suffering of their fellow man, as the monks were humans, mere humans, they were there for all of us. They prayed and wept for all of us."
It was very powerful, I felt such peaceful security in the courtyard. They had prayed for us. They had prayed for me.
Friday, April 4, 2014
Friday, March 21, 2014
Journey. March 19, 2014 Seven Sisters Stone Circle
Today we had the honor of visiting the seven sisters stone circle. It is on private land and the location is heavily guarded so I will not give details as to location in this blog. Nor will I post pictures on facebook as per the families request. Once we were dropped off we had to go up a very narrow road. First stop was an old stone farm house no longer in use. We were going to cut thru the yard however one of the people in our group felt and saw an energy almost guarding the yard. She said it looked like Saran Wrap across the openings in the stone fence. She said she felt is wasn't bad but was not welcoming us, as though protecting the house. So we went thru the muddy cow pasture. The ground is very uneven, you can see where the cows have stepped in the soggy grassy soil, it is exceptionally bad this year due to all the rain. The family had taken the time to move all the cattle to another field so we could safely make our way to the circle. What a lot of time and effort that must have been, we were very grateful.
As we crossed the pasture we could see a grove of trees, I am not sure what kinds of trees as I don't know my trees. But they were starting to get their leaves, all the trunks were full of ivy and moss, so even without all their leaves they still looked very green, there was a few cedar trees and of course the hawthorn tree that protects the ring. In front of the grove of trees there is two large stones, they are the portal to the circle. Sounds very "Outlanderish" don't you think. Around the grove and the portal is an electric fence, the family had turned if off and taken a portion of the fence down so we could enter. Once again we were grateful.
The first thing that caught my eye was the fairy tree, once again I am unsure of the kind, it was more of a big bush, tied to the branches were many colourful ribbons. Legend has it, you can ask the fairies for a wish,then tie a ribbon on the tree. When the ribbon falls off or rots off your wish will be granted. There was seven large moss covered stones surrounding a smaller flat moss covered stone in the centre. The centre stone held a small bronze goddess statue and other offerings.
We spent some time enjoying the energy of the circle individually. Then we joined hands in an energy circle, Cindy's divine team asked us to draw healing white light from beneath the stones. As we all worked together on this I could see in my minds eye the white light swirling in a clock wise direction. Faster, and faster higher and higher, as it was building the wind was picking up, I could hear the wind in the trees, I could feel it on my face, stronger and stronger it blew. When the team told Cindy it was enough we sent the energy together out the portal to the earth, the land, the people, wherever it would do the most good. Once this was done the wind stilled. I am not kidding the wind stopped for a few moments and we could hear the birds singing all around us.
It was one of the most surreal experiences I have had yet.
The seven sisters stone circle, how honoured we were to go thru the portal.
Today we had the honor of visiting the seven sisters stone circle. It is on private land and the location is heavily guarded so I will not give details as to location in this blog. Nor will I post pictures on facebook as per the families request. Once we were dropped off we had to go up a very narrow road. First stop was an old stone farm house no longer in use. We were going to cut thru the yard however one of the people in our group felt and saw an energy almost guarding the yard. She said it looked like Saran Wrap across the openings in the stone fence. She said she felt is wasn't bad but was not welcoming us, as though protecting the house. So we went thru the muddy cow pasture. The ground is very uneven, you can see where the cows have stepped in the soggy grassy soil, it is exceptionally bad this year due to all the rain. The family had taken the time to move all the cattle to another field so we could safely make our way to the circle. What a lot of time and effort that must have been, we were very grateful.
As we crossed the pasture we could see a grove of trees, I am not sure what kinds of trees as I don't know my trees. But they were starting to get their leaves, all the trunks were full of ivy and moss, so even without all their leaves they still looked very green, there was a few cedar trees and of course the hawthorn tree that protects the ring. In front of the grove of trees there is two large stones, they are the portal to the circle. Sounds very "Outlanderish" don't you think. Around the grove and the portal is an electric fence, the family had turned if off and taken a portion of the fence down so we could enter. Once again we were grateful.
