Friday, November 13, 2009

Reflections from Ireland

Through days and miles, I close my eyes and see the wondrous faces of Noble Silence.

Dim lit room – candles flickering – features softened. Some weary from a day of feasting on the senses - others radiant upon reflection of the ancestors and saints gone by.

Silently – we form a circle – entering meditative prayer through reading and ritual. We bow our heads with soft-focused eyes until the words of the first bubble to the surface.

Palms together – gentle nod – the words flow. Some brief – others a longer story. They wash over me – absorbing me in the soft light – the dark of night surrounding us beyond.

A bow to finish and the silence rests upon us again.

castledermot graveyard ©lucy


Maureen said...

I have some roots in Ireland. Every time I read one of your posts about that wondrous country, I feel the tug to go there.

Anonymous said...

That is really beautiful. Pamela

Sue said...


The Pollinatrix said...

I could gaze into that photo all day.

lucy said...

maureen-i say go for it!!

thanks, pamela. miss you!

sue - oh???

me, too, pollinatrix.

glad you all stopped by and said hi!

Sue said...

Oh as in, "ohhhhh"




Loving your Ireland photos! And this reflection is even more beautiful to me having been in that circle with you.


kigen said...

Lucy, I have had this ceremony blessing and holding me for two days. Nature is honest, but filled with mystery and silence. Her every ending opens a new beginning, that's today. Love.

lucy said...

SS & kigen - i am blessed to have you each in my circle. xoxoox