The death of the extended family
Once upon a time, older people were revered and loved by the tribe. They were the wise ones everyone looked up to and asked advice from. They stayed with the little ones and taught them tales while the youth and middle aged went to forage and hunt. They were looked after and they looked after…
Let’s talk about weeds
Nearly three years ago we decided to let the garden do what it wanted for many reasons, a rubbish lawnmower and not having the funds to buy a new one was one of them so it wasn’t all ecowarrior motives though there were some thoughts on that too of course. We had been gradually leaving…
BE
When did we decide as humans that being was not enough? When did we decide that to define who we are we had to decide what we wanted to be, to become? WE ARE! We are already, we do not have to become anything. Because we are, we already are what we wanted to be,…
Scéal an tSionainn
Fadó, Fadó, sular rugadh an abhainn is faide sa tir seo bhí tobar ann darbh ainm TobarConnla, áit ina raibh naoi crainn coill ina seasamh timpeall a mbéal. Lig siad titim bhur cnósíos agus bhí na brádain sna tobar ag fanacht leo. Go leor daoine a chuala faoin dtobar, ó chuala siad faoin mbrádan ón…
Swans
(Picture is a drawing by Mary Smyth, Original drawing can be purchased here: https://www.creativeardaghcraftshop.com/shop/gracefuldancer) The first time I saw a Swan I forgot to breathe until my gasp reminded me. Each time is still a reminder of that day that nature let me glimpse her perfection. Our legends pick them as the majestic forms for…
A Loveliness of Ladybirds
(Photo: I am not sure of the original of this but I found it on https://www.facebook.com/125989148197/posts/10157644436183198/ and it inspired this story.) The Ladybird world was in shock and the largest Loveliness was called by the Grand Council to happen today in the safe realm of Down at the Bottom of the Garden. Ladybirds didn’t meet…
Tom
There’s a spider in my bathroom and his name is Tom. He isnt very big, He’s a tiny little one. He doesn’t spin a web he waits patiently instead, underneath the skirting board pretending to be dead. He waits so patiently, for food to scurry by. I’m the only one who sees him Does he…
RED EYES
Anyone who has realised that we have as a species, destroyed nearly all that is good in this world, has cried a little. Anyone who has struggled with their perceived helplessness and inability to change the ways of the world, has cried a little. Anyone who has tried to open others eyes to our creation…
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