The first thing that caught my eye was the fairy tree, once again I am unsure of the kind, it was more of a big bush, tied to the branches were many colourful ribbons. Legend has it, you can ask the fairies for a wish,then tie a ribbon on the tree. When the ribbon falls off or rots off your wish will be granted. There was seven large moss covered stones surrounding a smaller flat moss covered stone in the centre. The centre stone held a small bronze goddess statue and other offerings.
We spent some time enjoying the energy of the circle individually. Then we joined hands in an energy circle, Cindy's divine team asked us to draw healing white light from beneath the stones. As we all worked together on this I could see in my minds eye the white light swirling in a clock wise direction. Faster, and faster higher and higher, as it was building the wind was picking up, I could hear the wind in the trees, I could feel it on my face, stronger and stronger it blew. When the team told Cindy it was enough we sent the energy together out the portal to the earth, the land, the people, wherever it would do the most good. Once this was done the wind stilled. I am not kidding the wind stopped for a few moments and we could hear the birds singing all around us.
It was one of the most surreal experiences I have had yet.
The seven sisters stone circle, how honoured we were to go thru the portal.
Travel. St. Patrick Days Parade. Killarney
Had so much fun dressing up in red for the parade, we had our banner and all walked behind, then running along side to hand out candy for Canada, the kids were so excited. Along the route were some of the shops we had come to know during our stay here. One was the Auld Sweet Shop. Niles the grandson of the original owner had been waiting to see us, he ran inside real quick to bring out his baby son for us to see, he held him up high with the biggest grin on his face, the pride was so obvious, his father stood beside him with a big smile and wave for the angels from Canada. Mike our bus driver was in the crowd with his wife , we made quite a spectical of ourselves with hugs and kisses for him, he said later he was the eny of all the lads near by.
The night before the parade was a very lively night at the pub, Maria had song sheets for us , we sang till we were horse. Tried my first Guiness which was ok however the Smithwick (pronounced Smidick) was more my liking. I have had one every night since. On St Patricks day we had green beer, yup I am liking the beer. Now, I am told Guiness is very high in iron, (not sure about the Smithwick, but i am going to continue to think so)back in the day pregnant we on we're given a free bottle every day. Not sure how good that was .
No better place to celebrate St. Patrick's Day then in Kilianry Ireland.
Had so much fun dressing up in red for the parade, we had our banner and all walked behind, then running along side to hand out candy for Canada, the kids were so excited. Along the route were some of the shops we had come to know during our stay here. One was the Auld Sweet Shop. Niles the grandson of the original owner had been waiting to see us, he ran inside real quick to bring out his baby son for us to see, he held him up high with the biggest grin on his face, the pride was so obvious, his father stood beside him with a big smile and wave for the angels from Canada. Mike our bus driver was in the crowd with his wife , we made quite a spectical of ourselves with hugs and kisses for him, he said later he was the eny of all the lads near by.
The night before the parade was a very lively night at the pub, Maria had song sheets for us , we sang till we were horse. Tried my first Guiness which was ok however the Smithwick (pronounced Smidick) was more my liking. I have had one every night since. On St Patricks day we had green beer, yup I am liking the beer. Now, I am told Guiness is very high in iron, (not sure about the Smithwick, but i am going to continue to think so)back in the day pregnant we on we're given a free bottle every day. Not sure how good that was .
No better place to celebrate St. Patrick's Day then in Kilianry Ireland.
March 15. Journey/travel.
I am a little behind in my blog, and as I go thru my journal I realized I have not mentioned the fairy ring at Nan O'Sulivans, and if I have well here'd it is again.
The fairy ring is estimated to be from 10,000 to 5,000 BC. Nan,s husband was clearing the land to start his crops, and two fairy rings were in the finest field. He proceeded to take down the ditch (ditch not being as we think its more of a mount around the ring like low walls marking or protecting it) if had the first one done and as he moved to the second one his tractor failed so it remained intact. It is said if you disturb or destroy a fairy ring you will have no sons, Nan and her husband did have sons but they had a hard time with animals, disease and death until they started to repair and honour the fairy ring that was destroyed. Nan's husband is now gone, her eldest son has taken over the land. Nan would love to build up the ditch around the fairy ring that is being restored but he will have none of that, He feels it is enough that his younger brother is replaced the hawthorn bushes around the ring. Many fairy rings ( are sometimes known as fairy forts).
