Life, lost and found

Maméan: ‘Pass of the Birds’. Early this morning. Scrambling up a mountain, looking down on Loch an Dá Éan (‘Lake of the Two Birds) or Loch an Tairbh (‘the Bull’s Lake’) depending on the local folklore. I don’t know any folklore about the two birds, but the bull is the beautiful magical bull of Crow [...]

2018-11-18T13:17:29+00:00November 18th, 2018|Article|3 Comments

An ear to the ground

‘We think that we imagine the land, but perhaps the land imagines us, and in its imaginings it shapes us. The exterior landscape interacts with our interior landscape, and in the resulting entanglements, we become something more than we otherwise could ever hope to be.’ from The Enchanted Life, by Sharon Blackie […]

2018-03-18T12:41:29+00:00March 18th, 2018|Article|10 Comments

Siar amach, siar go Conamara*

* Away to the west, back to Connemara It is strange to be going south to the place of my belonging. I have always believed that belonging, for me, is a north-westerly phenomenon; now I find that actually, my internal compass points largely west. North may be a secondary component, but it is strange, nevertheless, [...]

2018-11-18T14:57:45+00:00December 16th, 2016|Article|27 Comments

The Place of Belonging

A few years ago now, The Place of Belonging was the title of a book I was going to write. I never did; instead, I wrote If Women Rose Rooted, and some of what I’d intended to say about place and belonging went into that book, and some will go into The Enchanted Life, the [...]

2016-12-03T13:41:04+00:00December 3rd, 2016|Article|37 Comments