I post this message from my mountain retreat in the Glen of Aherlow, Tipperary. The light is fading and the sounds of distant motors are ever present. The clouds brush along the ridge of ancient Crotta Cliach. The light is still fading. What then do I need? Only to breathe and smile, be and receive, receive all the nourishment I need for mind and body, heart and soul. The light is still fading. In this silence, in this feminine flow, my body fades too. Life is wonderful. Alleluia!!
The light is rising. My body rises too. In this masculine moment, birds all round are sounding. Appearing and disappearing double jet lines dare to split the sky in two. The clouds still brush along the ridge of Crotta Cliach. Happy day.