Nan met us as the fairy ring that is still intact. She has a little mail box at the entrance for donations, but does not have a set fee, she brings with her Pamphlets she has created herself to give us the history of this and other fairy rings.
Standing in the ring you can feel the energy, the magic. This ring has stone stations, one for each of the seven chakras. You are to stand on each station and face the seventh centre stone for six minutes to heal that particular chakra. It was interested as it started with the knee chakras and ending with the third eye and crown combined in the centre stone. If you were to place a bottle of water in the centre stone for 30 minutes it will become I fused with the energy of the ring that you can take with you. I wish I had known as I had no waters with me.
I stood on each stone for a few minutes and just took deal breathes. I felt the energy flow thru my body to each chakra. It will be a place I will return in meditation for chakra clearing and healing for sure.
I am amazed by the people here like Nan, such sweet souls, so connected to the land, the history, and the mystical world in which they live. And so willing to share knowledge and time with us.
I am a little behind in my blog, and as I go thru my journal I realized I have not mentioned the fairy ring at Nan O'Sulivans, and if I have well here'd it is again.
The fairy ring is estimated to be from 10,000 to 5,000 BC. Nan,s husband was clearing the land to start his crops, and two fairy rings were in the finest field. He proceeded to take down the ditch (ditch not being as we think its more of a mount around the ring like low walls marking or protecting it) if had the first one done and as he moved to the second one his tractor failed so it remained intact. It is said if you disturb or destroy a fairy ring you will have no sons, Nan and her husband did have sons but they had a hard time with animals, disease and death until they started to repair and honour the fairy ring that was destroyed. Nan's husband is now gone, her eldest son has taken over the land. Nan would love to build up the ditch around the fairy ring that is being restored but he will have none of that, He feels it is enough that his younger brother is replaced the hawthorn bushes around the ring. Many fairy rings ( are sometimes known as fairy forts).
Nan met us as the fairy ring that is still intact. She has a little mail box at the entrance for donations, but does not have a set fee, she brings with her Pamphlets she has created herself to give us the history of this and other fairy rings.
Standing in the ring you can feel the energy, the magic. This ring has stone stations, one for each of the seven chakras. You are to stand on each station and face the seventh centre stone for six minutes to heal that particular chakra. It was interested as it started with the knee chakras and ending with the third eye and crown combined in the centre stone. If you were to place a bottle of water in the centre stone for 30 minutes it will become I fused with the energy of the ring that you can take with you. I wish I had known as I had no waters with me.
I stood on each stone for a few minutes and just took deal breathes. I felt the energy flow thru my body to each chakra. It will be a place I will return in meditation for chakra clearing and healing for sure.
I am amazed by the people here like Nan, such sweet souls, so connected to the land, the history, and the mystical world in which they live. And so willing to share knowledge and time with us.
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Travel :
I was able to venture inside St Mary's Cathedral yesterday. What a beautiful space. Walking in I was reminded of Hogwarts dining hall, it should have been Pillars of the Earth but no it was Hogwarts. The massive stone pillars and the grant chandeliers felt so mystical to me.
I started snapping photos right away not wanting to miss a thing, the stained glass windows that are truly a work of art, the stations of the cross, the statues. There were several places to light candles, and they all had different themes. One was like a candle opera up on a stone wall, there was one with Mother Mary watching over the candles and a couple of more traditional ones.
