In November after such a long lock down and not seeing my eldest and grands for two years off were went. After that visit, I was determined that I was going to make regular forays to visit. So upon returning home, I immediately booked a trip for May. And there we were, once again in beautiful Ireland with my Irish Lovelies! And is there anything more lovely than Ireland in the Spring? The myriad of lush green landscapes feed something so deep within my soul! I didn’t get as many pictures as I had wished, but I was busy soaking up all the loveliness and allowing the sacredness of Ireland to permeate my soul. I find a sense of sacredness that runs so deep in the lush landscapes of Ireland. I struggle to find words to explain how at home I feel on this small island. The people, the places, it is all this and more. Time slows down and takes on another dimension. Although it always takes me a few days to settle into the pace (and adapt to the weather as the cold is always startling at first). On this trip I realized one of my dreams and swam out into the wild Atlantic! Oh but it was so exhilarating! I thought of my mom and how she would have loved this experience, oh how she would have loved it! I swam for her and then rested in the buoyant salty water, allowing the waves to move me freely, eyes closed feeling the sun upon my face and knowing she was there with me.
Thank you for a tour of someplace I will most likely never visit!