Stately Homes near Grafton St
Stephen King said in ‘On Writing’, “You must not come lightly to the blank page”. Today I do not come lightly to this Blog.
The last night in Dublin, I awoke in fear, terror even. I had to feel it, hear it and let it be. All kinds of pictures and tapes were running through my head. I observed gently the story and realised a heart shift was coming. A shift of deep fear out of my heart. This was the AHA moment of what I am doing here in Ireland, alone. To feel fear that is very old and connected with past life experiences here and to let it go in this present time. Peace has come over me. My mind is aware of the ‘why’ and is relaxed, almost detached of the process. I choose to lovingly will myself on not knowing exactly what will unfold.
Lightness returned as I travelled to Galway. I was coming to get ‘my girl’. Coming to see where a part of me has dwelled and to help her with an empowered perception of the life she lived here. Almost 2 years ago, I met an Irishman in another country. He and I have a communication that is beyond words. We have had lifetimes of knowing each other, roaming to find the other and knowledge of our separation through class divide. This lifetime we have a commitment to each other’s soul ascension and a love that transcends time and space. The blessing of our connection has allowed karmic clearing and healing of my soul and heart. The Burren is the place where he has felt my soul roam for years. My return in the physical body to The Burren in Clare County, was a powerful reconciliation day. Google the ‘The Burren’ yourself and see the landscape that hugs the coast line. Truly glorious!
The picture of the Ruins above is where I, heart to heart conversed with my girl, overlooking the lapping water.
All the Irish connections around me were pointing the way to come and experience this ancient culture, including Simone Moore’s (the artist commissioned for the Self Love Book) family line who orginate in Sligo. Sligo is the town of the famous romantic poet John Keats. I am off to discover Sligo tomorrow.
This timely poem written by another Irish poet, John O’Donohue has brought me much comfort recently, thanks be to Stephen Victor who introduced me to his work.
For a New Beginning
In out-of-the-way places of the heart,
Where your thoughts never think to wander,
This beginning has been quietly forming,
Waiting until you were ready to emerge.
For a long time
it has watched your desire,
Feeling the emptiness
growing inside you,
Noticing how you willed yourself on,
Still unable to leave what you had outgrown.
It watched you play with the seduction of safety
And the gray promises that sameness whispered,
Heard the waves of turmoil rise and relent,
Wondered would you always live like this.
Then the delight,
when your courage kindled,
And out you stepped onto new ground,
Your eyes young again
with energy and dream,
A path of plenitude opening before you.
Though your destination
is not yet clear
You can trust the promise of this opening;
into the grace of beginning
That is at one with your life’s desire.
Awaken your spirit to adventure;
Hold nothing back,
learn to find ease in risk;
Soon you will be home in a new rhythm,
For your soul senses the world that awaits you.
~ John O’Donohue ~
More on John O’Donohue…http://www.personaltransformation.com/ODonohue.html
The West Coast of Ireland (Galway to Sligo) is referred to, by the artist’s who inhabit this area as the ‘real’ Ireland.
Embracing the celtic roots and grounding myself to the barren rock, has cored my essence. Ireland is whispering much to me. New beginnings are on the way. Yesterday was a time of silence and stillness to allow for rest and a period of grace for this new beginning.
In Love and Light
PS I love to tango and received my chance to tango the Argentine way on monday evening in Galway with many locals. It is different to ballroom tango and requires intentful connection to your partner. Intuitive communication of the whole body as the man leads. I love it of course!