As I am walking thru in my own little world snapping pictures I hear a snore, more of a snort. This certainly brought me back to now very quickly. I looked around to see where on Earth the noise was coming from, and I see a homeless man asleep in a pew. I look upon this man and I get washed with an overwhelming emotions. I am at peace, I am grateful, I am blessed. I feel the safety he must feel in this place. I imagine one of this angels wrapping their wings around him and telling him, you are safe and warm my child, rest. I think of a line from a hymn "come follow me and I will give you rest"
It's then I truly look around this sacred space. I feel the love. I knelt in a pew and opened my arms and surrendered to my creator.
I was able to venture inside St Mary's Cathedral yesterday. What a beautiful space. Walking in I was reminded of Hogwarts dining hall, it should have been Pillars of the Earth but no it was Hogwarts. The massive stone pillars and the grant chandeliers felt so mystical to me.
I started snapping photos right away not wanting to miss a thing, the stained glass windows that are truly a work of art, the stations of the cross, the statues. There were several places to light candles, and they all had different themes. One was like a candle opera up on a stone wall, there was one with Mother Mary watching over the candles and a couple of more traditional ones.
As I am walking thru in my own little world snapping pictures I hear a snore, more of a snort. This certainly brought me back to now very quickly. I looked around to see where on Earth the noise was coming from, and I see a homeless man asleep in a pew. I look upon this man and I get washed with an overwhelming emotions. I am at peace, I am grateful, I am blessed. I feel the safety he must feel in this place. I imagine one of this angels wrapping their wings around him and telling him, you are safe and warm my child, rest. I think of a line from a hymn "come follow me and I will give you rest"
It's then I truly look around this sacred space. I feel the love. I knelt in a pew and opened my arms and surrendered to my creator.
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Travel
Today I conquered one of my fears, I got on a horse. I was filled with excitement and anxiety when we were picked up this morning. Arriving at the stables I took a deep breath, I could smell the hay and horse manure, it felt comforting somehow, sounds strange as I write it but that is what is was, comforting. There was eight of us and we had five wonderful young horse trainers accompany us. Three from Sweden, one from France and just one from Ireland. They introduce me to my horse Monty. I liked his name was Monty, I would trust my Monty back home with my life so I took this as a very good sign.
Time to mount my horse. They had a stool for us but I could not get my foot high enough. Poor Monty I was leaning on his neck, pulling his mane, and then I remind myself this is a living being you are getting on so calm down. The young lady helping me was great, she lowered the stirrup and up I went.
There -I was on a horse, OMG I was on top of a horse. We were given a quick lesson on how to let your horse know what you want and off we went. Monty was pretty good to me, he basically knew what to do.
We got out of the barn and around the corner and What!!! There is a road, a real road with cars and everything. I look at the leader as he tells us were are going to cross the road to the park so stay close. Well my heart had been pounding since I got on Monty , now I was going to take him across the road. Much to my relief one of the other horse trailers pulled up and stopped the traffic, like the school safety patrols. I really started concentrating on my breathe, trying to feel connected to Monty. It took about 15 minutes before I realized I had not taken my eyes off the Jimmy's butt in front of me (Jimmy would be Donna's horse).
I really started to relax and enjoy our ride, there was a lake to the right with islands in the middle, huge trees all around, we pasted a pasture with what they called Irish Deer, they looked like Reindeer to me.
So I'm relaxed, enjoying myself, getting into the grove, feeling free. One of the trainers comes up by me and says ok hang on to this strap here, get ready to stand and we are going to trot. WHAT. No one said anything about trotting, I am pretty sure I am not ready for trotting. But Monty wanted to trot , there would be no stopping him so I hung on tight. It turned out. It not so bad, it actually was pretty good. Monty did not like to follow the leader either I think he really wanted to lead but I learned pretty quickly how to let him know where he was supposed to go.
Monty was a wonderful horse for my first ride. We had a great afternoon.
Today I conquered one of my fears, I got on a horse. I was filled with excitement and anxiety when we were picked up this morning. Arriving at the stables I took a deep breath, I could smell the hay and horse manure, it felt comforting somehow, sounds strange as I write it but that is what is was, comforting. There was eight of us and we had five wonderful young horse trainers accompany us. Three from Sweden, one from France and just one from Ireland. They introduce me to my horse Monty. I liked his name was Monty, I would trust my Monty back home with my life so I took this as a very good sign.
Time to mount my horse. They had a stool for us but I could not get my foot high enough. Poor Monty I was leaning on his neck, pulling his mane, and then I remind myself this is a living being you are getting on so calm down. The young lady helping me was great, she lowered the stirrup and up I went.
There -I was on a horse, OMG I was on top of a horse. We were given a quick lesson on how to let your horse know what you want and off we went. Monty was pretty good to me, he basically knew what to do.
We got out of the barn and around the corner and What!!! There is a road, a real road with cars and everything. I look at the leader as he tells us were are going to cross the road to the park so stay close. Well my heart had been pounding since I got on Monty , now I was going to take him across the road. Much to my relief one of the other horse trailers pulled up and stopped the traffic, like the school safety patrols. I really started concentrating on my breathe, trying to feel connected to Monty. It took about 15 minutes before I realized I had not taken my eyes off the Jimmy's butt in front of me (Jimmy would be Donna's horse).
I really started to relax and enjoy our ride, there was a lake to the right with islands in the middle, huge trees all around, we pasted a pasture with what they called Irish Deer, they looked like Reindeer to me.
So I'm relaxed, enjoying myself, getting into the grove, feeling free. One of the trainers comes up by me and says ok hang on to this strap here, get ready to stand and we are going to trot. WHAT. No one said anything about trotting, I am pretty sure I am not ready for trotting. But Monty wanted to trot , there would be no stopping him so I hung on tight. It turned out. It not so bad, it actually was pretty good. Monty did not like to follow the leader either I think he really wanted to lead but I learned pretty quickly how to let him know where he was supposed to go.
Monty was a wonderful horse for my first ride. We had a great afternoon.
Travel
St. Patrick's Day in Killarney
What a party, the celebrations started on Friday. It is a national holiday here of course. Our hotel has a pub on the main level with live music each night. So in Sunday once our course was done we joined on the fun. I drank my first Guinness then moved onto Smithwick. It's pronounced Smidick. It was much better. We had such fun. Maria made us song sheets so we could sing along with the music.
Monday we were in the parade, we gave candy to all the children, they have not seen that before, we were told we had to place it In The child's hands not throw it, as they did not want the streets littered. I loved the children. Their little faces would light up when i would tell them I am giving them candy from Canada.
They will never forget the Celtic Angels from Canada
The family from the Auld Sweet Shop were so cute, as they remembered us, I think we bought out the store, when he saw us coming he ran inside the store and brought out his little wee lad , he lifted him up to us to show us his pride and joy. We felt so honoured he shared with us. What a wonderful warm community in this town of Killarny. The Irish are a warm people, I adore them.
That evening we were back in the pub, this time it was green beer and more music. I laughed so hard my tummy hurt, it's been a long time since I have laughed so hard.
Today is horseback riding, help me God. But I am embracing the fear.
St. Patrick's Day in Killarney
What a party, the celebrations started on Friday. It is a national holiday here of course. Our hotel has a pub on the main level with live music each night. So in Sunday once our course was done we joined on the fun. I drank my first Guinness then moved onto Smithwick. It's pronounced Smidick. It was much better. We had such fun. Maria made us song sheets so we could sing along with the music.
Monday we were in the parade, we gave candy to all the children, they have not seen that before, we were told we had to place it In The child's hands not throw it, as they did not want the streets littered. I loved the children. Their little faces would light up when i would tell them I am giving them candy from Canada.
They will never forget the Celtic Angels from Canada
The family from the Auld Sweet Shop were so cute, as they remembered us, I think we bought out the store, when he saw us coming he ran inside the store and brought out his little wee lad , he lifted him up to us to show us his pride and joy. We felt so honoured he shared with us. What a wonderful warm community in this town of Killarny. The Irish are a warm people, I adore them.
That evening we were back in the pub, this time it was green beer and more music. I laughed so hard my tummy hurt, it's been a long time since I have laughed so hard.
Today is horseback riding, help me God. But I am embracing the fear.
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